The twelfth disciple episode 2 – 3

🎓The 12th
Dîsciplê✍️
(His Royal Majesty)

Episode 2

By: Faith Lucky

Danica’s Pov:
Granny and I arrived at the station and were asked to wait in a room – as usual.

The room was big and had other seats as well, where other prisoners received visitors.

The prisoners were dressed in uniforms, the men wearing a black trouser and ugly yellow shirt, while the women had only an ugly yellow gown.

It all indicated they were prisoners and I hated seeing mum in such dresses.

Shortly, we saw her walking in and I became nervous. Wondering why I’m nervous?

You’ll find out.

She was one beautiful lady. But spending 18 years in jail had done little to her – affected her characters as well.

I wonder what she did that made her stay that long in jail.

As soon as she got close, I stood up to hug her.

“Mother” I called lightly and tried reaching for her body, but she moved away.

“Don’t touch me. I feel hot” she said icily, her eyes not even looking at me.

I felt a sting in my chest as I turned to glance at granny who had a disappointed look on.

Slowly and sadly, I returned to my seat next to granny while mum sat opposite us.

“Hi mum”, she said to granny and itched her hair.

“Hi Kim. How’re you doing?” Granny replied.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Stuck in one place” mum replied with an eye roll.

“Do you have a cigarette with you?” She asked and clicked her fingers towards granny.

“Seriously Kim? You think I’d come here with that? You must be joking” Granny replied bluntly and she scoffed.

Then, I remembered the cookies with me.

“Uh…mum” I stuttered as I lifted the box.
“I…actually made you some cookies. I hope you like them” I said nervously and placed it in front of her.

She looked at it like it was nothing and scoffed.

“I don’t need them, okay? Don’t wanna get choked” she said belligerently and her words sounded like a stab to my chest.

Tears stung my eyes and I didn’t realize when they dropped.

“Kim!” Granny called in disgust, but she didn’t care and just looked away.

I stood up immediately.

“I’ll….I’ll just wait outside, granny” I stuttered and ran off in tears.
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Ha-nuel’s Pov:
Seeing Danica run off in tears pierced my heart so bad, I didn’t know what to do.

I couldn’t even stop her.

I turned angrily to look at Kim.

“What is wrong with you, Kim? Why do you hate her so much?” I asked, but she only itched her head and didn’t reply.

“Talk to me, Kim!” I hit the table lightly
“She’s your first and only child for Christ sake. How can you hate her so much?”

“Seriously, mum; I don’t wanna talk about that, okay? The most important thing one right now is getting out of this h0le. And thankfully, in a few weeks, that’ll be achieved. I can’t wait to get my revenge” she said with a childish smile and I flinched immediately.

“Kim; what revenge are you talking about?” I asked, but she only let out a mischievous grin.

“Don’t worry, mother. Its only a few weeks from now” she said.
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Danica’s Pov:
I ran off in tears, unable to contend the pains. .

How can my own mother hate me that much, huh? What did I ever do to her?

I stood outside the station and wept as I recalled all the timed she’d treated me like a stranger – with so much hate and di$gust.

What have I ever done to her, huh? Why me? Why can’t I have the love of a mother?

I wept bitterly for a long time and tried as much as possible to calm the tears.
G©sh! I needed to cause people were beginning to stare at me.

I wiped my face with the hem of my shirt and sniffed repeatedly, but the incidence kept tempting more tears to my eyes.

I decided to get something across the road to cool my head off with the little change had in my pocket.

I kept my eyes glued to the floor and tried crossing the busy road. And I swear, I thought the road was free. I had no idea how a car was coming.

It started honking immediately at me, but by the time I realized, it was already too late as it’d gotten so close and almost knocked me down.

Yeah – almost.

It didn’t touch me, but I fell on the floor as it screeched to a halt.

What the….?

I winced a little as I sustained a scratch on my arm and I managed to look at the car.

What??

The plate number…..
It was Royal!

I gasped and looked up as the front door opened and a guard walked out.

Whaaat??

The back door also opened and this time around, it was the prince!!

Prince Nathan!!!

Episode 3

By: Faith Lucky

Danica’s Pov:
Sweats dripped from my face as I stared at him, his white dress bringing sparkles into my eyes due to the reflection of the sun.

Oh my! Was this for real??

Prince Nathan????

The second prince of the throne of Gaza!!

Oh my gee!

He just stood beside the opened door and gawped at me, like I’d done something wrong.

His eyes dazzled, beauty overwhelming.

He looked just like a Greek god and then, I understood why people said he was the most handsome amongst his brothers.

The second door opened and a lady walked out – it was the princess – his sister!!

She gasped and ran to me immediately.

“Hey! Were you hurt?” She asked as she squatted in front of me – I was still sitting on the floor.

Her eyes caught the scratch on my arm and she flinched.

“Oh my! You’re hurt. Why don’t we take you to a clinic, huh?” She proposed and held the arm.

“I’m….I’m fine. Thanks” I replied and stood on my feet.

“Mabel, come on. We shouldn’t be out here” prince Nathan said and returned to the car.

Huh??

The princess turned to look at him, then back at me.

G©sh! She was so beautiful.

Shiny skin, pretty face, cool hair. Everything about her scre-med wealthy and royalty.

“I’m really sorry, okay? Take care of yourself” she rushed her words and hurried back to the car.

Woah!
I stood gob smacked and undoubtedly shocked. I couldn’t believe I’d just encountered the royal family.

Oh!!

But the prince….he seemed a little arrogant. He didn’t even act like I’d been hurt by his car.

Well, I heard that’s just their characters.

But….the princess seems really nice.

G©sh!

The car drove off immediately, going to the other side of the road – to the new store.

“Danica!” I suddenly heard my name from behind and recognized the voice to be grandma’s.

I turned and saw her walking towards me.

“Hey; is something wrong? Why are you just standing there?” She asked, looking around.

“Its nothing, grandma. I’m fine”.

She got to where I was and saw the scratch on my hand.

“Huh?? What happened to you??” She shrieked, holding the arm.

No; I couldn’t tell her of my encounter with the royal family. She might flare up.

“I…I accidentally scratched my arm, granny. Its nothing” I replied and sniffed and she stared at It for a while.

There was a little bl©©d stain on it.

“Come on. We’ll get it treated at home” she said.

“Okay”.

And we proceeded to board a cab.
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Introducing the First Prince👑

Duri’s Pov:
I pinned her to the wall, my hand around her neck, as she choked.

“Duri…” She struggled to say and free my hand from her hurting neck, but I didn’t let her.

“Now, listen to me, Ara and listen good”, I said angrily.
“If you wanna stay here with me, you’d have to do every single thing I say. My friends will be your friends, and my enemies, your enemies. The next time you disobey me again, you’re gonna really regret it. Do you understand?”

My voice was coming out cold and gruff as I spoke into her face and she nodded pathetically.

“Yes….please” she winced, signal for me to release her neck.

Hm. Women have always been weak.

There was already a red mark above her brows and it was probably enough for her.

“Good” I grumbled and finally let go of her neck and she coughed profusely.

I glared at her as she held her chest while coughing, adjusted my tie and walked out of the room.

I took the exit and busted out to the garage where one of my cars where parked.

The guards rushed up immediately,,so they could accompany me, but I stopped them.

“I’m going alone” I announced and they stepped back.

I entered the car, turned it on and took off.
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Name – Prince Duri.
Position – First son and rightfully the heir to the throne

But, father’s being so dumb and doesn’t want to announce me, probably because my mother is an accused murder.

My mum – she’s been missing for months now, after making an attempt on the life of the fourth Queen.

What she did was a grave mistake – yes. But the fourth queen had survived it and since then, mum had gone into hiding, unwilling to face the consequences.

You can say I’m cold hearted. Yes. Don’t have a single friend in the world.

I can’t call someone I know, a friend. We can be close and connect real good, but it doesn’t make you my friend. I’ve got no time for that crap.

Ara – she’s my fiancee.

And don’t think I love her, no. I don’t even know the definition of love cause it’s useless to me.

Love is a bch.

But, I’ve got so many plans for Ara.

Yes, she’s my gold

And an important key for me.

Don’t worry, you’ll find out what I mean – real soon.