He’s My Delilah Chapter 3

Malik👆

Malik’s POV

I had a very interesting day. What are the odds that i would ran into someone like Ayan. He is so sweet,when i saw him sleeping,he looked so peaceful and beautiful.
He doesn’t know who the Prince is! He doesn’t know who his master is,he will die when he finds out.

As am still pondering all this,i hear a commotion outside my room,i stride out angrily,who dares to interrupt me?
I reach the place of comotion and it seems there is a big argument.

“Bring me my battle sword!” I yell. As soon as they hear my voice,everyone drops to their knees panicked.
The battle sword is brought,it is a double edged sword with jewels adorning the handle. Everyone is down on their knees except someone curled up sobbing

“What is going on here?” I bellow

“Sire,its your personal slave,he refuses to be branded” one of them replies

“And why is that?” I ask

“Sire,i fear needles” he says while sobbing

My heart clenches in my chest when i see him sobbing so painfully.

“Don’t brand him,let him be” i say

“But sire….” Someone begins

I glare at him and he nervously shuts up and looks down.

“Thank you Falcon,thank you so much” he says and hugs me

Everyone looks up in shock at his words.

“Everyone get out now’ i say

“Won’t the prince execute you if you refuse his personal slave to be branded?” He asks while rubbing at his eyes

“No,he won’t” i reply

“Are you sure? I don’t want you getting into trouble with him,i hear he is so tough and brutal” he says back

“Do you believe that?” I ask

“I don’t know but i mean he is the ruler after all,he can’t please everyone but being mean and brutal for no reason is despicable” he says

I feel anger and slighty hurt that he thinks this of me. Does he know what it means to be a ruler? With traitors,false friends lurking everywhere. Having the burden of everyone’s lives and welfare on your shoulders,making decisions!”

“Why are you frowning?” Are you fine?”

“Yes,i am” i reply

“Uhmm,sire,i will take my leave now” he says

“Can you stay a while?” I ask

He looks at me alarmed,eyes wide open,

“But sire,i am the prince’s slave! I have duties and i don’t want to get into anymore trouble,i wouldn’t want you to get into anymore trouble too, because of me” he says

“Don’t worry,i’ll talk to the prince,you won’t get into trouble with anyone” i tell him

“Okay,sire,if you say so”

I invite him into my chambers and we talk for a long time.
I have never felt so free,i don’t feel any pressure about the kingdom issues or formalties
It felt nice to be around someone who didn’t know that i was royalty. Just for a few hours,i could be another person just like any other.

Ayan told me about the different people at the slave market,he told me about always wanting to visit Ramah,though we weren’t very close allies.

We even talked about the mystery of the missing prince who was kidnapped as a child. We speculated about what could have happened to him.
Ayan even said he thought the prince could be anywhere,maybe even in Jalen, he could be anyone,a slave,merchant,gold smith.

We talked about the trade situation and i was suprised that Ayan was well versed in the trade affairs,politics of the kingdom and the neighbours,when i asked him how he knew,he told me,

“Well,i am a slave and books were my only escape,they made me feel free”

I felt sad by this,i wasn’t even sure why. We talked till dinner was served. Ayan refused to eat because he thought it wasn’t right,till i forced him.

He ate very little i got worried,
“Ayan,shouldn’t you eat more food?” I said

“I didn’t know if i should,am used to eating little” he replies

“By all means,have more as much as you want” i said

He smiled and dug into his food very heartily. Seeing him eat made me happy.
We talked a little more till i noticed he was quiet. I looked down and he was sleeping so peacefully.
I carried him to my bed and put him in bed. He snuggled into the sheets.
I entered behind him and covered us.