Royalty Gone Bad

Asahd’s POV:

I remained locked up for as long as I could sleep and be sober again.

I opened my eyes after two to three hours of sleep, the drunkenness had wiped off. There was a lump in my throat and I was so pissed!

I was the Prince, for crying out loud!! Yet my father had me locked up and supervised like I was some notorious toddler.

′Take a shower, Asahd. Forget this nonsense,′ I thought, still very annoyed.

I grumbled to myself and got off the bed. Then I went straight to my bathroom for a cool bath.

-

It was seven pm, by the time I stepped out of the shower. I was already very hungry.

I dressed up and just when I was going to cause some trouble by threatening the guards on the other side of my door, someone knocked.

“Yes??” I replied, irritated.

A second after, a servant boy walked in.

“Good evening, my prince. The sultan has requested that you join he, and the Queen, for dinner.”

“Like they had a choice,” I mumbled and walked past him, literally pushing him with my shoulder and making him stumble a little.

I walked into the corridor and gave the guards that had been assigned to watch me, a deadly stare, before heading towards the stairway and going down to join my parents.

Writer’s POV:

They watched Asahd join them at the table, without greeting or even saying a word. He kept his frown on and was in no mood to try and flatter them. Oh, if only he knew, what they had in store for him.

“Good evening, Asahd,” they greeted with smiles.

Asahd stared at them like they were crazy.

“So you’re just gonna smile at me, like you didn’t humiliate me, earlier this afternoon?” he finally spoke.

yourself, as well as us,” his

Asahd rolled his eyes.

serve me,” he ordered to one of the maids that were in charge of

told, while the others served the sultan and Queen. The sultan then ordered them

dear son. A good surprise that will make you feel better,” the Queen

it?” Asahd

not leave this palace and will be supervised

heard what his

Saïda??” he called but she wasn’t

then looked at his parents, and in the most sarcastic manner,

frowned at them. “Like right now. I need a dictionary, to define the words

with a scowl. His father

will make me feel better, and then you, father, spits out that I’ll be locked up in here for two days? It’s preferable I keep the very disrespectful and insulting words, crossing my mind right now, to

let me finish,” the sultan

please do before I really lose my self control on

you imposing conditions and threatening us?” the Queen asked

sultan calmed his wife, immediately. There was

food in his mouth. His parents stared

“being locked up for two days is our little punishment for what you did this afternoon. But on the third day, we’re planning to send you away on a trip to

Asahd looked up.

he asked, his mouth

mother stated. He stared briefly at her, put more food in

temptation. He could make any older person want to beat

a vacation. You’ve never been there. But I know you’ve always told me that you

“Keep talking,” he chewed.

And so, you can

Asahd smiled, putting more

to visit, New

“Yes, sir!”

will. Djafar and Saïda

at the sultan, his smile

me. But why the