Chapter 1 Future
Blood.
" blood is worth thousands of sacrifices. I may suffer from various temptations of the heart but still , nothing beats the thickness of the blood. "
Zamiel had to give his own to keep his blood alive. He valued blood moreover than everything else. He cared nothing about his heart. Nothing! To him , blood wasn't just the jelly-like thickened substance as it seems like to most of us. Blood was the most valuable thing worth many lives , sacrifices and worth even his own heart. Blood , like the sea with no destiny. What mattered was the blood.
Even though , after thoroughly prospectus about the blood , Zamiel knew how to split blood. He could just split blood without thinking twice if he had to and give away of , just like that. Zamiel , an indeed fence sitter.
" Hide the kids Mariaam. Lessdon is longing for blood today and that , I'm not ready to give yet. I might as well give my own heart for my own blood. No blood of mine will be split today , as long as I am standing ".
" But Your Majesty , what will happen to us if you lose the battle ? Think about us , think about our daughters , our son and Bangaradesh. "
" Please. Trust me , that I bear in my mind all the time ".
" Take Care ".
- Mariaam knew nothing could stop Zamiel when he's determined about something. " To kill the King , distinct its roses , the Princesses " she kept thinking to her inner self.
The night began midday. The swirling dust invaded the Chambers , blood became oil. Evil laughing , shattering , innocent cries was all one could hear. Bangaradesh Kingdom started to fall apart , in within. Zamiel on the other side , who did tried his best had fallen . Hopes varnished. He was swimming in cold blood , his own blood. Coughing blood. Speaking blood. Drinking blood. He had nothing left to persuee with the battle. He had to fight either way. His hard work was tarnishing on his watch , that tortured him sinfully abudant.
" His Highness , what shall your man do for you ?".
" Protect my family Zac ".
Zachariah , the most trusted within the Kingdom of Bangaradesh would give up his own too , to save the Kingdom. It has been a 15+ ever since he worked for this home with honesty and loyalty , in good or bad till death do him apart with. Because he knew how his King valued his blood he had to leave his King in darkness and save the family. Most of all , he had to save the two Princesses of the Kingdom , Alicia and Nasheen . Roses .
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Blood is indeed thicker than water. As I walked down the dormitory of beds , I realised that today , is definitely the absolute day I cross the bridge I always said I'll cross it when I came across of. As I looked at my father , who The Almighty has seriously fallen from the high heels , powerlessly penniless.
In my community , I always got to know and survive from people who were eager for living my life for me. That I hated. I even hated the fact that I were a Princess as I had to marry to without my freedom of choice at all. The arrangement marriage part annoys me seriously. Yes , maybe to many Princes too but the case was different when it came to us. If the Prince hated and dislike their wives , they'd just marry another one as they were always permitted to have as many as possible wives as they wish or want. Unlike us , who had to suffer .
" Having achieved victory Nasheen , you no longer belong to us. As your father , I responsibly took great care of you as I should . Now , this is not me abandoning you but it is me , for the first time in my life sacrificing my blood , trying to build something that's more tangible , and that will help me strengthens my blood more. After all , I hope you see and are observing this darkness over my head. Bangaradesh is falling apart. Only you Nasheen who could help me nurture it. I refuse to bite the dust , and at this eleventh hour I think it's time you accepted that you belong to the Lessdon Kingdom. You've always belonged that , it's just that we never got the time to process and accept the information. I'm sorry ".
Right after those words , Nasheen's world started rambling too. She had this big lump on a throat that made breathing nuisance. It was hard to accept that later morning , he was being married . " A day that the Princess always dreamt of exhilaration was now going to be a day of imprecisement" she thought to herself. Unfortunately , she had nothing to change at all. Seeing her father's face made her remember exactly how ancient evil was he when it came to ruling his fallen collosal kingdom of Bangaradesh. She finally accepted unacceptably that she was spending the night at another colossal kingdom of Lessdon , marrying the Prince with a ponderous heart.
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Seeing Sarah and Gloria's face worried me dead stroke. My maids. Now was our last day preparing altogether and in our lives. 💔 I couldn't stop imagining of how my life suddenly changed in few hours. Daddy always informed me of how valuable I was to my Kingdom ever since Alicia died. Lessdon killed my sister.
Ever since Lessdon managed to invade into our kingdom , killed my sister and left my father with nothing , my whole life changed. U cannot stop thinking the dead body of my older sister , six years earlier. But here I am , marrying their Prince. Sucks being a Princess sometimes.
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Her beauty was terrifying. Angelic beauty. For her fist time , she wore a revealing dress with golden patterns at certain areas. As a Princess , she always stayed within the Kingdom, covered herself to hide her identify as they were always hunted. Royalty blood was believed to be rich , different and worth billions as they made medicines , made the poorer rich and cured many. Her hair, beautifully sliding down her back under a crown. Her golden bluish eyes caught everyone's attention as she walked down the hall. Unbelievable.
Everyone honoured and respected as they bowed their heads ululating to the entrance of the Princess , Nasheen.
" Today is an indeed a day of history whereas we're all organised here to witness the marriage of the Princess of Bangaradesh and the Prince of the Lessdon , who's currently out for a while. The Kings has signed and the Prince too , all that we're short of your signature , Princess.
Nasheen didn't even hesitate to sign. She knew exactly now what she was getting herself into. Ululations. Ululations. She smiled and sat down to her Crowned Hot Chair. Now was the right time to feast and celebrate. Meanwhile , Nasheen had her heads on her head , brushing infinitely her beautifully placed crown. Was she regretting to already? Seems like that.
After an overdosement of celebration, Nasheen had to go. " When that day comes , the Sun will slowly lead you to your rightfully kingdom desired. Stars will light bright among the Kingdom of Bangaradesh " she thought of her father's words. The Prince arrived and summoned that they should go already. The Prince , so handsome and charming. His broad shoulders suited him just perfectly well , especially with that cute little baby moustache and brown eyes .
" Let's go Naisha ".
Oops. Didn't her husband know her name?
" Nasheen ".
" Whoever you are. I'm in a hurry and I need to move. I don't care about your name ".