She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. 

Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. 

It didn’t matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes!

But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Married To The Gateman

"So now, If not him..." Baffah immediately shook his head.

"You're the successor of this throne, Mujaheed. I know His Highness must've told you not to trust anyone, you shouldn't. All your Uncles want nothing but your death alongside Kulthum's. They feel threatened by the two of your being alive, you should live to prove them wrong. Be a man, you're a prince and you should take over the throne of your late father." He felt there was more to Baffah's words, there were things he knew but wouldn't tell him and Mujaheed knew for now, he just had to do as Baffah said.

He sighed and palmed his face, he knew it was his responsibility, he should do that. "I will do that, Baffah, I will take over the throne." He felt as the responsibility already weighed his shoulders down as though he was going to be throned right now.

Chapter 88 55: B