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Sahib
I was practicing my sword fighting when I felt a presence behind me. Who would have a death wish to sneak in my house to attack me? Carefully and taking the intruder by surprise, I turned back to punch the offender in the face but stopped when I saw the intruder was — a girl. A girl? A girl had sneaked in my house.
She looked young— almost eighteen. My eyes for a very minute second stopped on her face. She was beautiful. Her dark, dusky skin glowed in the light. She was wearing an old, worn out blouse and a skirt reaching down her ankle. Her long dark hair were braided neatly. The dark coat of kohl only enhanced her beauty. But what was a girl doing in my house? Especially at this hour?
I narrowed my eyes at the girl I had rarely saw in the village— helping the old
