The Werewolf Prince

Cursed Destiny

" Love conquers all " . . .

Maybe not when you have a knife pushed against your neck , and it is freaking cutting you .

Nadia could not comprehend as to how she ended up in this vulnerable position . After a minute's death stare too , Qasir was not eager in loosening his grip , neither was he content with her silence , so he was pushing it more , and more . Nadia would have liked him to push his knife more and more in her , but alas , this was a completely opposite situation , wasn't it .

The way Nadia was taken by surprise , it now seemed like however intensely Qasir was captured by Nadia's presence , Nadia was even more bedazzled by him . The way this chance meeting was breaking her heart , and Qasir's cut throat attitude was not helping at all .

Qasir asked again , but this time , it was even scarier . His baritone voice had got even lower , his jaws clenched , as if he was trying his best to hide a satanic demon within . He said , " return me the dagger or suffer my wrath , filth " .

Hearing that adjective from the person who she had supposedly fallen for at first sight was not a pleasant feeling at all . . . A strong , athletic girl like Nadia was not usually affected by strangers as such , but this was a different case for her . Tears welled up in her eyes , and in a choked up voice , almost in a whispering tone , she said , " I cannot do as you say , for I am under oath ! "

Qasir's hold loosened a bit , hearing her predicament . Although he was still angry , he was righteous . Coming from a poor house hold , his conscience had developed at an early age , and he would never do a wrong thing . Plus , he was angry because he was very possessive of his goods ( even if most of

it were stolen ones ) . Decreasing the evident rage in his voice , he asked Nadia , " why , if I may ask " . Nadia , a little relieved by being able to breathe a little better than before , said , " well , it is a long story , and a little complicated relative to our situation right now , indeed , sweet sir " .

Sweet sir . His actions were not sweet indeed , and certainly not Sir - like . She was trying to butter him up . A diplomat indeed , she was .

Unaffected by her sweet efforts , Qasir said , " My eyes , and my knife , both are on you , sweet girl , and they have not intentions of moving before you give me a legitimate answer . We do certainly have time for a story . So sure , go ahead . "

Nadia let out a breath of drudge as to how stubborn and dramatic this boy is , but was a little relieved too , since he gave her a chance to explain herself .

So she started . " My name , Sir , is Nadia Sofia , of House Barbestellus , and am the daughter of Lord Harun , current representative of the aforetold House , and the Wazir to His Royal Highness , Shah Quazir , The King of the Wandals , first of his name . Although we belong to the sister - house of the royal family , so that the people do not think that the royals are biased , our humble residence was made outside the Citadel " , an exception to the existing rules , even if The Wazir is the second in power in the kingdom . "

This made Qasir realise that he had seen her before , obviously in a completely different set up , in completely different drapes , and with a completely different vision . The Wazir's residence was two blocks aways from his home . And yes , the people in the town really did commend the Wazir to have had his house among them , not as self righteous , pompous aristocrats above them , residing behind the high walls of the Citadel .

Nadia continued . " Everything was good for our family , by the Gods' blessings . But . . . one day , something I feel truly evil , happened . My best friend is Assyri , The Princess of Hyderabad , next in line to the royal Barbestellan Throne . I used to stay in her chambers often , and often spend the night . So for getting ready next day , I used to use her personal bathing chambers . As I was bathing in the royal waters one day in the Citadel , getting ready to help my father in running some royal errands , as I would usually do . . . I felt someone was behind the curtains . I have a gift . To feel , to sense , the positivity of someone's soul . To detect if that person has a positive , or a negative presence . And I felt something beyond negative . I sensed Satan himself .

I shuddered in fear . The cold water running through the middle of my spine was not numbing enough as this treacherous presence around me . Circling behind the curtains . I wrapped my drapes haphazardly , and immediately got out of the waters . To find nobody there .

I immediately went to my father , who was , at that time , having a talk with His Royal Highness , Shah Quazir . As I started telling him about my conundrum , with a panic in my voice as I was utterly scared , as to who had such guts to breach someone's privacy like this , let alone the privacy of the daughter of the Royal Wazir , my eyes went towards The Shah , and , instead of looking panicked in empathy , he gave this dangerous , evil smirk , with his lips perked a little towards one side .

By that evil smile alone , I understood everything . That black figure behind the curtains , Satan's decent on Earth Himself , was none other than the Shah .

And , as soon as my lips stopped moving after completing the story . The Shah spoke . . . He said , " Wazir Harun . . . You know how particular I have been of my subjects over the years . I make sure that none of my subjects have a single thing unticked in their life . I try to tick away every want they have . And you are my most trusted , and my most loyal subject . Your beautiful daughter , Nadia , has grown of her age . Her body developed to ripeness , for marriage . " Such lewd words coming from the Shah left me speechless . I never thought that Shah Quazir would comment on my body like that . Being a little ashamed to hear all that himself , but obviously not showing that , my father asked His Royal Highness , " My King , My Shah . . . what solution do you propose . For your judgement is supreme , and your will absolute . Your loyal subject will follow your opinion as an order . " Giving off his extremely creepy smile , again , The Shah said , " Let me marry your daughter . Let our sister Houses unite once again . And make this kingdom more united , and stronger , like old times . " "