Love Of The Sultan

Mareya

Everybody talked, no matter what sector you walked they watched you. Peeved for a tiny reactions. Watching every dip and fall and pushing limits. They think that nobody heard their whispers but they are wrong. Everybody knew now. Nadine's outburst being measured on a scale by society. She had candor running through her veins and let it show.

The world should have been a straight line but it was built into a sphere. Different people emerged from different corners worshipping different belifs. Raees was another alien substance. He was the opposite of a candor. He lived among the edges of adrenaline with the clanging of swords every morning practising his battle routines and admiring weapons.

Nadine started on the edge of lonliness. Nobody entered her vicinity or even dared to saunter into the quarter of the king. They said he hidden their queen because she was a beast. Whispering around oil lamps, the new queen has no boundaries.

It seemed that they saw her standing up created an uproar. That she took on the role of a man. She hated men yet she married one, all rumours of course. However one she heard was true; they where yet to consummate the marriage.

It reached all ears and that was one thing that Nadine wished wouldn't fall onto her. Intimacy with a stranger. She devised many simulations in her head of how it would play out. She was scared of him no doubt but she learned never to show it.

All of the different girls had one day stared into her room. Different eyes peeking in admiring and most probably scrutinizing each detail they saw. They sauntered away with a laugh lighting in their throats. Insecurity wrapped Nadine's neck like tight jewellry.

She pulled curtains over the window and stood back and faraway and gazed at the books she already read ten times over. It was nearly prayer time and Nadine planned on reading chapters from the quran to calm her soul.

A knock rapped on her door a few times. She questioned the existence of the person behind the door. Hearing footsteps of what felt like a ghost terrorised her but now, she wanted to know. She stromed to the other side of the room and threw the door open.

The same vixen that was with Raees the other night stood there. Without a veil, Nadine classed her as shameless yet she stood with a surprised stance in the doorway. Nadine found herself glaring but for a reason she could not pinpoint.

"May I come in?" she dared leaving her voice under a whisper. "Please, before your husband finds me" she pleaded, desperation painted across her face. A moment of weakness overtook Nadine as she let her in. An deep exhale left the mouth of the vixen as she entered. Nadine locked the door.

"What do you want?" she harshly demanded and the woman weirdly made herself comfortable on her bed. "To talk" she replied nonchalantly. Tossing her hair, she scanned the books splayed accross Nadine's bed. "I never thought you would read this much, clearly your obsessed" she commented freely. Nadine thought for a moment, this is the most conversation she had with anyone within days or maybe weeks. She ached to make a friend or talk to somebody.

"There is nothing to do here, everyone is staying away from me. Like they're scared and I don't even know where the man I'm married too is." she shrugged letting off a little sociality to take over her. "It must be lonely" she replied.

"Im Mareya by the way. I thought you should know" she flipped through the pages of the book and laughed. "Well, what's yours" she prodded which took Nadine by surprise. She made herself at home here.

"I'm Nadine" she firmly said as she gazed out of the window. The sky was pitch black, you could only see the remainder of the oil lamps below as some flickered out. "Tell me Mareya, what where you doing with the shah?" asked Nadine, curious to know.