Okay, so a chapter will cover one day. Like Chapter two was day one and this chapter covers day two.
Chapter 3:
Day Two:
We reached the Bedouin trading post by morning. A group of women had to chase the warden out of a tent, yelling at him as I held back a laugh. My clothes were now dry, so I didn't need to get a change of clothes like Evy had too.
I did however told the women in Arabic to get Evy changed, and I was now translating for the camel trader and Jonathan. Johnathan was yelling at him until my brother intervened.
"Just pay the man."
Jonathan grabbed out his wallet, and forked over cash as Rick took the reins over the four camels.
"I can't believe the price of these fleabags." Jonathan grumbled.
"We coulda had 'em for free, all we had to do was give 'em your sister." Rick said.
"Yes, awfully temping wasn't it?"
"Awfully."
Just then, Evy came out of the tent with, Bedouin women behind her, in a black tightly fitted Bedouin dress.
"Then again." My brother murmured.
I rolled my eyes with my brother's crush on my cousin and turned to my horse. "Alright Abrar, time to go." I whispered. I put my foot in the stirrups and swung myself into the saddle and took ahold of the reins, as my brother and cousins and the warden got onto the camels.
We started riding into the sand dunes of the Sahara Desert. "Never did like camels. Jonathan complained. "Filthy buggers. They smell, they bite, they spit. Disgusting." My cousin complained.
My brother wasn't paying attention to Jonathan, so I followed his gaze to see what was up. The warden was stuffing his face with a chicken wing and his teeth were green. Flies were buzzing around his head and then he spit something out. I grimaced and turned my head the other way before I could get sick.
"Yeah, disgusting." Rick commented.
"Well, I think they're cute." Evelyn said, scratching her camel on the head, in between the ears.
We traveled well into the night, but I found myself not being able to sleep once nighttime came. Jon was sleeping, with his head bobbing with every step his camel took. That was until the warden started snoring, which awoken my cousin.
This caused Jon to hit him with the camel fly swatter several times until the warden stopped snoring, not once waking up. I just shook my head and rolled my eyes.
Rick suddenly looked up to the cliffs, and I allowed my eyes to follow. We saw 10 men on horseback standing there, all in dark robes. I knew them to be the Medjai, and sooner or later, we would cross paths with them, and when we did, I knew that it would not be good. From what I remember, the Medjai wasn't big on giving a lot of chances. They would give maybe a warning or even two, if they want to be generous. They would do anything to keep anyone from discovering what lay hidden in Hamunaptra, and here I was, one whom was once from a Medjai tribe, following this group to the hidden city.
I sighed and my brother turned to look at me curiously. I shook my head and turned to look straight ahead of me, after one last look at the cliffs.
Of course I thought about what would have happened if my father hadn't died and if my mother hadn't taken me away from the tribe, I knew that if none of that would've happened, then I would be married already. My father had an arranged marriage set up since the day I was born, well, technically since before I was born, as he had talked about it with the then chieftain, about if I was born a girl (which obviously, I was), then when I turned 19 years of age, I would be married to his son. And I'm not sure how that might would have worked out, but I did know Ardeth, we used to play together as children, and he was one of my best friends, as I didn't have many, as most children were afraid of hanging out with me, due to my father's rank.