Uncertainty

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Saravi.

I couldn't help the shiver in my spine as I recieved the information. Even the thought was enough to paralyze me. And, though I tried to tell myself to react I couldn't.

It was more intese matter as these men really think they are doing the right thing. I couldn't understand how they cannot see that innocent lives are not a springboard to gain power. I couldn't get how they can simply find this reality ideal enough to fight for and not to forget they seem brave enough to put thier lives on line for it.

And, now more than ever I was feeling a strong hate for the man I once thought I wanted. Before, I didn't know if one can have this much change of the heart ever. I didn't know at what point my revulsion for Kalil changed into love? Because at this moment I lack words to describe what I feel for Kalil.

I feel as if I have bound to him forever.

"You want to go too?"

Ismail's voice got me out of the trance. I licked my now very dry lips and shook my head in denial slowly.

"No...I just wanted to stretch my legs." I replied lowly.

But my nervousness was enough to capture his attention because he frowned giving me a long look before turning to his men.

"What did you tell her?" He asked very seriously making the man's smile slowly fade.

I need to pull myself together. I need to do it right now. Ismail seemed a very cunning man and I knew he will notice even the smallest detail as he is doing now.

The man stutters not knowing what to say, nor understanding what mistake he has made. In that, I dare to take Ismail's arm slowly and form a smile on my face.

"He was just happy about my escape,..." I started carefully.

"My nervousness and tension right now is because I am very tired. My stay this past week at the palace was not very comfortable, Ismail, I almost died."

My words literally loosen his tension, removing the trace of any doubt on his face. A quiet settlement appeared at his face as he gives the low command for us to start walking again while I let the breath I was holding out.

The road continued while the men in front of us walk without hesitation. Ismail joins me as much as he could therefore I only had a few seconds when they turns from side to side or inspects the route to launch the corresponding dye.

I was exhausted, even in some strokes I have nodded more than once. This time when I got my hand in the bag there was nothing.

"We are only a few minutes away," Ismail announced passing me a smile.

Darkness was not so pressing now perhaps it was more than four in the morning, whereas our trip was for three hours, and exactly when I saw the clock in the room when I was leaving, it was midnight.

Campfires and movements suddenly make me wake up. Without a doubt we had arrived and without a doubt the Ayatola group has dispersed to many places in the forest. With this place of course being the one I had never seen before.

Several men whistle and boo when our horses were visible to them. Ismail stopped his horse and returns a few meters where I was. He pulled out a brown cape among his things and offered it to me.

"Put it on, and cover your head," he ordered looking at the tents that were all over the place.

Without hesitating or asking any questions I take it and put it on in such a way that only half of my face could be seen downwards before I started walking along with Ismail who was detailing everything in my step.