Royalty Gone Bad

Asahd’s POV:

That afternoon, Saïda taught me more about the Royal history as planned. Though I didn’t show it so she wouldn’t bother, I still felt bad for not knowing it was her birthday.

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Soon it was evening and Djafar asked us to freshen up and prepare to all go out and celebrate Saïda’s birthday. She used the shower first and then I followed. Djafar after me.

I got all neat before everyone else and went to sit in the living room, to wait for her. I didn’t wait for long because after five minutes or so, I heard her door open and I stood immediately.

Saïda stepped out and my mouth dropped a little.

′Wow.′

Who was I kidding? She was beautiful. The moment I saw her in that superb gown, ponytail and light make up, my breath hitched.

“You look so good. As usual,” she said with a smile, approaching me and fixing my suit.

I was speechless and had not really heard her compliment.

“Asahd?” she called with a soft giggle.

There were butterflies in my tummy all of a sudden. Just like that. Her appearance was simple, yet very hot. She was chic and decent, sure to attract all looks with her pretty smile that night.

I don’t know how I managed to hold her hand and raise it, making her twirl around herself so I could admire her from all angles. Her gown exposed her smooth back and stuck perfectly to her skin.

“You are gorgeous, Saïda,” I finally said something.

“Thank you,” she smiled happily. “The back is not too much, huh? I have never showed this much skin,” she laughed. “Bought this gown a long time ago but didn’t know when or where to wear it. This city is perfect for it.”

“You are perfect in it. I mean it,” I said, swallowing. “You look amazing.”

It wasn’t the first time that Saïda wore beautiful gowns and made up perfectly, but this time, there was something special and different about the circumstances. Now we were friends. Now I had no reason to dislike her. Now I saw beyond the dislike that used to blind me from appreciating her natural features and other personality.

“Hahaha, you’re gonna make me redden even more. Thank you,” she laughed and I smiled down at her.

“Can I hug you? I really need to right now,” I chuckled and she laughed.

“You’re so extra.”

“Not this time,” I admitted, my voice coming out real low, unintentionally. The words just left my mouth in that manner without me thinking or realising.

I saw amusement linger in her eyes and her lips twitched.

“Did you drink?” she mused.

“What? No, what makes you think so?” I chuckled a little.

“You seem breathless and a little agitated,” she laughed.

′Boy, is it still the gown’s effect?! She’s already worn many other beautiful gowns.′

something different this time and it was that I found her even more beautiful than usual. And it wasn’t even the makeup because it was very simple. Then what was it? It was the

in them just because you dislike them and do not even want to try and truly appreciate them. Saïda had already had sophisticated and beautiful make up on before, but by then, I saw nothing special because I didn’t want to see anything. I let my dislike take over. But now that it was gone, Saïda in her simplest form was very beautiful to me. And when

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smiled at

laughed. “Did

didn’t. I haven’t drank alcohol in a

“You used to get drunk every single time, back in Zagreh. And I was afraid you could’ve become a

like I loved alcohol. I just attended way too many parties where I would get drunk.

the sound of that,” she smiled and stepped closer, wrapping her arms around my waist. “Now you can hug

arms around her, hugging her tight. Strange thing was, it gave me some odd satisfaction and I could’ve sworn that a moan

′I’m sick.′

I thought in amusement.

over my shoulder,

perfume too and so I buried my face

very low whimper, mixed with a nervous giggle, escaped

admitted and I chuckled, raising my

but that perfume. You smell even better,” I

out. All chic and ready

clapped and he took a proud,

and then he noticed

eyes watered almost immediately. He grabbed her

very

“I agree,” I smiled.

she

life, my darling. May he continue to bless you

and I

my darling,” he hugged her. Then his phoned biped.

let’s go,” I grabbed Saïda’s fur coat and

gentleman,”

You’re the princess,” I smiled at her. “Would you like a Prince to

“A dream come true.”

gave her my

no one cares about the old man,” Djafar mused,

Walk your self downstairs,”

I grabbed our coats and we all eventually

***

Saïda’s POV:

actually felt very special. My father and Asahd

There were a lot of wealthy people there, I got a little nervous when most people turned to look at me. I grabbed Asahd’s

attract people’s attention,” he whispered

“It’s awkward.”

my father who

“Okay.”

pulled the chair for me. Oooh I was loving this Asahd. We all took our seats and were given the

our orders were

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meal was delicious. I was so happy. They kept me happy throughout and I didn’t want the night to end. I’d received calls from my friends in Zagreh, Noure and my older brother. My day was a total success