SLAVE OF THE HEART

Just a Dream

The blonde sat up in bed, covered in sweat. That had been a horrendous dream. She got out of bed and out of her room which was just joined to the twins' nursery by her door.

Vasheronne was asleep but Victor stared back at her sleepily. He raised his hands up to her and she saw this as a sign. She gingerly picked him up.

She wouldn't go out later today. It was about 3 hours to daylight. She would stay in and take care of the young ones.

She would never meet Santibanez.

From today onwards, she promised to keep the baby monitor on. She would guard the kids with her life.

As she shushed the baby in her arms, she thought about the dream. It had seemed so real. Annabelle had been dead, Naimah's father had also been dead...

Speaking of Naimah, she looked amazing.

Setting Victor down on his cot, she padded over to Naimah's.

"I will take care of you so well, you will never have to kill to be Queen."

The little girl merely yawned and went back to sleep.

"A-T-T! Okay, I like it."

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Rita looked up at her blonde-purple hair and blue eyes before grinning. She could remember how crazy everyone had gotten when she got hired.

She was good at her job, having been top of her class from the start to the end of university.

She loved colouring her hair because it was fun and she enjoyed the whole process.

She was considering a honey hue next time though. She couldn't wait to do it.

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"I had a weird dream last night," Charonne said to her brother and husband. Both men were too busy eating to listen.

"Me too," Jemimmah echoed as she sat down. One of the maid-servants placed some eggs in front of her. Kenan leaned over and stole a sausage from his sister's plate.

"How many time should I tell you to stop stealing from me?"

Charonne hit his head really hard, making Kenan growl.

"I had a weird dream too," Rita spoke as she brought Naimah to her parents.

"What was it about?"

"Your kids... they died... Naimah killed them... It was painful. I woke up afraid... for you guys. I don't think it is wise for us to be here right now."

Charonne and Jemimmah's eyes widened. They had dreamt the same thing.

They both died though.

"You think we should leave?"

"The rebels followed me yesterday.  I got away by a cat's whisker. We have to go."

The four royals exchanged looks. Perhaps it was time to go away.

Except that this time, King Owen was going to host them.

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The flight was pleasant. They were received happily by the King who looked so much younger.

This is what he looks like twenty something years before Rajab makes Naimah pregnant.

She noticed Queen Amal looked so much happier.

And younger too.

They had three children, the eldest was adorable at around six years of age, the second was three and the third was a baby.

Amal looked quite bothered too. Rita couldn't help thinking that she had the same dream. The feeling intensified when she noticed the three young ladies whispering to themselves.

Unable to hide it, she approached the ladies. "Hello..."

"Hi... ummm, I couldn't help but notice..."

"I saw you in my dreams last night. You died... badly." Amal spoke up, looking confused.  "A man got you killed."

"I know."

"I also saw how my... son died."

Rita reached out and hugged the lady. Just then they heard Kenan come up to them.

"The rebels attacked the palace... they trashed the nursery before they got caught. Among them was a Santibanez...?"

The three ladies' eyes widened before resting on the blonde who shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess we were lucky then."

"Then there is no telling how all this will end, is there?"

"I really do not have an idea. However, we can try and help keep each other alive... especially Kenan," Charonne spoke.

"I think us coming here saved a lot of problems for us. Maybe, just maybe, in the future, Rajab and Vasheronne will actually get married!" Rita spoke quietly as she cradled Vasheronne. "I think you should give Miss. Sharonne a call. She needs to know that her daughter may get kidnapped."

"I will make the call," Jemimmah offered. Her enthusiasm made Rita smile.

"Wanna come too Rita?" Amal offered before she shrugged her shoulders and grabbed Rita, dragging her away.

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"Have you noticed that the ladies are acting weird today?" Owen asked Kenan who shrugged his shoulders.

"I know why... they are on a mission to protect us and the kids. Apparently if they don't, my daughter will get kidnapped, then she will die. Then Rajab will be heartbroken... blablabla." Laban finished.

"How do you listen to them?" Kenan asked.

"I just do. Don't you listen to your wives?"

"Erm..."

"Umm..."

"Bye!"

Laban sat down giggling at the top of his lungs at his friends.

Weren't they amusing?

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