Jafar stormed into his Father's chambers in annoyance, breathing heavily he slammed the door shut. Maximus sat on his couch, sipping his wine.
"And what brings you to my court, son?" He drawled at Jafar.
"You know exactly why I am here Father!" Jafar replied in a loud tone, anger brewing off from him. "Why did you tell Ditya to call off her engagement with Jamal? And why is she getting married to me?" He yelled.
"You heard the news? Then get ready to be a groom to be, I got you some suitable attires, you should try them on"
"Father! What is all this about? First you wanted Sarafina off the page, now you are getting me married to Ditya without saying a word to me! Are you sure this is all for me or for your own selfish reason because I am clearly tired and I can't do this anymore" Jafar shouted.
Maximus sprang up. "You said what?"
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SARAFINA.Okay, I think right now is the time for a little drama, that's the only way I can stop them. I ran to the front of the carriage, cleared my throat and started screaming. "Stop! Stop this carriage! Stop it right now! The prince thinks he can get me pregnant and then get married to a princess huh? I will never allow that, over my dead body will I give birth to a fatherless child" The guards at the gate immediately tried to grab me, thankfully they didn't recognize me because of the burqa on my face."What is wrong with you maiden, don't you have any shame huh?" One of them asked as he got hold of my hand. I swung hack and kneed him in his dick, he doesn't know that I have thrown shame to the wind because I have to save the royal house."Tell the prince to come down, or I will go out into the festival and yell it out to the whole Zedora, and I will kill myself and the baby in addition" I screamed."Are you crazy, leave the way now!"
JAMAL."We found something unusual" Khan stated once we got to the front of Maximus chambers."Don't tell me he fled the city" Appa said."Nothing like that" Khan replied."Get me out of here! Tell that wench to let me go this instant!"I pushed open the door and entered to find Maximus struggling on a chair but nothing was tying him down.I huffed. This is strange, but wait! I instantly turned to my left to find Jafar laying sprawled on the floor in a pool of blood with a knife plunged to his belly."Jafar!" I yelled getting down on my knees beside him. "You did this to your son, didn't you?" I yelled at Maximus who was staring me with a smirk on his face. I felt Jafar's pause.. It was so low, you would think it wasn't there."Thankfully he is still alive, get him to the clinic fast" I ordered as the guards lifted him up and took him out.Appa stalked towards Maximus. "Seems like someone was here before us
°SIX MONTHS LATER°SARAFINA.I sighed as I finished knitting the last touch on the scarf.It has been six months. Six months since I took an arrow for the royal family...Six months since Maximus and his allies who happened to be elders at the council were sentenced to death for murder and treason.Six months since Kayla was found dead at her apartment, obviously killed by Maximus.Six months since Jafar was accepted into Pecan as rightful heir of the throne, obviously he survived the knife wound.Six months since Zella and Pooja opened a dancing school with the help of Queen Mila.Six months since Ditya went back to Pecan after pleading for forgiveness in front of the whole council.Most importantly its been six months since I last saw him...Jamal.. My Jamal.Actually he went on a royal trip to the civilized province to convince them to bring their technics into Zedora,
SARAFINA. The morning sun shone directly into my eyes as I blinked it open. I looked around remembering that my step mum didn't allow me to sleep at home yesterday night because I didn't finish selling the knitted scarfs she asked me to make. I had to sleep in one of the open stalls that was in front of our house. I slapped a palm on my thigh as an housefly tried to feed on me, I stood up grabbed the sack of scarfs and made my way into the house. My name is Sarafina Belaird. My mum died when I was three. I didn't really know her cause I was very little, so I couldn't grieve her. Dad remarried when I clocked six. Kayla was a good woman or so I thought. She was very nice to me when she was courting Dad, she bought me things,she even made scarfs for me. She taught how to make them too. She had three daughters. Raina, Zella and Cirona. Ra
SARAFINA. * * 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. .&nb
SARAFINATears...They had become a part of me ever since Kayla married Father. I swiped it off my face as I made my way out of the house with absolutely no destination.My stomach hurt like crazy coupled with the fact that I haven't tasted anything since morning.I decided to go to the waterfall, which wasn't really far from home. It is where I go whenever I need to think.I got there few minutes later, I sat on a nearby rock, picking pebbles and throwing it randomly into the peaceful water.The rush of water was like soothing notes to my bothered soul.I began to imagine how my life would have turned out if ummi(mother) was still alive. Would my life have been any better?Would I have to sell knitted scarfs even in the hot sun? Would I spend the night in open stalls?Mum, can you see me now? I'm really suffering here because you just had to leave when I barely knew you. Maybe things
SARAFINA Jojo shook her head sadly after I finished telling her my story. "I think your stepmother is possessed" she said. "I mean why will a woman be as wicked as that" I shrugged. "I don't blame her, I'm not her daughter anyway" "Nevertheless, no woman should treat a child the way she does to you, I'm surprised you haven't run away from home" I laughed. "Run to where?" She sighed as we kept on walking. It was already dark when we got to her house, she pushed the door open and entered motioning for me to come in. I entered and looked around There was a lighted candle on the table that illuminated the room. "Nana!, I'm back" Jojo yelled into the room. There was rustling of feet from the inner room. "Jolene" The voice sounded familiar. Her Nana came out
SARAFINA One time he is talking to me like he isn't the cold prince we all know and then suddenly he is living up to his title by almost choking a maid to death. And then he is looking straight at me and falling into unconsciousness. Fear gripped me when his eyes met mine after I called his name, why is it when he left the hall where I was that a thing like that happened to him? What if they think I'm responsible for his sudden cruel change. I quickly ran back into the room and resumed my work. The palace was in chaos after the incidence, words had gotten into the streets of Zedora. Did you hear what I heard? I heard voices from outside, I slowly walked to the window sides and peeped to see four maids sitting at the pool side. "What did you hear? "Do you know that new maid? &nbs