An Embarrassing Situation
Chapter 2
"What makes you think I was trying to kill you?" Tamina spluttered unconvincingly much to Dastan's amusement.
"From past experience Princess, whenever someone has a sharp object near someone else's throat the usually tend to have homicide on the mind."
"Well I didn't." She retorted, "Now let me go!"
"But then you might try to kill me again. Besides, I'm rather comfortable." Tamina's fists clenched underneath his hand and she tried hard to get free and wipe that smug grin she was sure he was wearing off his face. Unfortunately for her, Dastan was strengthened by years of military training and held her down with ease.
"You're irritating." She informed him factually between clenched teeth.
"Yes, I've been told. Repeatedly." Using his spare hand, Dastan picked up the weapon she'd threatened him with. It was a short, double-edged sword with no discernible engravings or decorative gems on the hilt. Testing the tip, Dastan found the sword to be unbelievably dull, probably unused for a few decades and left to waste away somewhere in the princess's room. The prince doubted this knife could cut through bread, never mind skin and bone. Either Tamina had the worst luck in picking swords, or the Alamut forges really were the worst in the world.
Looking down at his prisoner, he cheerfully told her of his astute observation, only to have her grumble something unintelligibly under her breath. Although Dastan didn't catch her exact words, he was 99.9% sure she was insulting him.
They soon returned to a somewhat comfortable silence, it was comfortable for him but not for Tamina. Mind you, she doubted anyone would be comfortable lying face down on the floor with a heavy man sitting on your back! After five minutes of feeling like her spine was going to snap in half, Tamina attempted to use the same tactic Dastan had used to disarm her previously. However it soon became clear that the prince was far more alert awake than he was asleep. Having lost the advantage of a sleepy enemy, Dastan tightened his grip immediately after feeling any movement on her part. Exasperatedly, she snapped "Are we going to stay here all night?"
"Yup, until dawn to be more specific." Tamina sighed and prepared herself for the long wait. Above her, Dastan shifted slightly and started to hum an old Persian war song. The suddenly suspicious Tamina began to wonder as to what he would gain by keeping her in his room for so long and why he had not tried to blackmail her into a forced marriage.
Curiously, an odd thought popped into her head and she found herself asking the following question: "What's so special about dawn?"
AN: hehe… this is so late… I'm sorry I currently have no concept of time. Only that the date I go back to school is rapidly approaching and I haven't finished my homework. Anyway enough of my babbling, time to thank my awesome reviewers! Also thanks to all those that favourited and alerted.
General thanks to: newworldwriter1, Dean's best girl, bunnie915, S.S.N.A.P., BellaCullen1789.
Answers to:
Laheara: Ah hell, I didn't think about that… but considering it is her palace and it is her possible fiancée I don't think anyone would object to her visiting him.