The Salem Princess

Chapter 12 : Is he my destiny?

Dyvette slapped Ankha on the cheek, quite hard. After realizing what he had done, Ankha removed his hand from Dyvette.

"Bastard, that was my first kiss!"

Dyvette thumped Ankhamun's chest with a bright red face. Ankhamun tried to hold Dyvette's hand to stop beating him, it didn't hurt, it was just noisy.

"I'm very honored then, Dyvette listen-"

"Go to hell! Let go!"

Dyvette glared at him. Ankhamun had managed to lock her hands.

"Dyvette. I really don't want to be with her, stay with me tonight, okay?" Ankha hugged her, Dyvette was still struggling to let go.

But in the end she gave in to the hug. Somehow, she felt pity, she could feel Ankha's frustration. How does it feel to be forced to marry someone you don't like at all?

They were silent in that embrace, both soaking up every feeling they couldn't express. The two of them were both confused by this suddenly drastically changed atmosphere.

It was obvious they had only met 3 times, at festivals, at home, and at the gem boutique. But why did it feel like they had known each other for so long tonight? Where did this warmth come from?

"Ankhamun. You should be with Lady Estheria tonight, she must be looking for you right now."

Dyvette broke the silence. She no longer addressed him formally because she was too lazy to be too polite.

"I don't care~."

"You should care."

"I do not want to."

"Let go, I'm not running away. Really."

Ankha let go of his hug after thinking for a while.

"I'm not getting married, Ankhamun. If I had the intention, I might have been married a long time ago. I really have no desire to start a household. Especially with someone like you, we don't get along."

"A person like me?"

"You won't have one wife, will you?"

"If you marry me, of course I will only have you."

"I really don't want to get married."

"You haven't tried it yet, so say so."

"Trying what?"

"Marry me."

"It is not funny."

"I'm being serious"

"I'm serious too."

"It doesn't matter, just tonight I want to be with you."

"You are crazy."

"You're the only one who dared to say I'm crazy and still alive today."

"Ankhamun--

Knock knock...

"Prince Farish."

Tahtah's voice was heard.

"Shit.." Ankha cursed softly. "Let him in."

The door opened, Fatih looked at the two of them with a face full of suspicion. Ankha sat across from Dyvette, the balcony was spacious and there was a place to relax.

"What is it, Fatih?" Fatih didn't answer, instead he approached Dyvette after seeing the girl smiling at him.

"Introducing, I'm Fatih from Zabbana." Dyvette accepts his handshake

"Dyvette, from Salem."

"Salem? You're from the capital, apparently." Divette nodded.

"What are you two doing here alone? Ankha, Uncle Jamal has been looking for you." he continued. Ankamun and Dyvette looked at each other.

"We were just chatting. Why are dad looking for me?"

"You rebellious child, your bride is left alone and you are alone with a dancer here, if I don't come you can-you can-. Dyvette immediately interrupted his words, "We didn't do anything strange, sir. Prince Ankhamun was looking for me through Tahtah, I only came here according to his orders."

Dyvette didn't want this person to think that way. Don't let her be mistaken for a dancer who sells bodies!

"Dyvette's right. I just wanted to get acquainted, I'll reward her for her performance."

Fatih's face turned more relaxed. For some reason he also felt annoyed after knowing the two of them were here. Seems quite natural, Fatih had also thought about sending people to find Dyvette and ask the girl to meet him, apparently Ankhamun did it first.

"Okay. You can go, don't let Uncle Jamal know you're alone here with another woman, you just got married, it's not appropriate."

Ankha looked at Dyvette, Dyvette nodded not objecting. Ankhamun reluctantly left the two of them there.

"How old are you, Miss Dyvette?" Fatih sat more relaxed, he watched Dyvette without blinking.

She answer, "Twenty-four years, sir."

"You are married?"

"I'm not married."

Fatih pays more attention to her. It's very strange that there is a woman who is twenty-four and unmarried, even though she's a dancer, she should have a family, right? Even though Dyvette does look young, she is already an adult.

"You're talented and beautiful, why don't you get married?"

"I just don't want to." Dyvette smiled faintly. Fatih was silent for a moment, before asking,

"Can I contact you again in the future?"

Dyvette had been fascinated by Fatih's good looks for a long time, she also noticed that if their eyes were similar, they were the same color.

Is he my mate? Dyvette thought.

"Of course. Are you going to stay long in Kadesh?"

"Only until tomorrow afternoon, may I have your address then?"

Is this what you call love at first sight? Fatih feels it is suitable and wants to have her. Dyvette is really his ideal criteria, but Fatih won't be in a hurry, he will find out about her first after this. Where did she come from and her family..

"I live in West Salem, you can ask where the Mebraah Mansion is when you reach the 19th rose street."

Mansions? Is she a rich woman? Inner Fatih.

"I'll keep that in mind. Have you had dinner yet?"

Knock knock..

"Prince, His Majesty Sultan Assad is looking for you." Tahtah's voice behind the door. Fatih becomes suspicious if it is Ankha's doing who is not willing if they are alone.

"You're a prince?" Dyvette didn't expect this man in front of her to be a prince, it's only natural that his aura was different! Earlier Yve wasn't really focused when Tahtah said his name because she was too panicked.

"I'm Prince Fatih Al-Farishi, son of Sultan Assad. Well, so you know." Just watch out Tahtah, he will punish Ankha's right hand man later. Fatih thought

"I'm Sorry, I do not know." Dyvette stood up and was about to salute but Fatih hastily stopped her

"No need, Miss. I'm not that kind of prince." Dyvette stared at him in silence.

"It seems that our meeting ends here, it's not good if you continue to be alone, your name will be tarnished. I'll go first, until we meet again."

Dyvette kinda blushed. "See you later then." He nodded.

Then Fatih left her there. Dyvette is still smiling, it seems tonight is the beginning of a good change for her life.

"Ankhamun, have a good night." After saying that Dyvette stepped out. Dyvette met Lucas in the dance hall, the man standing by a pile of wine glasses.

"I've been looking for you everywhere since earlier, where are you from, miss?" Lucas asked anxiously after Dyvette approached him.

"Chat with Alma. Let's go home, I'm tired." she smiled loosely, Lucas looked at her without blinking.

Along the way, Dyvette kept dreaming of the two princes. She just kept smiling and touching her lips which were not virgin anymore. Ankhamun's scent continues to haunt her sanity, it turns out that Ankhamun has a soft and spoiled side too, Dyvette daydreams imagining the incident earlier.

"Lucas, I want to know all the information about prince Fatih as soon as possible."

"Prince of the next kingdom?" he asked

"Yes."

After arriving in front of the inn room, Dyvette gave a platinum bracelet that read Ankhamun & Estheria.

"For you. Good night Lucas." Dyvette came in and closed the door.

"Good night." Lucas looked at the bracelet, then gripped it tightly. Lucas will go looking for information about Fatih tonight, and come somewhere. His coach invited him there for a gathering.

They spent the night in Kadesh because Dyvette wanted a quick rest.

* *

Meanwhile, at Kadesh's palace. In the bridal chamber, Estheria was waiting for Ankhamun. Her husband was somewhere, even though she invited Ankhamun to leave early from the party because she wanted to be alone with him, but Ankhamun went again and said he had some business.

Fatih was gathering with his family, they laughed and joked together until the night. Assad and Jamal played chess, while their wives chatted happily with the children.

"Has Ankha been found?" asked Ahmanet.

"Well, maybe he's with his wife now." Fatih replied

"The child looks very depressed, let's pray that after the wedding night, great love will grow in their hearts." Salima said.

Ahmanet and Fatih agree.

"Love comes from getting used to it." continued Zephyr

Ellea was also playing a board game with Haya. And Zephyr became the referee for both of them because Haya had always been nosy in cheating her sister.

* * *

In the middle of the night, Ankhamun intended to go straight to bed with the excuse that he was tired. But Estheria who loved Ankhamun so much started it first, Ankhamun struggled to contain his wild side because he was still shadowed by Dyvette.

Which cat can resist the temptation of a bowl of fish in front of him, right? :D)

In the end, they did. And believe me, Ankhamun is a predator in that regard. Estheria transforms from a seductive fox into a little rabbit in Ankhamun's hands.

"Prince, I can't do it anymore.~"

"You asked for this." Ankhamun grins like a devil..