Chapter 7
Zayn's POV
"Now your Highness, how am I to help you?" she says facing me.
Oh Allah,(A/N: God for Muslims) her beautiful eyes; it shows a hint of sadness and sleepiness. I wonder if I'm the cause of sadness
"Ah as for now you can follow my dear sister to your room that would be great help," Isay facing her.
Just as I finishes the gate to the palace opens and two carriages enter carrying my four best friends, Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall.
"Good Afternoon Princess Amira, Zayn and who are you?" Harry asks her leaning forward and bowing slightly and giving her a hand.
I felt jealous because Harry is known for being a ladies' man I want her to be mine. What am I thinking? I currently am fighting her ruler. She most likely thinks that I'm going to kill her soon. She probably hates me.
"She's mine," I say coming between them. What was I thinking? The guys are going to make fun of me now. She probably thinks I'm crazy. If she asks I'll say it was for her modesty, yes that's what I'll say.
"Oh possessive?" Louis teases me.
"What's her name?" Niall asks.
"Lady Soraya from Ajra" I introduce her as I move next to her.
"It's a pleasure meeting you Lady Soraya, I'm Prince Liam from Lunalia," Liam says bowing slightly.
"I'm Prince Harry of Styland," Harry says also slightly bowing.
"I'm Prince Louis of Tommoland," says Louis.
"I'm Prince Niall of Horland," Niall says.
"Pleasure meeting all of you," she says with a smile.
Oh Allah, (A/N: God for Muslims) her smile is so beautiful.
"No, no the pleasure is ours. It is quite a pleasure meeting who has enticed our dear Prince Zayn," Prince Harry says giving me a teasing smile.
"Well why don't I show you to your room Lady Soraya," Princess Amira says smiling.
"Yes Your Highness, please do I have been awake for 2 days and nights before the carriage ride," shesayswith her beautiful smile.
Oh Allah, (A/N: God for Muslims) she looks so beautiful, I would never have guessed she hadn't rested in so long. No wonder she fell asleep instantly.
"Why? That is really not good for you," Amira says.
"I was trying to get home from the funeral as soon as can be," Soraya says with a weak smile.
"What are we waiting for?" Prince Harry asks motioning for all to walk in the Palace.
"Farewell my dear Lady," I whisper in her ear as we all walk in the Palace.
They leave as the Princes follow me to the common room.
"So Prince Possessive when's the marriage?" Louis starts teasing.
"How come you didn't tell us?" Harry continues.
"Tell you what?" I ask acting innocent.
"C'mon Zayn don't twist everything," Liam says.
"Okay I'll tell you guys the whole truth," I say without any choice.
"So you know that we are here because there is a war going on at the borders right?" I start.
"Yeah," they all answer staring at me to continue.
"Well in the war Princess Arya died and her cousin took over the kingdom and Lady Soraya was coming from the late Duke's funeral when I captured her," I pause as they start firing questions at me.
"Wait so Princess Arya is dead?" Liam asks.
"Lady Soraya is a captured prisoner of war?" Louis asks.
"Wait so she's not yours?" Harry asks.
"But are you going to let her live freely, right?" Niall asks.
"Of course Niall, I suppose so Liam, yes Louis and maybe Harry," I respond trying to understand their question.
"You like her don't you?" Harry asks.
"Isn't it obvious?" Amira asks coming in to the room.
"Well of course it is but I want to hear it from his mouth," Harry says.
"Amira!" I partially shout.
"Zayn," she mimics.
"So the answer to my question," Harry demands.
"I'm not going to answer your useless question," I say with a slight smirk.
"So can I ask her out?" Harry questions.
"No!" I accidentally shout as I cover my mouth.
"Oh so you do like her," Louis reiterates.
"I'm going to go sleep. Good bye," I say walking towards the door.
"See you soon," Amira says smiling
"Bye Zayn," Niall says.
"Sweet dreams" Liam says smiling.
"Go dream about her," Louis teases with a smirk.
"Don't miss her too much," Harry taunts me with a smirk.
"Amira, show the princess to their rooms," I say turning around.
"Zayn, we know where our rooms are," Louis retorts as I walk out.
I walk to my room which is next to Lady Soraya's room. I place my ear on her door to check if she's awake, all was quiet; she probably fell asleep as soon as she got to bed. I walk into my room, change and go to sleep.
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Masked A Zayn Malik AU
أدب الهواة"I had no other choice," - Princess Arya Afsar Ajram. Is it wrong to lie if it saves one's life? With her life in danger, Arya lies to Prince Zayn. She hides her true identity, afraid of death at his hands, she assumes a name of a close confidante...