Chapter 3

• SARAFINA.
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• I was bundled unto a horse while the prince carriage rode in the front.
• A guard rode with me. Tears streamed down my face as I thought of my family. Is this how I'm going to die? Well if this is my fate then I accept it.
• We entered the palace few minutes later and even in my distressed state, I couldn't help but admire the glittering view of the royal villa.
• I wish I was born a royalty then I won't have to die for seeing the prince's face. "Are you going to get down or keep drooling" a guard said snapping me out of my reverie.
• I got down and as I looked forward I could make out the prince moving into the palace tapping on something that he was holding.
• I was led into the prisoners yard and into an empty cage, where I was locked up. I sighed and slid down the cage awaiting my cruel fate.
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• The heat of the harsh sun kept burning my back as I lay curled up in a side of the cage.
• Won't they just kill me already, or is this how they want me to die?
• Suddenly I heard footsteps from a side of the yard. I froze, had they come from me?
• I looked closely only to see a young man coming from the palace courts.
• He was royalty. On his hand were royal bracelets of different color and his left leg two royal anklets.
• He had a curly black hair and a face that almost had me drooling.
• In my dreamy assessment of him, I didn't know he had gotten to my cage until he tapped it.
• I jumped in fright, he smiled. His smile was like the fall of a million stars on the face of earth.
• "Hi" he said. I gulped. His voice had that warm note that could pucker up the insides of a lady.
• I bowed in courtesy as he was from the royal house even if I didn't know the connection.
• "I'm Jafar" he said and I gasped, Jafar son of prince Maximus?
• "Why are you here?" He asked.
• "I saw the prince"
• He scoffed. "Obviously you will be killed?"
• I nodded and he sighed. "Won't you tell me your name?"
• "In the next few hours or minutes, I will be gone, my name is not important" I replied him as I sighted the guards coming from the palace court.
• They have come for me.
• "Prince Jafar, why are you talking with this criminal?" One of the guard said as they unlock the gate and pull me out.
• "Who I talk to is none of your business Ashil" he snapped and looked at me pitifully.
• I smiled at him and then looked away as they led me into the palace to face the council.
• I have accepted my fate all I need is for Ashra to keep my family safe in my absence.
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• I whimpered as I was pushed to kneel before the king and the council. I bowed my head in courtesy.
• "Young maiden, I'm sure you know your offense and the penalty for it" the king's voice boomed.
• "Yes your highness I said in a tiny voice.
• "But as tradition would have it you are to ask for one thing before you are beheaded" he continued.
• In my fright of the moment I had forgotten the tradition that says a criminal to be beheaded is given the opportunity to ask one favor from the royal house before his or her death and by Ashra's law, this favor is not to be declined.
• I gulped. What would I ask for?
• And then it clicked...
• I had nothing to loose, I was going to die already, then why not?
• "I want to speak with the prince" I stated.
• Gasps filled the chambers, I could imagine the puzzled looks on their faces.
• "What?!!"
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