Analetta

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My face.
Mortified.

Sameeka's face.
Mad scared and almost annoyed.

I didn't even want to be one of his targets.

Oh my fucking god.

𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴, 𝓐𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓪

"T-there's been some type of misunderstanding. I never wanted to be chosen."
I say, scared and frozen.

Watching everyone leave he replies with a:
"Well too bad, I saw you, I love you, you're mine now. No leaving me."

Cocky.
I hate him.
Sameeka seems like she's crying while she walks away and I hold back a rainstorm.
W-why me though?
I never wanted to die being executed.

And oh my I wish there was a way I could be free from it.

I wish I could.

Being brought to the palace, there lies a large hallway filled with carving on leaves of Chogan.

Stone cut for windows and a bright green leaf to cover it.

I am brought to my new bedroom, and I mean, the bed is really comfortable.
It was almost like a cloud.

But the hatred for me fell past that cloud.

The king then asks me, while I'm on the bed.
"how's your stay and, what would you want right now dear?"

I sigh, frustrated and angry.
"I want my friend. Sameeka, the one you shooed off with the skateboard." I reply rocky.

The king looks almost suprised, and annoyed.
"Fine."
He replies, trying to be calm.

We both know each other is annoyed.
And he slams the leafy door I have, barely making a sound.

And an hour later, I hear someone cry in the hallway, I peek out to see and I see Sameeka, helplessly chained with twine.

The king asks for her name and she replies with a teary bed of freedom.
Impatient he asks again and she replies after.

Seconds later I see the guards eye my room and walk with Sameeka being dragged dour of her own free will.

Tears run down like droplets, and crying is heard beyond my door.
I see the door open, and then Sameeka is thrown into the room that I'm in.

I start tearing up at the look of her face in my room and she crys happiness and not sadness.

The king enters the room and replies with a dull, "There, happy now ?"
Pissed off and angry he bolts onto his throne.
We laugh a bit and I help her up.
She starts to speak and I stare at her for a while, horrified and joyus.

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