Four - Follow me.

AMON

"My King. Everything has been put in place for tonight. The warriors of Yaznak and the lords of the kingdom will be grateful for thinking about them and honoring them like this", Argar, my second - in - command, stated.

I nodded.

"You are dismissed."

He bowed and left. I rose from my throne and walked over to the window that overlooked the entire palace grounds. The servants scurried from one corner to another each doing a given job for the preparations for the evening's event.

As I watched the gates opened and a horse-driven wagon rolled into the palace grounds. Guards rushed to open the doors of the wagon and five slave women stepped. One of them, the only black-haired woman, caught my attention. She was dressed in plain white slave clothes yet managed to look elegant.

Finally. She has arrived. I was starting to lose faith in step - mother's acting abilities.

She looked around her in curiosity then she looked up and our eyes met. Right then the harem attendants came to escort them to the harem then she broke eye contact and left. The door to the throne room opened revealing the second wife King Teremunm IX, Queen Tahila, my mother.

"Amon", she said in greeting.

"Mother", I responded.

"I have come to see how my son is doing."

"I'm fine, mother. How about you?"

"The same. Old and dying."

"Mother."

"Amon", she said as she held me by my shoulders.

"My son. The clock is ticking for me but I don't want to die without meeting my grandchildren."

"That's why you will stay alive to see them."

"But, son, you need to get married. You need a wife. Yaznak needs a queen."

"At the right time, mother. At the right time."

"But when exactly?"

I smiled at her.

"Don't worry about that, mother. Now I must leave. Is there anything else you need?"

She shook her head and sighed.

"Come, let's go", I said as I took her hand.

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JADE

Night crawled up onto the sky before I knew it and the feast for the warriors of Yaznak began. From outside the hall, I could hear the chatter of men and their booming laughter. Behind me, the jingling of little bells is all I heard which jingled every time we moved, that and the other women's excited whispering.

The other women and I were dressed in belly dancing clothes with tiny little bells so as they moved around, talking about how it was a privilege to perform before the king, the sound of the bells followed them. Through all this, I was thinking of ending this mission quickly and going back to check up on the kids.

The others soon quietened when the doors of the hall began opening, giving us the view of the hall. It was magnificent to the letter that I could not deny it. The noise in the hall had reduced when the men realized our presence. Their greedy eyes took fill of us in revealing clothes.

Their eyes followed every step we took until we reached the middle of the hall which had been cleared for us. That's when I took notice of the man sitting on the throne. I was the man I saw when I arrived. He was garbed in the royal robes and gold ornaments and he gave out an aura of confidence and royalty.

I looked up at him and when I did our eyes met. I looked down quickly, remembering I was here as a slave and slaves do not look their masters in the eye. It was a grave sign of disrespect. Yet when I looked down I could feel his green eyes gazing at me making me feel a little uncomfortable but I brushed it off.

The music began, we followed and began moving. The bells tinkled every time I twirled, shook my hips, or sway my hips from left to right. We continued dancing for while then we ended it gracefully with the music. I could feel the lust laced gazes of the men and I shared a secretive smile with myself.

For a brief moment, I looked up again and met his burning greening gaze now also filled with lust and something else. The other dancers filed out and I followed. Behind them, I noticed they were walking with a forced sway in all of their hips, in hopes of attracting the king or any other male.

The other women, who I learned were called Kina, Riki, Huri, and Misa began to chatter again about how the King's gaze was on them and nearly began arguing over it if a tall soldier with obviously a high rank hadn't come to the room we were in.

"You", he said, pointing to me, "Follow me."

I could practically hear their jealous whispers, talking about me and how I'd reduce their chances. I smiled wickedly behind the half veil I was wearing at their obliviousness. The faster I kill the faster I can return home. The man led me through winding hallways before we got to a beautifully carved door. The door to the King's chambers.

The door to ending this

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Once again I didn't get a thousand words. That only happened in the first chapter.

Whatever.

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Jade is in the palace and very close to the king. In the next chapter find out what dear King Amon has in store for Jade.

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Need to sleep. So tired.

~Sayonara~