“Well, let him keep me here against my will and he will live to regret it. Mark my words!” Saja stormed off to her bedroom. Mona and Amber looked at each other. Had she really threatened the Prince? That was an offence that could very well send her to jail. She did not understand this man's power and status. All of it meant nothing to her, otherwise she would have not spoken to him the way she did. Most women would do anything to catch his attention for five minutes and here she was in his house and wasting her opportunity.
Saja slammed the door behi
nd her. She was so furious. She hated being forced to do things against her will. She was very strong minded and stubborn. If the Prince thought that he could keep her there, then he was not going to experience any peace in his days. He was going to regret it. Saja was seeing red. First, it was her so-called father who had brought her to this country and then shipped her off to some man she didn’t know. He had no right to dictate whom she was to marry. He had lost the right to be her father before she was even born. Now, this man she was to marry was worse than her father was. He did not know her and yet he was controlling her. This was a nightmare, one that Saja wished to wake from soon.
Chapter 5
Saja woke to an even bigger catastrophe than she had expected. All her clothes were gone. She thought that maybe they had been unpacked. She checked the closet and it was filled with clothes, but not hers. She called the maids into her room to ask what was going on.
“The Prince had your clothes taken away because they were inappropriate,” Mona said.
“Inappropriate, how?” Saja asked.
“Body hugging,” Mona said quietly. She looked up. “His words not ours,” she quickly added to defend herself and Amber.
“He prefers that you wear the more traditional and loose fitting clothes in the closet,” Amber said.
Saja started laughing sardonically. This was getting more and more messed up. “But I am to leave this morning,” she said, fearing the answer.
“The Prince is still not allowing you to leave,” Amber said.
“Fine! He just started a war he will not win!” Saja said. She went to have a bath and prepare. She walked into the closet and analyzed the clothes. They were not her style at all. She grunted as she flipped through all of them. Finally, she settled on a long blue dress. It had a very low v-neck and short sleeves. Smiling to herself, she made some minor modifications before slipping on a pair of gold-coloured sandals. She tied her hair up and let the room.
“Where is the Prince?” Saja asked.
“He is in his quarters,” Mona replied. She was confused as to why Saja had worn the dress. Both she and Amber had expected her to protest.
“Let's go,” Saja heading for the door.
“He will not like that Ma'am,” Amber warned her.
“Perfect.”
Amber and Mona looked at each other helplessly. They quickly followed Saja and escorted her to the Prince's quarters. When they arrived, his guards would not allow her to enter his chambers. They informed her that he was having breakfast with someone and that the Prince did not appreciate unexpected guests.
“I am his so-called fiancé, not an unexpected guest,” Saja said. The guards looked at each other. “How do you think the Prince would react when he finds out that you insulted his wife to-be?” she added. Mona and Amber looked at each in disbelief. It was clear that she was up to something and they did not want any part of it. The guards bowed their heads and let her through. She smiled and thanked them as she walked in.
The Prince was having breakfast with Badir when Saja walked in. He was somewhat surprised to see her but then again, last night she had shown him that she was a feisty one. He was truly surprised to see her in a loose fitting dress. He did not think she would succumb that easily.
“What brings you by?” The Prince asked Saja.
“Isn't a woman allowed to visit her husband to be whenever she pleases?” Saja questioned as she sat down. Badir instantly felt uncomfortable. No woman ever spoke to the Prince in such a tone. The Prince was amused, as he wondered what she was up to. Saja turned her attention to Badir. “Good morning, sir. I am Saja his betrothed slash prisoner,” she said to him with a smile. Badir did not know how to respond to her introducing herself as his prisoner.
“Hello, Miss Saja. I am Badir, head of security,” he replied.
“Pleased to meet you.”
“The dress suits you better than your previous attire,” the Prince pointed out.
“Yes, but it is a bit hot,” Saja replied as she looked it over. It needs some adjustments. Reaching up, she slowly ripped the left sleeve off. Mona and Amber gasped. Badir's eyes widened. Saja placed the sleeve on the sofa followed closely by the right one. Leaning down, she reached for the bottom of the dress, where she had conveniently loosened the seam already and ripped one side of the dress up past her knee. She exhaled loudly. “That feels better,” she said and smiled. The Prince stared at her silently. She was determined to annoy him. She was going to live to regret it.
“You are full of surprises aren't you?”
“Shall I leave?” Badir asked. He did not feel that it was appropriate for him to be there.
“No, do stay with us,” Saja said sweetly. She turned to one of the Prince's maids and asked her to bring her a plate so that she could join them for breakfast. The maid brought out a plate promptly.
“You do not act like how a woman should,” The Prince said to Saja.