Her Captive, His Love

Chapter Twelve

Am in love with him that is not a doubt I do not know when it started but he gives me the peace I felt in my mothers arms, I want him always at my path he has indeed invaded my mind. I thought after the night I slept in his cage without his knowledge I would be able to stay away but I tend to want him close but not close enough to my eyes he's an abomination someone I need to shun but I also want to be wrapped in his body, I want his eyes to see me, his lips to appreciate me and his hands to roam wherever they wish to I will not stop him. I want him and only him can sooth my pain.

Off late I have been having dreams of me and him intimate and I would wake up sweating and wishing I was never asleep,my womanhood would be moist something I have never experienced, then I would get softer around him and I would purposefully brush my body against it, after my first dream I order only male servants to take care of him that is feed him and bath him, I do not know why female servants drove me to this jealousy but I became overprotective of him, I would steal glances on him and make sure that he doesn't notice. I have been late for my training because I would stare into space and imagine if he would really provide the pleasure I seek in my dreams. I have internal battles to if I should release him or not.

Because of him I have become weaker at my strongest states, I know am also confused, the other day I was angry at the fact that one of the female servants was wishing that his 'big' manhood would serve her at it was her wish that he should be let to have females pleasuring him even though he is a prisoners saying that that was a waste of his resources. I got so furious that I took a whip from a nearby warrior and mercilessly whipped her upon releasing her I had no explanation as to why I did what I did but I lied and gave a rule that no information about the prisoner was to be let out no matter what.
I then fled the  scene knowing that I had done an unfair act and I always stand by and for the truth. I wept and I could not face my people for today's. I have even done the unthinkable to protect him and make sure his safe and alive. After my father deemed me to be weak for  sparing his life  I challenged one of his best warriors to a dual although its not to death I can't lose because if I lose he gets to kill him in front of my eyes. He thinks that he is a nobody to be alive and he does not consider him as a son in law. I do not know who my opponent is but am sure it would be one of his sons to prove their loyalty to him. I would not underestimate my father he can be manipulative on what he wants especially considering my prisoner he takes it personal. I hope the ancestors are right about him and that I am not on a lost course.

I head to my Father's arena and awaited anxiously for the warrior am going up against. I hope it is not one of my brothers that would be a low blow but I would expect it. The  wooden gates to the side of the arena opened and I could not shake the pools of goosebumps that had developed all around my body upon seeing my opponent my blood froze. I though my brothers were a low blow but now my own trainer he was the last person I expected.

I felt the ground being thicker as my body and heart raced at a faster pace. What have I gotten myself into? I thought to myself at the corner of my eye I saw my father sit on his chair and with confidence written all over his face. I knew I was done for since when does a student surpass the teacher, but then my anxiety was washed away as I saw the man I am fighting for his life get tied up at the head separator as it is called it was a log where the head was placed on top and the executor swings his thorny club on the victims head it they die.
I wondered how my father could be this cruel but then I remembered what pain could do to a person. My thoughts were dispersed by the announcer speaking in our native languge

"Binti wa mfale nakuamkua" I bowed at the greetings.(princess I greet you)" Leo tumekusanyika hapa kwa kivumbi hiki ili tushuhudie jinsi madume easily Hawa wanapigania maisha ya huyu mtu, kuna sheria kadhaa zitakazo badilishwa, Nayeka kila utakapo shindwa huyu atapaya mikwaju kulingana na mishaba utakayo kosa, kivumbi hiki in cha vipande vitatu, kurusha mishale, kuruka viunzi na mwisho mtapewa silaha mtakazo tumia Ila so kupigana had I kifo" I let out air that I don't know I was holding and thought to myself that I could easily win.(we are gathered here to witness as this warriors battle for that person's life, there are a few rules that have been changed the challenge will have three parts, the first will be bow and arrow throw, high jump, and the last will be a fight with both warriors choosing their weapons of choice although it will not be a fight to the death, Nayeka each time you lose that man get a whip for the points you've lost.)

As the challenges began we started with what I knew I would win even at my sleep high jumps. I am grateful that my animal friends helped me with my training while my father was bedridden. I got to win by five points a head. At bow and arrow I missed by three points and I would flinch every time a spear pierced through his body as I counted three times. As we headed to the secluded section I head my brother call after me and I stopped to listen to him.

"Nayeka he's not worth it his life is nothing but a person who deserves to die just let him"

"You've spoken as his son but as a prince you have failed you would always stand by my choices but now you don't I feel like an orphan with no one to understand me as for father he is my prisoner I get to chose what I want and when I win I hope he will get to quench his thirst for revenge!" I replied him as I walked away.

I knew this would be the most stupid idea in human history where a predictor  bows to its prey and saves its life. I stepped closer I chose whips while my opponent chose a club and I knew at the end of the fight my body would be in immense pain but it would be worth it.