1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

desert sphinx (49)

Word count:3051

Neka's POV

I lay in the massive room of mine looking out to the sand dooms below. The four workers all fan me in swift and steady motions but it did little to help me under the mid-day sun. The city below was bustling as usual.

I smile at the thought that with one order I could have everyone killed just below me. They could all be hanged and no one could or even dare to oppose me.

"Sir." Someone announces and I turn around to face them.

"Yes?" I say and the guard bows.

"A slave tried to escape today. What should be done to him?" He asks and I sigh. The slaves are escaping, the people are in an uproar. Does anyone want to just have a banquet? Or even a garden party?

"Bring him to me." I say and he leaves. I sigh before pulling out a coin. Heads, he's beheaded tails, I'll grant him his freedom, I think,
flipping the gold coin high into the air and watching it fall. I catch it when it lands before clenching my hand around it.

"Heads." I call out, smiling again.

There's slight commotion from just around the bend and I frown. Noisy.

After a few seconds they pull a guy in before forcing him to his knees in front of me.

He had sharp hazel eyes that closely resembled a cat's and twilight hair. His skin was darker than the average rich bronze meaning he wasn't from here. I smile at that thought as blood dripped from his mouth.

"Hello, desert sphinx. Would you like to beg before I bestow your fate?" I ask, slightly smug bringing my face to his.

He smirks slightly before spitting blood into my face.

"Kill me." He says flatly and one of the guard punches him in the back of the head.

I angrily wipe my face. How dare this slave.

I grab him by his hair, pulling his head up to face me.

"If you truly have a death wish, then I'll grant it for you," I spat back. Looking away, I barked at the guards, "I want him beheaded at sunrise and I want those eyes in a jar." before they drag him away. ( tip: purred is a nice word to use but when you yank the hair of someone, you don't just purr. Well, some villains would, but this dude? Nah. He'd be fucking spitting back. And he thinks how dare he instead of well, aren't you feisty. -E )

The nerve of that slave.

I sigh, sitting on the roof of my palace. The stars above are so beautiful yet it was for to all to see. I smile a little before my eyes flutter slightly closed and I see those eyes and that smile.

I sigh, going down to the dungeons, trying to find the cell of that slave.

I wonder if he was looking at the same stars. I give a small smile at this.

I sigh, before heading back to my room.

I grab my robes before putting it on and tying them properly, before putting on a headdress.

I walk out of the door and he smiles.

"Sir." The guards bows before me and I nod, not saying anything.

I walk through the streets before arriving at he cells. The two guards step away and I walk through the door and all the other people in their cells until I found him. Sitting against the back walls eyes fixed on the sky, his eyes seem to sparkle in the dim starlight.