Kinda tired today, So I'm posting a sample chapter of Amari's Revenge. Articles will be back Thursday if I come up with a new topic...
I smile as Isis
is sent back to her quarters. It looks like the Prince is finally showing some
leadership ability. I didn’t think he’d be ruthless enough to behead someone he
loved.
“Finally acting
like a man.” I say. “We’ll make a king of you yet boy prince.”
Ammon grabs me
violently. He chokes back tears. The sadness in his eyes tells me that he truly
loves her with all his heart. “I’d rather be at the side of a slave like Isis in
the fields than be in the royal palace with a beast like you.”
“You’d side with
a treasonous cow like Isis!” I say shoving him away from me.
“Treasonous! It
was you who tried to kill her!” Ammon orders.
“She pulled a
knife on me-”
“The same dagger
you tried to stab her with as she left the dungeon after one of your beatings-”
My eyes grow
wide on the revelation. “You saw me?”
I was coming in
from the courtyard when I saw Isis heading back to her quarters from the latest
lashing you gave her. That’s when I saw you rush behind her with the dagger in
hand to kill her.”
I gasp on
hearing his testimony regarding my action. If I were a common woman he’d have
all the rights to behead me.
It’s a great
regret that I have to be wed to a dog like you to keep peace in my kingdom.”
Ammon spits.
I let out a sigh
of relief knowing my kingdom is safe. “But what will you do with Isis? I
inquire.
“That’s for me
to decide.”
“But to let one
like her roam freely across the countryside could be dangerous. She’s a plucky
one, one with a charming tongue and a mirthful smile that can inspire others.
The type who’d lead an insurrection against the royal family.”
“Isis is more
loyal to this kingdom then you’ll ever be. Her love for Nubia is greater than
her love for me. She’ll never betray us.”
“Did you not see
the things she did? How she was faster than the cheetah and stronger than our
best men? How a dagger of forged steel broke against her breasts?
Ammon looks out
to the guards “You are never to speak of what you have seen this night to
anyone.”
The looks on the
guards’ faces will take what they’ve seen this night to their graves. “Yes my
prince.” They say acknowledging his authority.
“And you will
never speak of what you have seen to anyone. Nor will you speak of it ever
again. Swear to this.”
“I don’t believe
you-”
“Swear to it.”
The intense look
in Ammon’s eyes shakes me to the core. I think he’d kill me himself if I didn’t
take the oath. “I swear never to speak of this.” I spit.
Ammon gestures
to one of the guards. He steps forward. “Mufassa, prepare my chariot.”
The guard nods
his head. As Ammon storms away from me, I grab his arm. “Ammon, where are you
going?”
“To deal with
Isis.” He orders pulling out of my grasp.
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