The Last Queen of the Desert

«She is like moon who fell in love with the blue night and shared all her light …»

Imran Sheikh

The Queen.

In the southern edge and in a more quite part of the city was a palace relatively small in comparison with others palaces of the empire.

A small forest of large magnificent palm trees was next to it.

Connected with it with a long colonnade corridor was a large three floor library with rare papyrus and books.

There the knowledge of centuries had saved from the governor destructive intentions almost two years before.

The governor saw this knowledge as a long term threat to the empire stability.

And then began a campaign of destruction of whatever promoted knowledge to the people.

The palace and its surroundings was the last sanctuary of the young Queen Sermona the VIll.

Despite the various threats that she faced the young Queen had managed to protect some of her people's and herself from total enslavement.

Until now …

As long as the emperor consider her useful to kept her alive.

He could easily gave her in his commanders as common slave girl like many others previously noble women's in her city.

She was a graceful and clever woman. And very beautiful indeed.

With long brown hair which shimmered like a lake in the moonlight as her people said often in the chronicles about her.



Her almond shaped green eyes was like pools of bejewelled water ,as the scholar's described her and her smooth complexion was like the ruthless sun of the dessert hadn't touched her in her life.

A slight cinnamon scent was always following her presence in her private or official meetings with the peoples of the city.

Sermona despite her royal long purple dress which enveloped her body was an obviously well shaped woman.

Her cleverness, education and charming but noble behaviour wasn't something that could be passed unnoticed from the governor Sard himself.

He was a tall man with stern face and dark grey eyes that seems as it could look inside your thoughts when he stared at you.

Wearing usually his leather armour and accompanied by his broad shielding mercenaries bodyguards was imposed his authority with only brutal force.

He had the real and main power in the city after the Queen's capital captured by the imperial army.

He was known not for his wisdom but for the beautiful slave women's who possessed from every corner of the empire.



Many of them were noble in blood but became slave girls after their cities captured in return for their family's lives.

Sermona was still managed to survive and remain free in a more and more difficult political scene.

She wasn't tall like her mother but she always kept her royal demeanour which preserve the respect from her remaining servants.

One of her main porpoises now was to stop the slave trade from expand in her beloved city and she used every influence that she still had to stop it.

But every time that she was outside of her palace she was not safe.



She couldn't even protect her own younger sister and princes Velana.

Velana was also graceful and pretty as picture girl with dark hair and emotional light brown eyes from her father side as they said.

She was known as one of the most educated woman in the city despite her young age.

In her eighteen years she had more knowledge than most of the scholars of the city and she was wittier from every man of the palace.

But two years before she lost her in a sudden ambush after a visit of them to one of the city's public officials.

She was kidnapped by the governor brother Estar and his masked horsemen's just outside the palace.

The kidnappers target was her but the last moment she managed to sleep away with her horse Safir.

But her sister was not so lucky.

She still remembered the masked man taking her in his horse with her hands tied behind her.

She desperately called her name but it was nothing that she could do then …

Eventually the emperor learn the incident but her sister was taken as a hostage from him in his palace in Zahara.