The Dark Magoi Rose

Chapter 12

Yasmine:

I had walked through the Bazaar looking for more ingredients for dinner. My eyes scanning around until I found the perfect fruit for my dessert. Cyprus had hunted down the best meat he could find, while Momo brought the wine. Father has always loved chocolate and strawberries, a pie sounds delicious now that I think about it. I surely hope Amrin is cooking for Sinbad and his company, that pompous idiot will get no meal made by my hands. But what if father had requested me to do it? I could poison his meal.

"Excuse me, miss?" I had turned around and saw a sweet little boy standing by the merchant stand just inches away. He had long dark hair that perched on his shoulder and his eyes were the as bright as rubies. He had worn a blue tunic and white trousers. The innocence in his eyes reminded me of Jashiem. "I can't find my Aunt..!" The boy says. He looked so worried, it made my heart thump just seeing his frightened face.

"Do you remember where she had last went?" I ask. The basket was held on top of my head now, but I still had crouched before the boy. He shook his head.

"She told me to wait here, but ..." He was crying now. His big red eyes hiding behind his sleeves. I had looked around the Bazaar for a woman the could possibly resemble the young boy. We had walked for hours on in search of her , but we ended up with nothing.

"Come, sibi." I held out my henna covered hand for the young boy to grab. " I will provide you a home to stay until your aunt has returned."

The little boy smiles, and that had brought a smile on to my face. Just seeing his blushing face made me snicker in amusement. I wouldn't let another child become lost like I have, not like Jashiem.

We made our way back to the castle , hopefully father didn't mind it. He normally hated eating alone.

Judar:

She's a gentle and loving soul. The way she helps others in need, and puts their needs before her own. Surely she needed to return home, but she was here alone — with me.
I was walking around this town with the Princess of Dracul. From the stories the old hags had spewed while sewing fabrics, this girl had a hard life. Yet she didn't show it to her people. I remember trying to save her from those men, but she had went out to fight with the villagers. Like a darker shadow chasing one another, this girl didn't stop until blood was on her hands and her goal was accomplished.

I had met the love of my life. She was older, yes, but I still wanted her with me for once . Sinbad had her this entire time, now it's my turn to be with her.

Grrrr.. 

I looked down at my stomach and held onto it. I haven't eaten anything, and that stupid hag hasn't made it back yet. I glanced up to the princess. She must think that I'm a weak pathetic little thing. I wanted to prove to her that I'm strong too. Her basket was held on top of her head with one hand, but in her other hand, she had given me a fruit. It was small and pink, with a leaf hanging from the stem. I had looked up from the ink covered hand and met those same crimson eyes. "It may not be much," Her voice was soothing and nurturing. "But it should hold you over until dinner is ready."

"Thank you." The fruit had looked so much bigger in my hands compared to hers. We were in the lobby of her castle now, there were so many stairs and a massive open space made of white tiles. There were empty vases sitting on the tables and three doors that went further back behind the stairs. I remember trying to save her from those men that were trying to hurt her. I plead for her to stay with me, but she didn't. She couldn't. Normally I wouldn't care about it, some monarchs are foolish and stupid to go and fight such dangerous battles, but Yasmine felt like she could do whatever she wanted. No one stands in her way and barks her orders, Not Sinbad, Not Marco, not even Cerendine — I mean the way Yasmine made that woman drop to the ground with her hand over her mouth and blood seeping through her finger — that was marvelous. I want to be that cruel to my enemies. I want to not give a fuck just like she does.