Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 66

* EXPLICIT CHAPTER! *

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Asahd’s POV:

That night at around 7pm, while dinner was being prepared and would be served in two hours, I showered and then wore my shirt and trousers.

I climbed on my bed and put on the TV to watch. Everything was fine until, as usual, Saïda’s name popped into my head and I remembered what I’d planned to do.

I sat up immediately, sitting at the edge of my bed.

“Guard?! Guard?!” I called one of my guards and one soon entered.

“Yes, my Prince?” he bowed, getting on one knee.

“Please, get Saïda for me. Tell her to bring my schedule book along. I need to add some activities and discuss about them with her. Tell her to waste no time,” I stated in the most serious manner ever.

“Yes, my Prince,” he excused himself and left immediately. I smiled to myself.

Saïda’s POV:

I was in the huge library, going through more of that part of Zagreh’s story which I hadn’t read yet.

I was reading and taking down important notes when suddenly, a guard walked in.

“Good evening, Miss Saïda,” he greeted.

“Good evening,” I greeted back.

“The Prince has requested to see you. He demands that you bring along his schedule book so he adds new activities to his list and discuss them.”

My heart skipped several beats at a time and I froze.

′Oh no. There’s no way he wants to add activities to his schedule.′

“M– me?” I asked, stupidly. I was beginning to feel nervous.

The guard seemed a little surprised at my dumb question.

“Yes, miss. You are the Prince’s royal Adviser.”

Once we returned, the sultan had decided that I was officially Asahd’s royal adviser while my father would be his own adviser, as well as the Queen’s.

“Now?” I muttered, feeling even more nervous. I didn’t want to go. I knew what was awaiting me. Oh no.

“Yes, miss,” the confused guard replied.

“I’m– um, please can you tell him that I’m going through the Royal history in order to prepare him for the first ceremony of his future crowning. Immediately I finish, I’ll come see him.”

The guard frowned a little.

“Miss Saïda, do you dare refuse to follow the Prince’s orders?”

′Oh gawd.′

“No, no. I just–”

“The Prince ordered me to come call you and not to waste time. I have already and a lot. Please stand and follow me back. Order from the authority here. Now,” he stated firmly and I wanted to disappear. He was doing his job after all. Asahd was terrible. He knew there was no way I could run from him when his authority was involved.

“Okay,” I muttered and stood, closing the huge book I was reading. My heart was already racing like crazy as I thought of going to Asahd’s room. I grabbed the schedule book.

′Oh, what is this?′

I left the library with the guard behind me.

We went up the stairways and down the long corridors, to Asahd’s door. I felt like I was already running out of air.

The guard stepped ahead and knocked at the door.

“Come in,” we heard Asahd reply.

He opened the door for me and I stepped in, my knees a little shaky. The guard followed behind.

“Miss Saida, your Highness,” the guard said.

Asahd was sitting on his bed, his white shirt, completely unbuttoned and exposing his smooth chest and abed tummy. He also had his trousers on. Seeing him like that already made me breathless and very nervous.

′Oh gawd, please I don’t want to be left alone with him.′

I thought nervously and a very low whimper escaped my lips.

Asahd looked so serious that I flinched a little.

“I said not to waste time, didn’t I. It’s been minutes since I sent for you,” he stated firmly with a little frown. “What took you this long to come, Saïda?” he demanded.

I was speechless and my mouth was slightly open. I was surprised too because he actually looked annoyed.

“Can I have an answer?” he asked in the same firm manner.

“Um, my Prince, I–”

I’d been avoiding his eyes and so for the first time since I’d entered his room, I looked up at them. And I realised something. Though he was frowning, there was clear amusement in his eyes.

′I’m finished.′

I thought, my breath hitching. I realised he was being this serious just because the ignorant guard was there.

′Immediately this guard leaves, I’m finished.′

I became even more anxious and could hardly stand still. The way Asahd affected me was something I’d never experienced before. I’d never been this nervous to be alone with someone.

“I was reading the sultanate’s history, your Majesty.”

“So? I called you for something important, Saïda,” he frowned again.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. Do you have the schedule book with you?”

“Yes.”

“Alright,” he turned to the guard. “You may leave now. Thank you. And close the door behind you, please.”

“Yes, your Highness.”

I watched the guard turn and open the door to leave. I almost begged him to stay. He stepped out and closed the huge door behind him.

I swallowed and looked at Asahd who still had a serious expression on.

“It should be the last time, Saïda,” he stated firmly.

′Oh, maybe he is serious.′

“Yes, my Prince. I’m sorry.”

“Fine. Lock the door.”

I stopped breathing.

′I am done with. He isn’t serious at all.′

“Why?” I muttered.

“Are you questioning my orders now, Saïda?” he asked seriously and with wide eyes.

“No, I just–”