KANO STATE, NIGERIA.

"She is so charming, friendly and nice. Such hard combination in a person." Lubabatu whispered to the girls as they stood by the door of the Chamber waiting for the couple to walk out so they can accompany them to the main Palace.

"Why do I still dislike her though? I feel like she is just too good to be true." Mansura grumbled though she knew it was her jealousy speaking there not at all her Mistress's blemish.

"She is nice and that is all that matters. Whatever she does, should not concern us if she is nice." Jinah vouched, not at all caring about what goes around. Her mistress is nice, they will get along just fine and all she does with the Royals is not her own cup of tea.

"Yeah, I agree with Jihan." Aidah nodded, crossing her arms underneath her voluptuous chest.

Soon, Imad and Usayma walked out laughing at some joke they made with his arms thrown around her shoulders. They look like the ideal happy couple living in a house with white fence and expecting their first baby. They look too contented for Amirah's peace of mind, she hates that sight with the whole fibre and pore of her being. It is getting harder for her to stay white and in the sideline when they are all lovey dovey with each other. And to think this is her first day being their chambermaid.

Has he forgotten about her already?

He looks extremely handsome in his set of kaftan. Sighting on alabaster coloured set of kaftan, matching it with onyx Zannah Bukar cap, he looks exquisite even. She's forgotten just how good he looks in everything he wears but seeing it right in front of her only prove how stupid and childish she was some years ago. The man is the real definition of gorgeousness, keeping aside his ethereal personality. She feels like the most unfortunate, inauspicious and misfortunate woman to grace the earth.

Gone was the nineteen year old boy she knew some years ago. Right in front of her is a contented man in love with his wife. His dark five o'clock hairs making him look older than his age of twenty two, almost twenty three. The man in front of her grew up well in those three years they were apart. It's like her leaving him only made him more happy and more handsome than when she was with him, it hurts so bad to think like that but that is how she feels.

His full hair which she loves running her hands into in those hours she's spent married to him, down to his crooked nose where he got blown by one of his classmate when he made a bet on her. She would never forget the day they started talking, that was the day he jumped into her defence when her senior entrapped her in a hallway that he was dared to kiss her for three minutes. She was timorous and alarmed by that, it unnerved her. He came to her rescue just few hours after knowing her name, she is forever indebted to him.

And those lips, those luscious full lips meant only to kiss her. Where has she even gone wrong again? Because just looking at those sensual lips makes her body tingle with the burning need to be all over him again like he was with Usayma. The way he kissed Usayma and the way he kisses her is far different. He kisses her with so much passion, fervour and zeal that makes her stomach tighten with fireballs all the time while with Usayma, he is rougher. How she wish he would kiss her again and again and again. Is that a good thing or bad? She has no idea.

Unconsciously, her toes curled in her shoes at the thought of their kisses. She blushed, her eyes still fixated on him, but it was not only hers, even the rest of the maids have their eyes on him. They are all ogling at the fine specie and also the youngest Prince. The one that makes you blush because of the sexual appeal he is oozing without even looking at you in the eye, just the sight of you is enough to hypothesize you. She is no better than them, not after she's had the taste of what he is like.

Seeing the long width of his chest, to his broad shoulder and biceps is enough to make her succumb to her hearts wishes, to run down the memory lane of their first night together. The time where he teased her to the extent where she yelled at him to leave her alone to take action. He had the nerve to laugh, it makes her smile now at the thought. They have always been one mixed rotten pair but always perfect to pieces of jigsaw.

"Let's go." Aidah nudged her for the nth time that day to get her attention.

Now that she's thought about it, the day has been very long. There never was a day that lasts this long, except the time when she had to leave Chicago as soon as possible. The day she ruined every little beautiful thing that has ever happened to her miserable and incompetent life. The little peace she had was ruined by her own bare hands, she killed her joy and felicity the day after she got married. Now is not the time to grave out the past even though seeing him in front of her just dug them out.

Not now!

"Yeah, let's go. I need to go home as soon as possible though. I know Najla won't sleep till I get her some food and so would Afaf." She whispered back to Aidah, moving out of the way for her ex husband and his new wife to pass.

They followed behind them along with the guards till they reached the main palace where they are not allowed in. The girls said goodbye to them and left to stay by the bench till they come out and dismiss them for the night. It is Amirah's time off though, she doesn't stay in the quarters which is why she leaves around seven or eight in the evening. And for the first time, she doesn't want to leave the palace.

She knows it has something to do with Imad, she wants to see what is going to happen but she also has responsibilities waiting for her at home. If she can, she would stay with them in the Chamber and monitor what they are going to do the whole night. Will he kiss his new wife like he does when he kissed her some years back?

She also wants to go inside and see what is going on in the dining room with the other Royals. Have they accepted her? Are they laughing together with her? She wants to find out, she is itching to do so but knew she can't.

"Ugh." She grumbled totally forgetting about the girls beside her now looking at her like she is some Alien. The frustration is evident on her face and eyes so she forced a smile to keep them away from questioning.

"Are you okay now?" Jinah asked, her eyes eying Amirah from head to toe. There is something about the girl that nerved Amirah, it's like she could see you for who you are and murder away your disguise.

"I'm fine. I just remembered that I need to take some things of mine from Uzair before leaving." She gave another tight lipped smile and stood up.

"Oh, you are leaving already?" Aidah probed, the girl doesn't look eager to go home anymore. What suddenly changed?

"Yes, my sister and niece are waiting for me." She sighed in despair then waved goodbye at the girls before making her way to the kitchen. Thanking God the whole way that it isn't far from the main palace, it's the same wing.

"You are leaving already?" Uzair asked, putting the takeaway for her in a paper bag he took from one of the cabinets in the kitchen. He kept some for her even though she doesn't work there anymore, he will continue to do so.

"Yes, you know I have people waiting." She beamed, taking the paper bag with a smile of gratitude etched across her face. She can't thank the man for that, he is just the best.

"I don't like the new person posed here for me. She likes flirting and hardly does any work unlike you. I'm going to have to talk to Adda Nana about changing her for me. Maybe bring you back here." He commented, leaning his figure on the kitchen island just behind him whilst folding his hands around his lean chest.

In all honesty, Amirah don't even know if she wants to work in the kitchen anymore or swallow her jealousy while looking at her ex husband getting too cozy with her supposed friend. It makes her hate the word friends more at the moment. But seeing Imad makes her happy, complete and contented so maybe she will stay there and work. She needs to see him all time, see whether he's forgotten about her or forgave her. Something that sounds almost impossible to her own ears. It's good seeing him healthy.

"I don't want to come back here and get Adda Nana on my neck again." She let out an uneasy smile when she noticed the knowing smile settling on his lips with a glint of amusement in his eyes.

"Have you also taken a liking at the youngest Prince too? I heard he is handsome and even more handsome now that he came back. A nice kid too." He nodded his head as if giving his approval to her on something.

"You've met him?" She inclined her head, forgetting how long Uzair has worked in the Palace or if he has really met Imad personally.

"Yeah. We were kind of close seeing he likes my cooking and let me break this to you, he was the one who wanted me to cook here in the Palace and the King hired me from Saudi Arabia. It was really amazing seeing foreigners falling in love with my cookings and I was more than glad to come here." He shrugged, taking a knife from behind him on the island.

"Wow! I never knew about that." She meant for that to stay underneath her breath but it seems like he's heard her because he answered her.

"Yes wow! He also ask me to make pepper chicken for him and his ex wife those years ago. And also to cook their breakfast and lunch, special." He shook his head as if remembering a good memory which it was to him.

The man was totally smitten and in love with that woman when he married her. He came personally to his house and request that he cook the best he has in his list. It has his wife mocking him about how young love is the most beautiful thing since they didn't marry young. He only laughed it off but seeing the child and the way he talked about his wife was a sight to see. Indeed young love is uniquely wonderful in it's own way. The guy was anxious while thinking about what she would like most for their first day.

He wonder what happened to the marriage though.

"Really? He must have loved her a lot then." She sputtered, nibbling on her lower lip so as to not say too much at that time. Her mouth is itching to talk, talk and talk it all out but she know she can't.

It makes her feel more guilty after hearing what Imad has done for them. She never doubted the love he had for her, he loved her like she is his own life. No, he doesn't even love his life like he's loved her those years ago. She was like his oxygen, he can't go a day without hearing her voice, seeing her face or something. One way or the other, he always finds ways to see her. Maybe on phone or even make her sneak out just so he could see her for a minute and leave.

The man will go to any length for her and she knows that.

He makes everyone jealous of her back in their school. On the day of his graduation at that very day, he called her name on the stage as he was the year's valedictorian. He said so many nice things that made her cry that day. She was also with those Hausa friends of hers and they were all jealously saying he is doing it to get to her pants or some other sentences like that. She never paid heed to them knowing she is the only one that knows his intentions.

He rejected her hug once, what makes them think he wants to have his way to her underwear? The man always talks about them getting married if he is going to talk bad. He never enunciate that they do something stupid or haram out of wedlock so she totally trusted him. The way that man loved her is enough to make any girl wish to be married. That is why her friends dared her to hug another senior of theirs to ruin their relationship, well, she ruined it.

"He did. I wonder what happened them to take such drastic turn. We haven't talked but I'm sure we will soon, I will really like to find out if my food was too bad for her." He laughed the last part earning a chuckle from Amirah with eased shoulders.

"It's definitely not your food, I'm hundred percent sure of that. Please tell me when he does." She made a puppy dog eyes and jolted her mauve coloured lips out for him trying to act all cute.

"Nah, I don't want that friend of yours sucking it out of you and then before I know it, the whole palace would know." He shook his head with a laugh when she stomped her foot on the kitchen marbled floor.

"I promise you on my sister's exams, I won't tell a soul. And you know how much her exams means to me." She pouted again knowing she has finally gotten into him with that swear.

She won't tell anyone about that though, never, she knew it already.

"Okay then, stop by tomorrow cause I'm sure he will be here in the morning demanding his favorite." Uzair stood straighter and together they started making their way out of the kitchen.

"Creamy lemon garlic salmon piccata with delicious creamy caper lemon sauce." She whispered and Uzair heard her making him turn to her in surprise, how did she know?

"You know?" The question is clear in his voice, she jolted then forced a smile to her lips trying to look for an escape.

"I heard his new wife talking about it earlier." She let out a nervous laugh and brush it off. Uzair also nodded seeing that makes sense in more way than he thought.

That was close!

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