Crazy say what?

Jonathan's POV...

Few minutes later I'm walking out of my favorite coffee shop down the street when some hooded stranger was about bumping into me but i was fast enough to side track them and saved my coffee as i say.

"Sorry dude" but i heard the stranger mutter.

"Dude?" While i continued my journey to my destination.

"Your husband is a controlling nut job who can't take no for an answer you know that mom? He's driving me crazy with his constant demands. I guess you already know that right? I mean you married the guy"

Chuckling at my own words, i placed the white lilies I'd gotten earlier on my mom's grave before sipping my coffee as i made myself comfortable while looking around the quite cemetery.

Most people would talk about the creepiness of the cemetery and it lifelessness, i used to think so too until i lost my mom and it became a place where i could just sit for hours and talk nonstop about everything and anything to my mother.

Though i know she won't reply to anything i say, I'm contented just talking to her and hoping she can hear me.

Talking to her relaxes me, even if it just the littlest things like different kinds of butterfly in the garden.

However, the cemetery's atmosphere is a little odd today. There's a feeling of unease in the air and it feels like I'm being watched by someone other then the dead. Without a doubt, i caught a glimpse of someone hiding behind a large tree adjacent my current location.

Pretending I'm not aware of their presence, i left the cemetery while walking towards the direction of the playground. I figured whoever it is won't do anyone to me in park full of people.

A few minutes later, I'd manage to disappear into a group of adults leading their kids towards the rollercoaster in the park while keeping a close look on the person following me.

The person stopped in the middle of the sand box while looking at every direction in search of me and i wonder, isn't that hair too long for a guy? Dude's even holding a purse, he must have gone through a lot of troubles to disguise himself as a woman...must be a pick pocket kinda thief then?

I stayed in the crowd as i contemplate my next move as they're getting close to the sand box and i recognize the stranger following as the hooded dude i almost bumped into earlier. Is he here for revenge? We were both at fault and i apologized right?

As the crowd is getting close to the dude's location, i brought out my pen while sneaking behind him as i placed it on his Adam's apple and he shrieks not so manly causing passerby to give us strange looks.

"Who are you? And why are you following me?" I asked him as i pressed the pen closer and he shivers violently before exclaiming.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who said I'm following you? And this is not a very polite way of treating a lady mister!" There's is an accent behind her sass that i can't put my finger on as she talked.

Wait! Lady? I suppose the long curly hair and the purse would make her a lady but her physic and style of dressing says otherwise, that's one hell of a disguise i thought as i let her go and stepped back in shock while taking a proper look at her and she huffs unhappily.

"If you wanted to be treated like a lady, you shouldn't have left the house looking like a dude, and don't give me that crap about not following me Missy! It was you from the coffee place and the cemetery" I snapped at her, and her pupils are wide open in shock, she must have thought i wasn't aware that someone was following me.

As soon as the shock wore off her face, she started biting her lip nervously while staring at me and i raised my brows while tapping one foot on the ground waiting for answers. She groans in defeat before saying.

"Yes, i was following you, but not in a creepy kinda way or anything okay? I just wanted to get a good look at your pen and you were walking too fast, so i ended up following you all the way here" Huh? My pen? I brought it out my Vintage Pelikan celebry P580 emerald green pen from my breast pocket and hold it up to her eye level while asking.

"This pen?" She nods eagerly as i handed her the pen and i continued talking. "That's just an old pen i used for sketching, what's so special about it?" Shaking her head as she inspects the pen, she says with a smile.

"It's not just a pen to me, my mother had one just like it before she passed away. Its so strange really, but i haven't seen anything like it till now"

Hmm...Strange indeed, this pen was my mother's too. She used to sketch dresses a lot when i was a kid, she would let me use it sometimes too, i guess that's where i got my passion for making cloths from.

I tried getting a new one after she passed but i just couldn't fine anything like it, i still carry this one every i go even though its been out of ink forever.

"This was my mother's too, she um...she passed away too" Her smiley expression changed into a sad one after hearing my words as sh says.

"I'm really sorry to hear that" I nod in appreciation while trying to smiling but it just too awkward after that as both of us stood there staring at each other and she broke the silence by saying.

"I'm Amirah by the way" I'm grateful for the change of topic as she extends her arm towards me for a handshake and i did the same before asking.

"Amirah...like the Gardenian princess?" She laughs awkwardly before saying. "Yeah, i guess it does sound like the princess's name too" Letting go of her arm, i smile genuinely for the first time since i woke up forgetting all my problems momentarily.

"Are you completely outta your mind?" I yell at her thirty minutes later as she glares at me before shouting back.

"My cousin said it was a good idea, okay?" Is this girl crazy or just trying to get herself in trouble?

"The same cousin that has various piercings and tattoos everywhere, and spends most of her nights in jail? Someone could have recognized you,what were you thinking?" She bowed her head shamefully before saying.

"It was the only way for me to get a break from everything alright? And i wasn't even gonna stay for long, i just wanted to see the place without the guards following me around that's all" I kinda feel bad for yelling at her now, i would want a little break too if i had people monitoring my every move.

"I know the risks involved okay? Plus, you didn't even know i was a girl until i told you so" (Sighs) She's actually right about that, one look at her you would have thought she was a dude with a horrible sense of fashion and not a crowned princess of a kingdom.

The kingdom of Gardenia is a small island located in northern part of the globe, with the estimation of about nine million natives and four million foreigners of its population.

The kingdome is said to have migrated form an unnamed tribe of native famers and hunters back in the 60's and named Gardenia by its first official ruler Maytham Al-Tammar after defeating the tribe's spokesperson in a dual.

The kingdom has only been ruled by the male descendants of Maytham since the 60's until a news about king Jahanbakahsh Maytham Al-Tammar death a month ago who died leaving three daughters without any male child to take over his throne.

Two months later after meeting Amirah, she was set to be crowed the first female queen of Gardenia per her father the late king's last words, making her Queen Amirah Jahanbakahsh Maytham Al-Tammar 1 of Gardenia and this crazy woman insisted i should design the dress she would be crowned in or she won't wear the crown.

(Present time)

"Wow! It must have been really scary working on something that important own your own" I smiled remembering how terrified i was when Amirah first declared that i had just two months to make her a jaw dropping dress fit for a queen.

"It really was scary, i almost fainted when she told me...that she devil still uses it to make fun of me till date" Isabelle laughs as i shivers at the memory and i couldn't help but laugh too.

"Why do you even bother calling it 'off day' if you're still gonna be locked up in your home office the whole day?" A familiar voice sassed while the owner of the said voice enters my office with both hands on her hip and i murmured

"Speak of the devil" under my breath before saying.

"Hello Amirah, do i even wanna know how you got into my house this time?" Over time she has gotten really good at disguising herself and sneaking into places unnoticed, she smirks evilly while dropping her purse on the desk and removing the hooded jacket as i heard Isabella stuttering.

"That's not, is she? Wow!" I chuckled at her bewailed expression as Amirah say.

"Not to be rude or anything, but who are you?" I face palmed at her bluntness while standing beside Isabella while Amirah raises her brows at me before saying.

"Amirah meet Isabella, Mrs Cooper's younger sister, Isabella meet Queen Amirah of Gardenia" She rolls her eyes because i regarded her as queen Amirah and Isabelle stood up with a polite smile as she bows while addressing her saying.

"Its an honer to meet you, your majesty" Amirah rushes to stop Isabella from bowing to her as she hugs the young lady with a smile before politely saying.

"Oh, no need for that dear! Grace is practically family, such a nice woman" Her right arm is still slang over Isabella's shoulders as she ask after Mrs Cooper, before turning to me and says.

"I like this one, she's coming shopping with us for Emily and PJ's rooms"

Crazy say what now?

Author's Note

Crazy Amirah finally makes her appearance people!!! I'm so excited that I'm able to finish two chapters in one day, though other one will be publish later Please vote and comment lemme know your thoughts on this chapter



Queen Amirah's disguise