Masked A Zayn Malik AU

Chapter 3: Small Talk

Chapter 3

Zayn's P.O.V.

There is Zailaan. It's only another mile away and it's Dhuhr time (A/N: noon prayer).

"Halt," I say "it's Dhuhr time, we have to pray."

I go in to the woods nearby to pray. I start prayer and hear one of my soldier say, "The Prince is looking for Princess Arya."

Another asks, "Why? What will he do with her?"

"Kill her probably for breaking treaties," another replies.

I finish prayer soon after with these thoughts running through my mind. Why would I kill her? What do these men think of me?

"Your Highness, I found someone," I hear a solider say while another goes towards another bush.

I walk over to see who was there. Then my eyes fall on this girl, she was praying before we get there. She faces me and she is the most gorgeous girl I ever saw. She has a royalty emblem on her horse. Her beauty is mesmerizing. She is wearing hijab (A/N: scarf Muslim girls wear around their head). Her brown eyes are so alluring, they show emotions well, I can tell.

"Who are you?" I ask hoping I won't have to kill her.

"I am... Lady Soraya Aiza Latif," she says hesitantly.

"Well you should know where to find the Princess so where is she?" I ask hoping she will answer.

"Well, do you see or hear of the funeral procession that is happening?" she asks hopefully.

"Yes I heard of a funeral procession happening today, but what about it?" I ask getting impatiently.

It couldn't be Princess Arya's, could it?

"Well..." she pauses as if to think of how to phrase the next part "the procession is for her," she says.

Oh Allah please forgive me, I had thought badly of her without knowing her.

"Oh so who is the ruler of Ajra now?" I ask baffled still feeling guilty for thinking badly of the Princess.

"A villainous man named Anwar who was Princess Arya's cousin," she says calmly.

"Well thank you for all your help. Now I might need more help from you, so you will be my prisoner. Put her in my carriage," I command my soldiers. They take her to the carriage.

I don't want to lose this girl. She is wise and beautiful. I must get her to trust me. She has to trust me I mean no harm and I don't their kingdom at all, I just want Zailaan safe. I walk into the royal carriage, sit down across from her and order them to proceed.

"I'm Prince Zayn," I say trying to start a conversation.

She looks up and says softly "I know your highness."

"What... what was your princess like?" I ask hesitantly.

She contemplates a little, probably thinking on what she should say. "She was a kind and religious girl. She believed it equality and she couldn't stand her cousin, Anwar," she replies with a thoughtful face on if she should continue or not.

"Well, we have some time before we get to Zailaan you should rest," I say softly.

She nods, closing her eyes and leaning on the side of the carriage. Soon she falls asleep; she must have been really tired. She looks so pretty when she's asleep. We suddenly halt, she wakes up and stares at me for a second then looks down and one of my soldiers come up to me.

"Your highness, there is a group of people blocking the entrance to Zailaan," he says.

"Your Highness, may I talk to the soldiers that are blocking the entrance?" she asks softly.

I don't know why but I feel like that would work so I say "Yes, you may."

She gets out and my soldiers are about to accompany her but I stop them I have a feeling she needs to talk to them alone.

"But your Highness, she might leave," the soldier says apprehensively.

"No, I don't think she will. I think she is true to her words," I say softly.

She comes back and says "They will let us pass your Highness."

"Thank you Lady Soraya," I say.

She looks at me in confusion then her expression changes into realization.