??THE KING
AND I??
Season_2_Episode_2???
Written by: Eunice Nwodu Ifunanya
Dawn’s pov?
“What do you need your highness?” I asked in a flaccid tone.
I felt a soft kss on my shoulder and I shuddered. He succeeded in making my heart skip irascibly that I feared it might pump right out of my chest.
“I need a lot of things Anna…but I can’t get them no matter how hard I try” He whispered and gently removed his hands from my waist.
It was like I was just pulled out from a trance and forced to face reality.
Why would he say that?
He is a king and can have whatever he wants without anybody stopping him.
I blinked rapidly watching him move to the wardrobe.
He had his back on me so I couldn’t see him input the pass code. After he was done, It opened on its own and I mouthed a ‘wow’.
The wardrobe was one of a kind and occupied with clothes. I took blue jeans and a black top.
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King Lee and I walked downstairs holding hands.
Well, you should already know how he is by now. He always wants to be held or touched.
I made effort at walking properly though the pains were still there. I never imagined it to hurt this much but am cleared on one thing – King Lee hates me.
I remembered begging him to stop but he went ahead to pin down my hands and…
God! He’s heartless.
We got to the sitting room which had fascinating features and he squeezed his hand from mine.
“So…Princess Anna, can you cook?” He asked with a smirk.
I gulped unsure of what to say.
Princesses rarely step into the kitchen so I shouldn’t admit to that I can make all kinds of soup just like mom taught me,, but what are we gonna eat??
“No…I don’t, your highness” I lied pretending to look sad.
“I don’t know how to cook either but am sure we can cook up something” He said with a shrug.
“I hope we don’t set the kitchen on fire, your Majesty” I chimed sardonically and he smiled broadly.
“Thats impossible” He remarked walking ahead of me to the kitchen.
I pootled along slowly
“Since its just the two of us here, I think it’d be better if you stopped adding the formalities at every sentence” He said icily turning on the cooker.
“Alright…what should I do first?” I further asked taking a knife.
He turned immediately and smiled.
“I know you can’t cook but I want you to give it your best shot. However it tastes…I just want to know. You can cook something simple. I’ll be at the sitting room waiting” He beamed and walked out of the kitchen.
What is King Lee up to now?
He’s really tempting me to make some spaghetti with nacho balls.
G©sh!
No matter what…I’ll stay strong.
I’m going to make the worst beef stew he has ever tasted.
I headed for the fridge and luckily what I needed was luxuriant. I began working the opposite of magic.
I kept pouring in pepper and salt like it was the most essential ingredient.
I did all I could to make the stew a total disaster and after I was done, I served the food on a plate.
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I carried it to King Lee who was watching a movie…wow, a v@mpire series.
Won’t he get scared at night???
“Done already?…you’re fast” He remarked and I smiled back at him.
I dropped the tray on a stool in front of him and uncovered the plate.
He took the spoon and took a taste of it.
His face dropped immediately and he stared at me with beady eyes.
Aaargh!
What’s he gonna do to me??
Simone’s pov?
I was half awake on the bed and couldn’t stop thinking about my family.
I missed my parents dearly and I hoped I would see them sooner.
Since King Lee has nor returned from wherever he went to with that princess, I might as well offer my parents a visit.
I’m tired of just hearing their voices over the phone – I want to see them and embrace them along with my brothers.
The door opened and I quickly wiped off the tears on my face.
It was the maid coming in with the doctor behind her.
“Good morning doctor” I greeted with a wry smile.
“Morning Simone, how have you been??” He asked dropping his black suitcase on the stool next to the bed.
The maid was already on her way out and she closed the door behind her.
“I decided to bring the test results personally to you because I have a very important observation” He said and I twitched.
“Is it something bad??” I asked worriedly.
“No…its rather, something miraculous! The holes and spots the abortion pills created have been sealed up. I was going to reccommend another medication to heal them but all of a sudden…they are cleared! Tell me Simone, did you go to a priest or what??”
I shook my head abruptly.
“No, I didn’t go anywhere.
I stopped feeling pains few days ago.
I think when I woke up that day after receiving a….” I paused and began pondering over it.
Oh my God!
I remember now…
Princess Anna was the one who massaged me till I slept off and when I woke up, I felt different.
The excruciating pains seized and I was back to health.
What on earth does it mean? Does she have some kind of healing powers??
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