Beyond The Realms

Chapter 22

" I sure wasn't expecting to see you " says one of Djinns in the handsome trio , I think his name is Emir.

" Less than a few people knew you would be leading the Princess of  Shiaam to her stronghold but I didn't think you both would come here " he smiles a dazzling smile that makes his fine boned face with flawless features and sun kissed complexion seem all the more attractive when he turns his eyes from Prince Ruslan  looking at me " I didn't think you would be so pretty either "
I instantly blush ,after all it's  not everyday you get compliments from a guy who looks like he should be gracing front covers of magazines.

" It is risky nonetheless a brilliant move on your part " says the one  called Yaman clapping Prince Ruslan's back in a strange version on one armed hug  as the one before him has done and the Prince retunrs their friendly gesture
  " It is nice to see you again old friend " he greets.

"  I have heard rumours that the forest has chosen sides so it has obviously lost its safety value and now that you  have moved Amelia to a crowded place like this there is less of a chance that the assassins might catch you unawares .

The route the Caravan follows will  keep your and Amelia's movements concealed .
Risky but a brilliant plan nonetheless "  he concludes taking a long swig from a dark coloured bottle and passing it to the Dark skinned  Djinn beside him named Arham. He has skin as dark as night and eyes the colour of topaz . I have never seen a being as stunningly handsome or  exotic as him before.
Besides having strong swoon worthy features he has a spark in his  enticing eyes which  without any words  screams that he is a lover of mischief.

" No worries Amelia , Ruslan is a clever bastard he won't let any harm come to you" he says in a deep and smooth velvety timbre  
" While he makes sure the assassins don't kill you , we three will personally make sure you don't die of boredom " He winks at me .

It is hard to digest the casual way they talk to the Prince and even harder to believe that the Prince had once been a part  of  this carefree trio but seeing his  familiarity with them there is no doubt that the Prince trusts them.

As soon as we had crossed into the circumference of the caravan.
I was excited to be in presence of so many Djinns .
The makeshift stalls were full of activity with the shouts of vendors trying to sell their goods and several customers moving in and out of shops.

Days and days of being in the forest with trees and a handsome but super  silent  Prince for companions had made me realise how much I had missed sounds and presence of people around me , even if  they aren't humans but Djinns with varying skin colours and even more varying magical abilities 

" Careful " The Prince says standing in a  corner beside a stall as he hurriedly  covers me in a large brown coloured thick cloak.

" Do not let the presence of so many people around you lull you into feeling of  safety " He pulls the cowl over my head the movement  making a few strands of my hair get into my face and  he gently tugs them behind my ear his fingers grazing my cheek . Did I imagine them linger on my skin for a  few fraction of seconds before he withdraws his hand ?
" Keep your identity hidden " 

I nod " I will "

He is still holding the sides of my cowl and maybe it's his proximity or maybe it is the way he drops  his voice low  and his  violet eyes looking directly  into  mine that the 'butterflies in stomach ' feeling I always seem to have around him intensifies .

His voice is low but full of  an emotion that is akin to tenderness yet so much more that I don't have a name for it 
" Be careful "