An Embarrassing Situation
Chapter 4
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.
"Princess Tamina," the shocked Garsiv spluttered, "What are you doing outside my brother's room… at this time of night?" Glancing out of a nearby window, Tamina noted the inky black sky that contrasted beautifully against the stark white moon and glittering stars. It clearly was not dawn, so what the hell was Prince Garsiv doing here?
"What's going on?" Dastan asked yawning as he poked his head through the door Tamina had just exited through. Seeing the princess's shocked face and Garsiv's goldfish like expression, he grinned widely. "What's the matter, brother? You look rather flustered." The prince in question was not paying attention, his eyes kept flicking between the other two and with a howl of outrage he angrily stomped his feet on the ground.
Sighing at his older brother's theatrics, Dastan turned back to Tamina. "Goodnight princess, I'm sorry for keeping you up so late." He told her in a falsely apologetic tone, ignoring Garsiv's strangled yell. Discreetly, he winked at her and slipped back into his room.
Quickly realising the implication of Dastan's well chosen words, Tamina spun back to Garsiv to rectify the situation and restore what dignity she had left. However, to her bewilderment, the gobsmacked prince was no where to be seen! It appeared that he had stormed off to complain to Tus, leaving the very red faced priestess alone in the corridor.
Vowing revenge, and dreading the events of the next morning, the princess walked as quickly and quietly as possible to her own rooms because the racket Garsiv had caused had woken the other Persian guests along the corridor, and they were all rising to discover what the hell was going on. Before she left, Tamina quickly picked up the evidence (otherwise known as Garsiv's bucket) promising herself that she would whack Dastan over the head with it in the morning.
AN: Did warn you guys it was short. I have Chapter 5 and Chapter 6 written up, I still need to write Chapter 7 but that should be the end. Next chapter: the aftermath.
General thanks to: Shani8, Dean's best girl, S.S.N.A.P., Jtoasn, BellaCullen1789.