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Chapter 6

  • KELILAH’S POV
  • I reached into my bag and dialed Faith’s number. She picked up on the first ring.
  • “I’ve been waiting for your call”, she said.
  • “I’m sorry. I had a lot to do and there was no time”
  • “I’m upset with you”
  • “And I’m sorry babe. Let’s do for dinner?” , I suggested.
  • “Where ever you wish. Bills on me”
  • “Okay, fine. I will text you the venue. Bye”, she said.
  • “Bye”. I said with a smile as she hung the call.
  • With that call done, I decided to reach out to Loveth. I dialed her number, but she didn’t pick up. I tried again—still nothing. She must be swamped at work, maybe too busy to check her phone.
  • Tucking my phone back into my bag, I decided to drop by Nathan’s place.
  • Loveth’s situation weighed on me, and I was determined to do something to help her.
  • When I arrived, I found the front door locked. Nathan must still be at the office, I thought, turning back and heading there instead.
  • When I arrived at the office, Miranda, his wife, was standing at the door.
  • “Princess…?” she greeted me with a kind smile, not knowing who in particular I was.
  • “Good evening, Miranda. It’s Kelilah,” I clarified with a nod.
  • “Oh, thanks for clearing that up! How are you doing?” she asked warmly.
  • “Stressed, but I’m good,” I replied.
  • “And your family? How are they handling the selection?” she asked, her tone shifting.
  • “That’s actually why I’m here,” I admitted, glancing away.
  • She frowned slightly. “Is something wrong?”
  • “I wanted to speak to Nathan,” I said.
  • Miranda’s face fell. “Nathan left a few minutes ago for a meeting.”
  • “Okay then,” I nodded, disappointment setting in. “I’ll come back another time.”
  • She looked at me with concern. “Are you sure everything’s okay, child?”
  • “Yes, Miranda. I’ll be on my way now.” I waved and walked away.
  • I let out a frustrated sigh..
  • If only I had come earlier. I should have come a bit earlier. Maybe during lunch tomorrow I could come and see him. But for the meantime, I decided to go home and take a quick shower. As it was almost time for my dinner with Faith..
  • When I got home, Mom was still out, but Dad was sitting outside, lost in thought, a deep frown on his face.
  • “Dad,” I called softly, but he didn’t respond.
  • “Dad,” I said again, waving a hand in front of his face.
  • He finally looked up. “Kelilah. You’re back.”
  • “Yes. Is something bothering you?”
  • He sighed heavily. “It’s the selection. I wish there was something I could do. I don’t want to send anyone away.”
  • “And you won’t have to,” I said, trying to reassure him.
  • He gave me a stern look. “Don’t do anything rash, Kelilah.”
  • “I won’t, Dad,” I replied, heading inside to get ready for dinner. I changed into a simple dress, hoping to shake off the weight of the day.
  • Dad was not outside when I came out again, and mom was still not back. So I decided to quickly drop by Loveth’s office to check up on her. Her office was getting dark already and Loveth was In the dark.
  • “Loveth” I called out to her as she kissed my cheek.
  • “I called you”. I said
  • “Sorry. There has been a lot of work to do since this morning. My phone has been on silent”.
  • “Okay, that fine. I’m having dinner with Faith this evening. As a matter of fact, that’s where I’m heading to”.
  • “Okay. I will be closing up soon. My feet is killing me already”, she complained with a sudden frown on her face.
  • “I will see you at home then” I kissed her cheek and left the office.
  • After checking the time, I quickly left to meet Faith. She’d picked a crowded spot, and I had to search for her, only to find her in a heated exchange with one of the employees.
  • “Faith,” I called as I approached. She paused her tirade to look at me.
  • “What’s going on?” I asked, glancing between the two.
  • “This little idiot asked me to vacate my table,” she huffed.
  • I looked to the waitress, who seemed embarrassed. “For what?”
  • “She wasn’t ordering, and we have a lot of customers who want to order,” the waitress muttered defensively.
  • “I told you I was waiting for my friend to show up before ordering,” Faith snapped.
  • Before I could say anything, another woman—probably the manager intervened, demanding to know what was going on.
  • “What’s going on here?”, she asked.
  • “Ask your ducking employee” Faith said and returned to the table, why I followed her and took the seat across. Why she shot me an exasperated look.
  • “You need to calm down,” I said gently.
  • Normally, I’d have backed her up, but I was too exhausted to get into any arguments tonight.
  • The manager came over, apologizing profusely. “I’m so sorry, my princess. My employee didn’t mean to be rude—she’s new here.”
  • “It’s fine. Can we order now?” I asked.
  • “Of course,” she replied, shooting her employee a glare that made her disappear from the scene in record time.
  • “I’ll have whatever you’re having. I’m too pissed to read the menu,” Faith grumbled.
  • “We’ll have today’s specials,” I told the manager, handing back the menu.
  • After she left, Faith let out a groan. “I hate this place.”
  • “You say that every time, but you’re the one who picked it,” I replied, stifling a laugh.
  • “Yeah, yeah. No need to rub it in. There’s a new diner opening tomorrow—let’s try that next time.”
  • “Sure,” I nodded. “Juliet and Helen mentioned wanting an outing too. Maybe we could all go together?”
  • “Good idea. Tomorrow it is,” she said, finally looking a little more relaxed.
  • Our food arrived, and we talked as we ate, covering everything from work drama to the looming selection.
  • “So, what are you going to do about it?” Faith asked after I explained Loveth’s situation.
  • “I’m hoping Nathan can help. If not, I’ll think of something. I won’t let them take Loveth,” I replied, determination burning in my voice.
  • Faith nodded. “I’ll help however I can.”
  • I smiled, grateful for her unwavering support. It was one of the reasons I valued her so much.
  • After dinner, we strolled around for a bit, chatting and laughing. But I needed to sleep. I was barely keeping my eyes open as it was, and tomorrow would be another busy day.
  • Loveth’s office would have closed by now, so I went straight home. When I arrived, Mom was in the living room, waiting for me.
  • “How’s my beautiful girl doing?” she asked, kissing my forehead.
  • “I’m exhausted,” I groaned, slumping down beside her.
  • “Did your boss give you a hard time?”
  • “He did. I didn’t even get lunch,” I admitted.
  • “My poor girl. You should go and have some rest. I don’t want you getting bags under your eyes or losing weight”, she said caressing my cheek.
  • She couldn’t tell me to quit my job, because we have been on that topic for a long time now, but I just wasn’t buying it at all.
  • “Is Loveth back?” I asked.
  • “Yes, she’s in her room.”
  • “Goodnight, Mom. I love you.” I kissed her head and went to my room, but as I passed by Loveth’s door, I heard faint sniffles.
  • “Loveth,” I knocked softly. No answer, just more sniffles.
  • “Loveth,” I tried again, knocking harder.
  • “Go away,” she finally replied, her voice choked with tears.
  • “Let her be, Kelilah,” father said gently, appearing from nowhere.
  • “But…”
  • “Go to bed, Kelilah” he insisted.
  • I glanced back at her door, worry tugging at me, but finally nodded and went to my room.
  • I couldn’t bear to see her like this. I had to find a way to help her out of this mess. But as I lay on my bed, the exhaustion finally took over, and sleep claimed me.
  • I woke up early, feeling surprisingly energized. After getting ready, I found myself with extra minutes before work officially began. It was the perfect opportunity to check on Loveth, so I made my way to her room.
  • “Loveth?” I knocked gently, but there was no immediate response.
  • “Coming!” Her voice rang out, steadier than before, which was a relief.
  • She opened the door, and I stepped inside.
  • “You didn’t answer yesterday. Are you okay?” I asked, my voice caught between concern and a hint of reproach.
  • “I’m sorry, Kelilah. I just… we only have one month left until they come for me,” she said, her eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and resignation.
  • “Loveth, stop talking like that. I’m going to find a way to speak with Nathan today.”
  • She took my hands in hers, squeezing tightly.
  • “Promise me, Spare. Promise you’ll get me out of this.”
  • “I promise.” I squeezed back, trying to give her the strength she needed.
  • As always, work finally came to an end. So, I set out to find Nathan. The house was empty again and that remained me that I haven’t seen Tyra around for some while now, and I made a mental note to call her.
  • When I arrived, Nathan was standing outside his house.
  • “Good morning, Princess…” he paused, looking slightly uncertain.
  • “Kelilah,” I replied with a small smile.
  • “Ah, Princess Kelilah. Welcome. What brings you here?”
  • “I need to discuss the selection,” I stated firmly.
  • He nodded, inviting me inside, and we settled in his office.
  • “Nathan, my father has chosen my sister to be Korvus’s bride, and I can’t let that happen.”
  • “You want to go in her place?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
  • “No. I don’t want any of us to go.”
  • “That’s not possible, Princess. Your family has been chosen.”
  • “You’re the one who made the choice, Nathan. You can change it.”
  • “You want me to replace your family with someone else’s daughter or sister?” His voice was laced with incredulity.
  • I stayed silent and he scoffed. Obviously he knew what I wanted, so why ask in the first place.
  • “It’s pretty selfish of you, princess. You don’t want your sister to go, but you want me to send the daughter and sister of another family”.
  • “It’s not…”. I tried speaking, but he cut me off
  • “Your family has never been selected before. I’ve had relations who have been selected as a bride to the previous kings of Bazil. You think I liked it?”.
  • “Then no one should be sent to them! It’s cruel to keep sacrificing our loved ones.”
  • He leaned back, laughing bitterly. “Are you ready to face the consequences of refusing them? Bazil doesn’t take disobedience lightly.”
  • I tried to argue, but his eyes had a hardened glint. “You’re underestimating the threat, Princess. I won’t risk the lives of others over this. Loveth will go as planned.”
  • “But—”
  • “This conversation is over.” His tone was final.
  • I huffed and stood up, leaving his office angrily.
  • I left his office, seething with frustration. My attempt to help Loveth had failed. I couldn’t bring myself to go back to her yet. Instead, I drove around, letting the motion soothe my anger, before deciding to head home. I needed time to process my defeat.