The Devil In Guise - Chapter 100

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The Author’s POV.

“What?” Their voices echoed in the room. Stefan was not moved with the way his friends reacted. This was his love story , he did not care if no body likes it. As long, as he and Angelina were together, every thing will be perfect.

“I am serious” he turned and faced them. “Have never felt this before Stefan touched the left side of his chest.”

*So what did Angelina say about this sudden love you feel in your heart?” Mustapha asked. This was the first time his friend was in love. No body believed that he would fall for a commoner.

“I haven’t told her” he answered, dropping his hand down. “We didn’t get the chance to talk in private. Mother was all over her asking different questions . Even the cup cakes she made for me guess what?”

“They were tasteless” Sigurd replied.

“It is clear that nothing good comes out of your mouth” Mustapha snapped at him. Of course, that was one of the reason why they love Sigurd. He was fun to be with. Always making jokes from one corner to another

“My brother, your king ate them all” Stefan told them the final part. “Did you see how everything went?”

“Yes Stefan” Sigurd answered “but we thought your brother doesn’t eat cupcakes. I remember you told us of an incident he threw hot cupcakes which is wife made at her face” Mustapha nodded.

“I remembered. We don’t know why he ate them yesterday. Who cares ?” ????

“So what are you going to do about Your love?” Mustapha continued with the conversation that concerned Angelina. Because that was the reason, they were here. He just finished his evening prayer when the guards came to him. For Stefan’s sake, he had no choice but to come with to the palace immediately.

“That is the reason why I call you here. I need your advice. What are friends for ?”.

“Fine. Here is my advice, express your love to Angelina before your brother will send his marriage offer to her family” Sigurd advised. They both stared at him like what he said was an abomination. From the way, the king was looking at Angelina that night and also the story at the dinning table it’s was clear that he wanted her.

“Why will say that? My brother is already married with three wives. I am not sure he will go after Angelina” Stefan said. He didn’t want to believe what Sigurd just said. The slap and the cupcakes should explain to his brother that something was transpiring or about to transpire between them. (Well done, Stefan. Is better to shoot now or never). ????

“A woman is like a cloth in the market. Many men prices and only one man takes that cloth home. You have to follow Sigurd’s advice for now it the best” Mustapha told him.

“Okay. I have heard you” he sighed.

He wondered how he was going to meet with Angelina. He didn’t even know where she lived or who was her parents? The tutor! Bad idea. She might not want him to see her student. This was becoming more difficult than he thought would be.

“What should I do? We don’t know her house nor her family” he said, cursing himself within for not collecting much information about her.

“I think I have an idea” Sigurd looked at them. He stood and started walking around the room, while they all watched him. “We should go and wait at the well. She always come to draw water from the well in afternoon.”

“Yes I see her there in afternoon” Mustapha confirmed it.

“If you two are correct then let’s go there tomorrow” Stefan told them.

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“You shouldn’t go to the well tomorrow. The water we fetched this evening will be enough” her mother told her.

Angelina was glad that there was no fetching of water tomorrow in the village. People were spreading gossip that she slapped their favorite prince for no good reason.

Today at the well. Two girls poured water in her body. Luckily, her mother was there to stop them from going any  further.

Angelina knew only one person was capable of reporting her to the people- Elsa.

That snake! If the gods would just let them met for few minutes, she will make sure that Elsa pays for everything.

“Angelina” her mother interrupted her thoughts. “What are you thinking of my child?”

She noticed that her daughter had stopped knitting the shirt she started and her mind seemed lost after the visit to the palace.

Ma Angelina didn’t wait for her to reply. She moved to when Angelina was and sat beside her.

“Are you still upset about the prince?”

“Yes mother” Angelina started tearing up. Her heart was aching. She wished its could stop but it didn’t. “No body seemed to believe or care about my feelings. Every one thinks prince Stefan was right and I was wrong for stopping a man who misbehaved with me.”

Her mother sighed. Angelina was still angry about this. If she don’t  make her understand, things may go the wrong way.

But the other hand, she couldn’t tell her daughter the truth while they were acting this way. It would be in her best interest if everything was kept in the dark.

“No Angelina, don’t say that” she said kissing her forehead. “We are not saying you were lying or he should misbehave with you. Even I will give him a dirty slap if he tries that.”

“Then what mother?”

“The way you slapped him was wrong. He is queen mother Daria’s son. You shouldn’t have mess with him.”

Her mother was taking the prince’s side again. What if they were Queen Daria’s sons? Those that mean they should go around misbehaving with girls. As long as she lived, there was no forgiveness for prince Stefan.

“I hope you understand?” Her mother asked.

“Yes I do” Angelina lied. She thought of a plan. Not just any one! A plan that would come like a blow to the prince’s face and after she was through with him, he would say “I  regret messing up with you, Angelina”.

He even called her angel! By the time she finishes with him, prince Stefan would understand that she wasn’t an angel but a witch. The most dangerous witch ever.

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Earlier in the morning the boys set out for the village. They waited at the well for Angelina but it seemed luck was not on their side. She never showed up. When it was afternoon and the sun became very hot.

Too hot for them , they looked for a shelter to save their heads from the sun.

“Are you sure she would come?” Stefan asked.

“Yes she comes here every afternoon. Let wait a little more” Sigurd said, looking towards the road that led to the outskirt of the village. “Is not really our fault okay?”

“Whose fault is it?”  Stefan asked back. He took a stone and sat on it. The weather was harsher than they thought. If he knew he would have bought a carriage along instead of a horse.

But if he would have taken a carriage, queen mother Daria would have stopped him from going to the village.

Stefan wished his mother was Sigurd’s mom who was caring loving and understanding when it’s came to her children. Growing up with a woman who cared about gaining power and authority wasn’t easy at all.

“If only you were closed to your mother, we won’t have been here waiting for Angelina” Sigurd replied. Sometimes I prefer Lincoln to Stefan . I mean  you are too soft. Command Angelina and she would come running to your palace.”

“That’s harsh of you Sigurd. The joke is expensive but it is somehow the truth” Mustapha said. “even if We will wait and wait  till tomorrow, She won’t come. The sun is almost down.”

Stefan sat down listening to their conversations. He was quiet but pissed up. Angelina was supposed to come here what happened that She didn’t show up today.

“Maybe something happened to her. What if she is sick?” He stood up from where he was sitting.

He looked outside there was no sight of Angelina. Keeping his friends here all day wasn’t a good idea. They also have things to do at home.

“We should go home. I will look for another way to talk to her” Stefan told them. They were surprised at the sudden change of mind.

“Hope you are not angry with me?” Sigurd asked ruefully.

Stefan let out a laugh that got every one surprised. One may think he was losing but if curse he was not in his right frame of mind.

“Don’t worry I am fine. Let’s go home, queen mother Daria might send for me if I stay longer.”

They all agreed to home. After exchanging goodbye, Sigurd and Mustapha left while he rode back home on his horse.

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