An Embarrassing Situation
Chapter 3
Curiously, an odd thought popped into her head and she found herself asking the following question: "What's so special about dawn?"
"A family tradition, you'll see in a few hours." Dastan answered her question in that same infuriating way he had all night.
"What tradition?" Tamina was rather worried now; he was acting far too happy about their current predicament.
"Every morning, my brother Garsiv, you know which one that is, right?" Tamina nodded as best as she could against the floor. Although she hadn't spoken to him much, she remembered him from the throne room. Prince Garsiv appeared to be arrogant, bloodthirsty and disappointed at the lack of fighting during the Persian attack.
"Well, every morning at dawn Garsiv wakes me up by throwing a bucket of water at my head." Uh oh… this did not sound good. As if he could sense her dread, Dastan continued with a smug grin on his face. "Imagine his surprise when he creeps in and finds this scene!"Although she could not see his face because hers was currently pressed against the floor (she did have to admit that wooden planks were fascinating up close) Tamina could tell he was smiling his 'I'm so clever' grin.
"Oh and before I forget, one interesting little known fact about my brother is that he is a terrible gossip and has a very creative imagination." Devious, manipulative PERSIAN! As the princess's thoughts became more violent and impressively strongly worded, Dastan decided to hit the final nail in the coffin. "You know what they say Princess. Reputations: a lifetime to build, seconds to destroy!"
Tamina, now wildly thrashing in an attempt to throw Dastan off, shouted between angrily clenched teeth: "I hate you! I completely and utterly despise you!"
"Aw I love you too Princess!"
"You disgust me! Now let. Me. Go!" Much to her surprise, he did.
"Well now that we've sorted that out, can you please get out of my room? I need to get what sleep I can before Garsiv arrives." Gingerly, she stood up and watched as he bent down to collect her small sword and threw it to her. Tamina caught it by the blade and was surprised to find no cuts on her hands from where she caught the edge. Then she remembered his comment on its dullness and she cursed him silently.
Tamina slipped the sword into the belt she wore under the gown that covered her nightdress and turned back to Dastan to apologise for barging into his room and threatening him with what was supposed to be a sharp object, but he was busy finding and pulling on a shirt. Her unobservant mind mentally cursed her for not noticing that he was shirtless during their altercation. Blushing, she thanked the gods that Dastan had let her go when he did. She didn't even want to think what someone would have thought if her and Dastan had been caught together.
Slipping through the door Tamina closed it quietly behind her and prepared to head back to her room where she would do her best to forget that this embarrassing situation had ever happened.
Unfortunately for the princess, she was halted by the sudden crash that punctuated the deathly silence of the corridor. In front of her, with a gaping mouth and bulging eyes, stood Dastan's brother, Prince Garsiv, and a large bucket of water discarded on the carpeted floor. Its contents seeping into the red fabric.
AN: Next chapter is the shortest so far but it's also (in my opinion) the funniest.
General thanks to: Dean's best girl, Shani8, Jtoasn.
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BellaCullen1789: Yeah sorry about the wait, I misplaced my handwritten sheets and didn't realise that I had already typed up the second chapter!
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