His Queen

HUMAIR’S POV I constantly glanced down to her stomach where her injury was, she was bleeding and by now her battle attire was stained with blood, her face was covered by the black veil she used in shielding her face, the only thing visible to me were her eyes, eyes that were so black they reminded of the night,   She attacked again and once more, I defended myself against her attack but made no move to attack her as well, she was a woman no matter how skilled she was and I will never fight a woman, I had my dignity to consider as well, she attacked once more, I simply stepped aside, her attacks were getting flimsy and she was getting angry,   “Why don’t you attack me? Fight me like you would any opponent” Queen Ifza said   I could sense she was weaker from her voice, the initial arrogance with which she spoke had reduced considerably, I didn’t want to hurt her,   “Stop this madness Queen Ifza, you are injured, your people are outnumbered, this is not a battle you can win” I said to her,   “Be quiet!” she said and attacked once more and again, I defended it easily   I was getting tired of this fight, many people were dying while she refused to let go of her pride and accept defeat, the sooner this battle ended, the better it will be for both sides, with that single thought in mind, I attacked,   At first she seemed to be caught off guard, she hadn’t expected my attack but she managed to defend herself, without giving her a moment of pause I attacked again, she succeeded in defending the first three attacks, I needed to end this now and fast, I raised my sword and brought it down with such force, our swords collided and a loud “Clang” was heard, her sword broke into two parts, I could see the shock register on her face when the sword broke, I raised my sword to her neck,   *********************************** BANAFSHA’S POV “You have lost Queen Ifza, surrender now and your people can live” king Humair said to me,   I looked down at the broken sword in my hand, Saiful Azman was broken, my father’s sword was broken, I felt a feeling of loss deep in my heart, I looked around, the battle field was covered in blood and bodies, the bodies of my people, I had led them to their deaths, I looked at Jawhar, he was bleeding from his head, I could the shock in his eyes when he broken sword in my hand,   I lowered my head, I had lost and I must accept defeat to save my people   “I will surrender, you can take me as your prisoner or kill me if you wish but I ask only thing of you, let my people go” I said   “I give you my word Queen Ifza” King Humair said   I exhaled, I would rather die than kneel but for my people, I could do anything, slowly I lowered myself to the ground, my entire body shook with anger as my knees touched the rough ground, i turned to look at Jawhar, I could see the pain in his eyes, with a look of resignation on his face, he also threw his sword to the ground and knelt down, my soldiers followed suite and also knelt down, the look on their face broke my heart to pieces and made my blood boil, the sound of the battle horn sounded throughout the battle field, the battle was over and we had lost, I had lost.   King Humair stepped forward, he used the tip of his sword to take off the veil from my face, I raised my head angrily to look at him, I could see the shock as it registered on his face, had he expected something else? For now, I couldn’t care much for what he was thinking, I had just led my people to destruction and possibly s*****y.   The feeling of loss overcame me once more, I had failed my people.   ************************************* HUMAIR’S POV “The battle is over your Majesty, Victory is ours” Nihal said to me   I was still in shock at the beauty of the woman before me, I had expected a woman with a scared face or frightful ugliness, why else will she keep her face hidden from the world, but before me was a woman of great beauty, her lips were as a red as blood and those eyes that looked like deadly flames burned within them, she lowered her head once more and I couldn’t see her face once more, there was something about this woman I found intriguing, very intriguing indeed.   I turned to my general, who was also my best friend, he had a bruise on his left eye, I placed my hand on his shoulder “You fought well today my friend”   He nodded his head and said “As did you, your majesty” I smiled and walked away leaving queen Ifza and her people kneeling on the battle field, Nihal was following close behind me, and my soldiers chanted the words “Victory is ours!”   The battle was over.