CHAPTER EIGHT

Lydia had done an excellent work by showing me round the castle It was bigger than mine probably because we weren't a large family. We worked into a room that had pictures hanged all over the wall. This was were all the family picture was kept, it was amazing. The wall in front of me was were the pictures of all the kings were hanged. One day prince Albert's picture would be there and probably mine would be placed were all the queen's pictures were. What am I saying, my picture Will be among the rulers of a kingdom but not this kingdom, my name will be in the history book as the first woman king and commander of the strongest army comprising of only women and nothing can change that.

There was a particular picture in the room that was kept separate, I went and had a closer look. It was his highness and a women that looked like me, how was this possible. Both of them wore matching uniform, it was different from the normal warriors clothes. They looked happy together. I searched around if I could find another picture of her but that was the only one. How come I have never seen this woman here before, i refused to believe what I was thinking.

I couldn't take my eyes off her, I stood there like a statue lost in thoughts, I couldn't imagine my mother being one of the kings mistresses perhaps this was her sister.

"My Lady your dinner is ready" this voice wasn't a familiar one there was strength in her voice than that of Lydia.

"Are you my hand maid as well" I observed her from head to toe, she was the opposite of Lydia.

"Yes my Lady, I am in charge of your food" she said smiling reviling her dimples.

It was a relief to know that I wasn't served at the dinning. I worked quickly to my chambers because I was so tired and I needed to get this gown out of my body.

Aya got into her room and just laid on the bed feeling tired. She took in a deep breath and let it out almost immediately because something wasn't right, she could smell danger. The scent wasn't her's nor Albert's. And besides Lydia was with her all through the day and the new girl couldn't have been able to afford this scent. She quickly stood up from the bed and went into her wardrobe, pulled out her bag opened it. She brought out all her clothes in the bag and opened a hidden zip and brought out what she called claws.

She doesn't have a sword and who so ever was in her room would be alerted if she wanted to get her bow and arrow.

I felt someone watching me but from where, were would an intruder hide? At the back of the door and that was the bathroom.

She walked as if she had noticed nothing a needed to use the bathroom, usually she opens the door of the bathroom gentle with her hands but this time she kicked it open so that the force of the door would hit who so ever was hiding there.

Ouch...! A voice from behind cried out.

I did not wait for him to recover so I attacked first, scratched his face with my claws. He let out another scream of pain. I was about giving him the punch of his life when a strong hand held me from behind, he pinned my hands to the back. It was just me against two strong men.

The other big guy slapped Aya in the face leaving a mark.

I tried my best to free my hand from his grip but he was too strong.

The guy who slapped her, held her tight at her throat making her gaped for breath.

"Who would want me dead" Aya thought to her self.

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