The discomfort of her position having quickly awakened her, Mia watched from the balcony of the room which had been assigned to her the absolutely wonderful spectacle of the sunrise which managed for a moment to make her forget all her misfortunes, the source of which was one and the same person whose mention gave him cold sweats. Mia was pulled from her contemplation by the ringing of her phone, which startled her. So she went to get it and was relieved to see her best friend's name appear on the screen.
-Hello!
-Oh my God Mia I'm so sorry. How are you ? Are you treated well ? At least they didn't snatch your phone that's it. I will do everything to get you out of there as soon as possible. This is all my fault. I should never have forced you on this damn date and you would never have crossed his path. Oh I'm sorry for being such an awful friend. Camilla chained in a mortified voice without giving her friend time to say a single word.
Mia smiles at the understanding of the nonsense of the one who has always been there for her. Camilla was many things: talkative, stubborn, crazy and the line was long but she was never a bad friend to her. Never. She then decided to tell him but above all she had to take a little revenge by playing a bad joke on her because after all it was a little because of her that she was here in the den of the most terrible of wolves. So taking a deep breath, she sniffed hard, pretending to cry her heart out.
-Oh Cam I am so mistreated here. Since yesterday I have neither eaten nor slept and there is no shower in my cell. I think they forgot to take my phone or you wouldn't have been able to reach me. I have to lie down and sit on the cold floor. I am scared. Do you think I'm going to die?
The cry Camilla emitted on the other end of the line was indicative of her pain, her anger and all the guilt that gnawed at her.
-Oh my heart, I spoke with dad and some friends of his, they are hard at work to find diplomatic solutions to get you out of there. I am deeply hurt. I want to see you, go on video.
She expected this request from her so she rushed out into the hallway which was dark and sat down on the floor before going on video under the horrified cries of her friend. And for good reason, having slept on the luxurious floor of her bedroom, she had small traces left by her messy hair on her face, but for Camilla it was something else: traces of small boxes that were in her "cell" for example. . No longer able to see her friend's crestfallen face, Mia burst out laughing, causing her friend to frown questioningly.
-Don't blame me for my Cam but I had to avenge myself a little bit. In fact here I am in the long hall of the guest wing of the palace. She explained at first, showing him through the camera.
-You didn't dare play like that with me, did you ? Rumbled Camilla
-I had to have a little revenge. She began before returning to the room, where she gave the guided tour to her friend, who commented on every little detail in a dreamy voice. "If only it all boiled down to the beauty of this room," Mia thought wistfully at Camilla's ecstasy before driving the sadness from her heart. At least temporarily.
- So you live like a princess there. Maybe the king was telling the truth when he claimed to have fallen under your spell. Else who puts a suspect in a princely bedroom instead of a cell Camilla said.
- So there not even in a dream. I doubt that this man is capable of feeling anything apart from the boundless hatred that read in the depth of his gaze. Believe me sweetie, he has a plan in mind and he made it clear to me yesterday that my "stay" here would not be easy so get that idea out of your head.
- Too bad, I imagined myself already telling everyone that I am one of the rare tourists to be allowed on the lands of Khahazan because my sister is the queen. Pfff. Too disappointing... complained Camilla squeezing a smile from Mia
-You and your overflowing imagination…. Mia scolded her, aware that she too was a very big dreamer.
-Babe, I know that you would like to retire quickly and that you miss me a lot. Besides, I miss you too but please if you have the chance, have fun and forget this grumpy king who by dint of frowning will become old before his time.
-But he is already old; Mia replied to her friend who immediately corrected her.
- No my dear. He is mature and incredibly sexy. Not old. He's only 6 years older than you.
Mia was about to retaliate when she heard a knock on her door. Fearing that it was still the terrible owner of the place, she sat up more comfortably in the bed to have a support in case the violence of his words made her flinch before asking the person behind the door to walk in. To her great surprise, instead of the imposing figure she was about to see, it was instead the slender and surprisingly benevolent one of a lady about the same age as her mother who passed the step of the door. Wearing a wide smile on her face, the lady introduced herself as the wife of Amid whose mention of the name immediately put her in confidence.
-I have to help you get ready for lunch. Announced this one forcing Mia to put hunger on her call with her friend.
-Call me Mia please. The formality makes me uncomfortable. Asked Mia
-Only if you do the same with me. Replied this one with a smile always benevolent on the lips before her smile turns into a cry of horror.
-Oh my god what happened to your hair ?
CONTINUATION TO THE NEXT CHAPTER