So, so sorry it took me so long to update, but you know life's always getting in the way
Chapter 2
Dastan looked after the screaming girl - no woman. She seamed so frightened, but he couldn't say anything as she didn't understand what he said to her. Shaking his head he turned back to his father who was conversing with his uncle.
„Brother? What has you so troubled?" Dastan could hear Tus's voice behind him and soon felt his brother's hand on his shoulder.
Dastan turned and looked at him. „I don't know Tus. What do you think of the woman?" he asked and waited for his brother's reaction.
„Well, to be honest, she seems really strange. I have never seen a woman dressed in this garb. Are you sure she isn't some spy?" Tus asked his younger brother and looked down at him.
Dastan shook his head and let out a sigh. „I am not. But she doesn't seem to be the type to do that. She didn't even understand when I told her that we were outside Nasaf. If she were a spy she would have recognized it."
Tus nodded his head at the explanation and sat down across from his father. But before he did so, he addressed his brother again. „Maybe you should go and make sure she is fine."
The younger brother looked at him, but then nodded his head and left the throne room.
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On the other side of the palace Cathy had been led to another room. The guards, that were still holding her, stopped in front of a grand door. One of the men lightly knocked three times, as if he was afraid of what laid behind the door.
It slowly opened and Cathy chanced a glance at the being that stood in front of them. There stood a woman in Persian harem garb, who was looking rather angry at the two guards.
Then she turned down and looked at Cathy. She could see the woman's eyes widening. Angrily she shouted at the two men and hit one of them over the head, before she grabbed Cathy's hand and led her into the room.
Once inside she could see many women sitting on many cushions in the large are, playing instruments or doing handiwork. Cathy blushed as she felt their haughty gazes on her.
The older woman gently grabbed her hand and led her to a large pool a bit further away from prying eyes.
Steam rose from the water and Cathy could smell jasmine and passion fruit coming from it. It reminded her of the body lotion she usually used back home.
The woman motioned for her to undress and get into the pool. Not wanting to anger these people further, Cathy did as told. She shed her dirty clothes and looked down at the pile. There was no use crying over it, as it was ruined beyond repair.
Hastily she jumped into the pool and remerged, letting out a long sigh. She could see the disgusted look the older woman wore, as she took her clothes.
„Where are you taking it?" Cathy heard herself ask, though she knew none would understand her.
The woman just looked at her, shaking her head and giving the clothes pile to a young girl. She then turned back to Cathy and kneeled behind her, pouring scented oil into her hands.
Just as she was about to start rubbing the oil onto Cathy's skin, she moved out of her reach.
„I-I'm sorry, but can I do it alone?" she asked and the woman gave her a confused look. Cathy shook her head and pointed to the filigree bottle and then to herself, hoping the woman would understand her.
Throwing her hands up the older woman stood up and left Cathy alone. Breathing out a sigh of relief she sunk further into the water and relaxed against the tiled wall of the pool, before sitting up again, as she heard someone return.
It was the young girl from before bringing her a set of clothes to dress in later. With a nod she thanked her and gave the girl a small smile.
Some time later she scrubbed of the remaining dirt from the desert and got out of the water. In a hurry she dried off and threw on the clothes that were given to her. Cathy was thankful that it wasn't anything like the garbs the other women were dressed in. Those were far too revealing for her taste.
Looking at herself in the large mirror she couldn't believe it was really her looking back from the polished metal. The clothes she wore were fit for a princess and not for someone who was taken out of the sand in the middle of nowhere.
Nervously she walked back to the main room and all eyes turned onto her. Cathy looked to the ground shyly and slightly embarrassed for the way she appeared at the palace.
Getting back her confidence after a few deep breaths she looked around and spotted the older woman, who had brought her to the bath. Slowly she walked over and offered her a thankful smile.
„Thank you." she said and lightly laid her hand on the woman's arm. „For everything." Cathy slowly added.
The woman smiled at her and put her own hand over Cathy's.
Suddenly the door opened and every head turned to the one that had dared to enter the harem chambers.
Cathy looked closely and saw the young man from before. The prince, that had brought her to the palace.
Dastan.
He smiled at her as he walked up to them both. Lightly he took hold of her hand and led her away from the chambers.
He brought her out to a large balcony that was overlooking the city, that he grew up in.
Cathy sighed as she saw the buildings in front of her. She had no way of getting back home or even out of the palace. She didn't even understand what people were saying to her.
Suddenly she was pulled out of her thoughts by Dastan, who had pulled her face back to his.
He looked at her and then opened his mouth to speak to her, but she just stopped him by shaking her head, signalling she didn't understand a word he said.
Dastan sighed and pointed to himself. „Dastan."
He then pointed to her and waited for her to say something.
„Oh." Cathy exclaimed as she now understood and laughed lightly.
She, too, pointed to herself and answered. „Katrina."
Dastan smiled at her and repeated her name as did she. But on the inside Dastan let out a sigh. She didn't even understand the simplest of words. But how could he blame her, she was no woman of these lands.
He would have to give it time and maybe with the help of his father and his brothers this woman would understand the ways of his people and their words.
So this was it, let me know what you guys think about this
