I was ready to give up on strange happenings altogether and embrace a bit of boredom for a change ,especially since I would be back at the camp with Jason soon. This was not to be , as it would be the Grand vizier who would change all that with his lies.
I was surprised when he kidnapped me. This happened on our way back to the oasis.
It is strange circumstances making me loose my way home as everyone in our group relied on my intuition for direction. I had known something or someone was interfering with my inbuilt ability of finding my direction back to the camp. It was probably him the Grand vizier I am thinking about , he's probably to blame for my mental fatigue seeing as he's about here somewhere in the vicinity.
l do have a tendency to blame all my mishaps on him, I know it's not all his fault but he's a pest that just keeps on coming back.
The grand vizier was of cause quite angry or he seemed that way. We had the unfortunate bad luck of running into him . He stormed off his carriage ' the Grand vizier ' himself.... as he forcibly halted our camels to a stop.
He had a mini army with him, so many soldiers in the middle of this sandy desert, a hilly cream sand that seemed to stretch everywhere. They had sophisticated looking bow and arrows for weapons instead of the customary spears normally used in combat.
I was windblown and sweaty from the heat as the dusty gritty sand kept invading my mouth. This made me thirsty and frustrated. Why do we have to be so ill fated as to run into him of all people.
He was not interested in the group I was with only me, he only wanted me and when he got what he wanted, me on board his carriage he sent the rest of the group back with exact directions which way they should go. I was vividly angry when I saw the camels go off in the direction of the camp without me. What would Jason think has happened to me? Will he be very worried?
I nagged at the Grand vizier, I told him, " You are a lousy hippocrate, pretending to be helpful...ha!" I wanted to fasically hit him with something. I was astonished when he took off his pointy hat and that stupid eye clasp that covered most of his face and as he turned towards me I was shocked to see he was Jason. The same face and the same physical features as my Jason , when he smiled I noticed he had brown eyes....
"That's it you scoundrel!" ,I shouted as I punched him one blow on his cheek, "How dare you imitate Jason!" Of all the tricks and cunning things to do this must be the lowest thing he's done . Pretending to be my Jason, I don't know how he imitated Jason but I want to get off this carriage and hastily too. I don't want to wait one second more.
As he tried to tell me his version of some lies I screamed a humming sound "Hummmm...," I don't want to know what he's about to say as this is by far the most disturbing thing for me.
"I don't want to hear your crap!," I cried in a loud voice. I really meant that, I wanted this throbbing sound and swirling vibrations around my head to stop. He said ,"Anthia , I have to speak to you girl, I missed you so much," he said this with so much feelings,I could have believed him if only he had not just called me Anthia.
He asked me if I was thirsty but I had decided I would not speak with him. He could go and roast himself was my opinion. If I was not royalty I would probably have found some ugly words to say to him but I won't steep that low. " I want to go home, you idiot,".
I was surprised when he bent towards me and kissed me, at first I struggled but his warm breath and invading tongue found its mark inside as a struggle of passion I had not yet felt overwhelmed me. Heat and powerful feelings came washing over me as my conscience kicked in at the same time. I struggled with him wanting more but hateing myself at the same time.
"No, no what are you doing?," I squirmed out of his arms . It can't be true, this can't be happening to me. Images of him and me wirled through my head with a vortex of heated power but I struggled against it. In the dim view of fading images I did not understand I could see glass buildings and fantastic images I have never seen before flashed before me.
"Make it stop, please make it stop," I kept screaming. I was not prepared for the truth or his version of his truth. I wanted to go back to my Jason not this beast. Not this person who is my enemy the Grand vizier , I disliked him intensely.
He told me "There is a explanation for what you saw ,I want to tell you about this, please Anthia ,please listen to me." My name Is Antineba not Anthia, I have never heard that name being called with me the recipient, no way that's my name or is it... I was feeling very woozy as a vortex of feelings came crashing over me for the second time...
I wanted to get away as I violently pushed to get out of his carriage. I managed to free myself and was about to run when I fainted and when I awoke I was back at the compound. I was at the oasis camp and struggled to get up as a very anxious Jason was hovering over me trying to get me to stand up straight. I was surprised to see him. This was my Jason and my nightmare of the carriage was now over as Jason hugged me and reassured me I was now safe.
Whatever that means as I will never be the same now, something has changed inside of me. I don't know what yet but I have to get to the bottom of this...