Ula rushed through the halls quickly as the walls around her continued to rumble unsteadily, precariously.
The blood on her hands she couldn't tolerate. she needed to wash it off. She ran into her rooms and thrusted her soiled hands into the water left in the basin, not upended by the sudden attack. Guilt crept into her throat, but she pushed it down immediately. She needed to do what she did for her own survival.
The Fazuk cared nothing for her. it was up to herself to secure her own path, not leave it to the whims of man. Her mothers words reverberated through her mind constantly, as they did since her untimely death.
Yes. Ula declared she would secure her position even if it meant the Fazuk's death. He always seemed unconcerned with her anyhow. Occupying himself with whores rather than recognizing her unique beauty
Many men in her own clan had fought and killed for the right of her hand only to be turned away in favor of a more superior future. Her father knew she would take over their own clan easily/ It was her birthright, but he insisted she was meant to secure more; to grow their clan ever further. To heights never seen before. Wit their alliance she could rule both Hariyul and have sway over Leviki, plus an solid alliance with the Razik. Achieving what no clan has ever before.
Especially for a woman. the thought undoubtedly swayed Ula. The seduction of power was a heady allure. irresistible. Particularly when it was all she could claim for herself. She certainly couldn't claim love. Not from her husband not even from her father. No one had ever truly loved her, Only saw her as a means to an end. So This was all she had. Her own accomplishments whether rought from blood or not
Reluctantly Her father found her that evening after the attack spouting his displeasure and demands at her as he always did
"You were supposed to kill him. You were supposed to kill her! Instead we have a not dead Fazuk, demanding to rescue a mere harlot ! you are lucky she had been declared to be valuable! Yet if the Fazuk lives.....You have ruined everything you insolent girl!!! "
"I have not!" Ula hissed not turning to face him
"If he awakes and recalls who tried to kill him. what then?" He demanded
Ula said nothing knowing he spoke truth she was doomed
"He will not recover" She murmured weakly
"You had better hope he does not." He gripped her shoulders in a fierce bruisng grip "I will not hesitate to kill you myself, before i allow your incomptetence to ruin all my carefully laid plans. Daughter or not" he sneered before he let go and left her room
Ula shuddered at the threat swallowing hard
When he left she sank low to the ground in despair, unaware someone listened intently at the door hearing the whole nefarious plot
Yema sulked away quickly. she needed to reach Elka tell her what she had heard. The Fazuk was betrayed by his own bride, The Leviki was plotting against him. She could hardly believe it
Before she could reach his chambers a figure stepped into her path stalling her
He scowled down at her with a lecherous grin
"You are a very pretty one" He stated menacingly
Yema recognized the voice from the one she had just heard. She knew instantly he Had saw her snooping
Her heart beat erratically with dear
"Th..Thank you Fazuk" she adverted her eyes hoping he would leave her be
He grabbed at her abruptly. Yema jumped away rapidly
"I belong to the Fazuk. i am afraid he would be most upset if he finds any other has touched me"
The Leviki Fazuk advanced still unperturbed
"As i am a Fauzk as well and he is indisposed at the moment i am sure he will not mind"
Fear spiked inside Yema as she looked into the Fazuk's eyes. He knew and He meant to silence her
She turned to flee away but a flurry of his men blocked her only escape. She knew then what would be here fate, Resigning Yema only hoped that Elka was smart enough to learn the truth before it was too late. She truly did love the Fazuk. He unfortunately never felt the same for her. Still she would take that love to her grave clutching it as if a scarce, precious treasure
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A MONTH AND A HALF LATER
Amari had been forced to attend dinners with the Fazuk where they ridiculed her clan and her love, where the Razik clan Fazuk made his interest in her clear. She never encouraged him. She constantly reminded him that her purpose was to build him the bombs and nothing else. It seemed to keep him at bay, but Amari worried soon enough it wouldn't.
She had long finished constructing the dummy bombs and the test ones. He had tested a few and was giddy with satisfaction. That night Amari had to endure more than the occasionally forceful kiss or grope. The Fazuk was merry more than she had seen since her arrival. He boasted of an assured victory. The Orion was confirmed wedded and now injured as they had hoped
Amari fought the rage that night along with her tears. She longed to plunged a sharp object deep into the Fazuk's esophagus and end his miserable worthless life
The only thing that humbled her bloodlust was the News that Orion's death was not what the Fazuk wished, because he threw dishes, ranted and slaughtered a few of his warriors when it came. She had learned that the Leviki clan including Ula was apart of Orion's failed assassination attempt
At first Amari was loathed to believe it. Ula had been her first friend when no once else had. They shared secrets and tales with one another. Now Amari questioned whether any of it was true or a ploy
Her heart ached as she was sure the clan did with the news of her betrayal. Still Amari was hopeful it meant Orion was still alive unlike the Razik Fazuk hoped. One particular day she overheard talk of storming against the clan while he was still recovering. To assure victory
Amari's heart ached at the news of his injury but she stayed deceptively calm and plotted her next move. Chemist were logical people, very intelligent. Logically her mind told her to discover a clever way to place herself in a position to do more. She was after all the more inferior being by hundreds of generations
The thought came to her one night as she laid singing once again on her thin cot amongst the bare floor
It was an age old tried and true method one she had been reluctant to use until now because of the danger and implication it could evoke
However Amari was desperate. Orion was hurt, the clan in jeopardy still. The Razik Fazuk had not kept his word and had declared they would ride out the day after tomorrow to conquer her clan for good
Amari would seduce and gain his trust, his favor and make sure she was with those men riding out. She would summon her inner Marilyn Monroe and use it to her advantage. After all they were the bobs of her own creation, she knew best how to utilize them. Coupled with her womanly sway she would convince the Fazuk of that fact also and then she would save her clan
She only hoped it would work in time. She only had one shot and the clans life, Orion's life depended on it...........................................................................
In case you were wondering Yema was raped to death //so sad
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