Caitlyn quickly turned her gaze back to her wineglass. She could feel flames of fire burn in her cheeks. Her hands were shaking with such intensity that she could barely lift her glass to her lips.“Something wrong?” The man in mask inquired with an innocent air.“No. Nothing,” she replied sharply. Caitlyn didn't like the beat that raced through her insides. She didn't like the way she was imagining her companion doing the same things to her. She wondered what it would be like to have him touch her breast. She didn't dare let herself of his lips on her. “ Where else do you want to take me tonight?”“Oh, I'm sorry you don't like this place. But this is how the lowly born revel.”“Lowly born?”“The giant workaholics, those who work for the rich, rather, you would prefer something more gentle?”She lifted her eyes to him. “ Proper. Yes I would like a more proper setting.”“Of course.” He rose and took her hand.Caitlyn nearly raced out of the building and into the carriage. In less than
**************“She killed him?”“Tell him where you saw the body, Rafi”“I saw the body hidden in the last room at the end of the corridor just before your chambers, my king.”“My king, I know you're surprised but you should remember she's a doctor and she knows the right place to attack which would weaken a vibrant sturdy young man like him.”Khal Duraho paced angrily around his room, his breath was heard even from outside the room. Anytime he wanted strangling her with his bare hands, Khalodi stepped in and he mellowed down a bit.“A woman kills my servant, she can never go scot-free.”“My king, that's true but I don't want us to make mistakes, let's just interrogate her and when we get what we want, we execute her and get the twins.”Khal Duraho finally sat on his bed. He took his golden cup on the locker beside his bed and poured in a drink and gulped in, trying to relax his nerves. Wine made him calm a lot, many people didn't know.“Who do you work for? Who sent you here?” Khal
Khalodi wrote something down and gave it to Rafi to deliver to General Kaminski and Gray in their various cells.“Deliver it to Kaminski and Gray, ensured you're not followed and make sure you don't read it as well.”Yes General, Rafi took the paper and saluted before leaving.Caitlyn woke up and she looked around the tent. She was confused, the body beside her scared her, everything scared her. What does it mean to have an intimate time with the villain? Where was she? Was she still dreaming or was it real? She was drenched in her own sweat. Her heart thumped hard in her chest but there was no one to talk to. She hadn't had much friends, Cassandra and her mother was all she ever had since leaving the princess’ space. What was he doing in her dream? She actually thought it was Rafi who she was sharing such special moments only to see Khal Duraho. The same Khal Duraho that forcefully took the twins. The dream was so weird and what was weirder was that she hardly dreamt. She always hea
“Rafi will be here anytime soon,I've got to tie you up before he comes back.”She smiled as she stretched forth her hands. He was happy, the slap made her satisfied now the plan would go smoothly. “No, actually behind you, most convicts have their hands tied behind.” He said giggling.“What do you mean convicts, I've not been proven guilty yet and besides I didn't kill anyone.” Cassandra said, defending herself.“Hey hey hey, tone it down, you might not want an eavesdropper to hear that.” Khalodi said casually.“Are they people listening to us?” She said suddenly realizing that she was quite loud.Khalodi remembered the guards chatting informally within themselves, how he heard everything. It could have easily been anyone, could have even been the king who heard them that night. “The walls have ears, that's all I can say.”“Okay, I'll be more discreet”, she whispered.“Are we still taking questions?” Khalodi asked.Was it a question and answer session? Cassandra asked.“I'm not sure
The walls really had ears. Khal Duraho was not shocked, he saw it coming but he would be lying if he said he didn't feel betrayed. He was about to give him everything he wanted after the capture of Marx but it would have been his greatest mistake yet alive. He tiptoed back to his room.The moon stared at them high up in the sky casting a warm, golden glow across the enormous castle. Rafi's heart raced as he hurried through the winding paths, his eyes darting from side to side, searching for any sign of Cassandra.He had to be smart and do whatever it took even if it meant taking his own brother, his loyalty was only to General Khalodi. His mind still reeling from the news he was just told. Khal Duraho's fury had been palpable, his eyes burning with a cold, calculating rage that sent a shiver down Rafi's spine.He looked into Khalodi's eyes in their last conversation, all he saw was fear.As he rounded a corner to the infirmary, Rafi caught a glimpse of a manly figure. The guard that
The air was thick with tension as Khalodi, realizing that Duraho had uncovered his deception, bolted out of the castle with Cassandra close behind. Duraho, his face contorted with rage, rallied his men and gave chase, determined to capture the fleeing pair.The castle, a sprawling labyrinth of towers and corridors, provided ample hiding places, but Khalodi's familiarity with the terrain gave him a slight advantage. He darted through the shadows, his heart pounding, as Cassandra struggled to keep up."We have to find a way out of here!" Cassandra whispered urgently, her eyes darting around the dimly lit hallway.Khalodi nodded, his mind racing. "I know these halls better than anyone. Follow me, and stay close."They rounded a corner, only to be met with the sound of thundering footsteps. Duraho's men were closing in, their shouts echoing through the castle.Khalodi grabbed Cassandra's hand and pulled her into a narrow alcove, pressing their bodies against the cold stone wall as the sol
There was no better time to flee than now. With tension covering the clouds of the castle, Khalodi, realizing that Khal Duraho had uncovered his deception, bolted out of the castle with Cassandra close behind. Khal Duraho, his face contorted with rage, rallied his men and gave chase, determined to capture the fleeing pair.The castle, a sprawling labyrinth of towers and corridors, provided ample hiding places, but Khalodi's familiarity with the terrain gave him a slight advantage. He darted through the shadows, his heart pounding, as Cassandra struggled to keep up."We have to find a way out of here!" Cassandra whispered urgently, her eyes darting around the dimly lit hallway.Khalodi nodded, his mind racing. "I know these halls better than anyone. Follow me, and stay close."They rounded a corner, only to be met with the sound of thundering footsteps. Duraho's men were closing in, their shouts echoing through the castle.Khalodi grabbed Cassandra's hand and pulled her into a narrow
The early morning sun cast a golden hue over the vast expanse of land as Khalodi and Cassandra made their way through the unforgiving terrain. The howling winds kicked up clouds of dust, obscuring their vision but failing to deter them from their mission. As they navigated the winding paths, Khalodi couldn't help but reflect on the events that had led them to this moment. Khalodi was a man of great intellect, a true genius who had always been two steps ahead of everyone else. His mind was a labyrinth of knowledge and cunning, and his every move was calculated with precision.He had been a true genius, his strategic mind and unwavering determination setting him apart from the rest. Yet, his journey had been fraught with peril, as he had dared to challenge the tyrannical rule of Khal Duraho."We've come so far, Cassandra," Khalodi said, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "I can't go any further, let's look for a place to lay low.”His legs were tired, Cassandra jumped in excitement at the