Her Christmas desire - Season 2 - Episode 8

5 years ago

Her Christmas desire - Season 2 - Episode 8

☆☆

‘I saw you in the garden with Cassandra. I want information about her.’ He said.

Pelumi’s brows jolted from their sleep and a look of bewilderment filled her eyes.

‘I…don’t understand.’ She stuttered as she hadn’t expected that sort of request.

Yemi poured himself another glass of rum and drank it greedily before answering. He was about baring his innermost thoughts and he hoped he wasn’t making a mistake by sharing it with Pelumi.

‘Why do you think I brought Cassie to the palace?’ He touched his lips with the tip of his tongue, savoring the taste of the tafia.

Pelumi wriggled her fingers and quickly looked away. She had heard many stories about the King’s new wife. Some said he took her by force, and others said she was only pretending to be sad in the palace; when in truth, she was greatly excited.

‘To make her your true queen,’ Pelumi replied.

‘I am happy you know that. You are my cousin, so I wouldn’t lie to you. I trust that you’ll be discreet with whatever I share.’ He dropped the glass and watched her face for any sign of reluctance. It wasn’t too late to cancel this silly plan of his.

Pelumi sighed, ‘I swear it. I wouldn’t tell anyone.’

‘I find myself being attracted to Cassandra Benjamin. The first time I went to get her sister, who was supposed to be mine, I bumped into her. Our eyes had jammed for minutes before her mother walked in. I never really understood why we stared at each other like that.

She fascinates me and I’d like to know more about her. I saw the way she interacted with you and the other girls. You must be close.’ He paused, an attempt to establish a fact.

Pelumi tried to control the smile that danced on her lips. She couldn’t believe the King was deeply taken by Cassie’s beauty. He had never struck her as a man who could show affection, or maybe he was only doing this because she was his relative.

‘Yes we are close. Princess Cassie is a beautiful soul. I can’t wait for her to become your Queen.’ Pelumi smiled.

Cassie was given the title of princess, until the marriage rites were formally done to make her the queen. Most of the palace workers preferred Cassie to Tayo, who they referred to as “Tiger Queen.”

‘She is really sweet and polite. She makes us feel important. I will find out everything I can about her and report back.’ Pelumi couldn’t wait to begin her new duty.

Her zealousness pleased the King. He was confident that Cassie would crawl into his arms without realizing it.

‘Thank you…’ Before Pelumi’s arrival, Yemi had already made some plans for Cassie’s wardrobe. He adored the dress that she had put on in the garden and he wanted to see more of her trim figure.

He dipped a hand into his pocket and fetched a wrap of naira notes.

‘Here, take the driver and go shopping. I don’t know how you’ll do it, but I want you to get Cassie very sexy clothes. Don’t let her know about it now. Drop the clothes in her room when you are back and tell her they are from me. She must wear one of them for dinner.’

Pelumi collected the cash with shaky hands, ‘As you wish my Lord.’ She bowed her head before leaving the garden.

A trickle of excitement rushed down her spine as she thought of the best clothes that would suit Princess Cassie. Pelumi herself was a fashion lover; one of the reasons she was drawn to Cassie’s creative mind.

‘Go well dear.’ The King stared at her retreating figure. He couldn’t wait to set eyes on Cassie tonight. He was tired of pretending that her presence meant nothing to him.

‘Beast!’ Cassie hissed angrily as she moved away from the window. She had seen the King speaking to one of the palace maids in a very compromising position and that made her feel jealous.

Why had Yemi invited the maid into his royal garden? And why did he hand her some money? Was the King having an affair with Pelumi?

‘Not that I care.’ Cassie snorted and rushed back to bed.

But she found it difficult to push the jealousy that she felt out of her mind. Seeing Yemi at the garden the other day had really thrown her mind into confusion.

Cassie’s mind was like a whirlwind; one minute she fumed with anger whenever she remembered all the clients she had lost since her kidnap; and the next, daydreaming about making love to him.

‘I don’t know what to do, I am so lonely…’ Her voice cracked. She was not used to life in the palace. She missed Eno’s jokes and Elena’s unending questions.

She could forgive her sisters for forgetting her, but she could never forgive their mother, Tamar who knew about this arrangement.

‘No, I won’t cry today.’ Cassie closed her eyes sharply as a wave of anger washed over her.

It was the face of Yemi that she saw in that moment that her eyes were closed.
‘Adeyemi…’her lips shuddered as she called his name. His eyes burned like coal in the fire. The golden crown was magnificent upon his head. He was no longer human to her.

He was her god, and that explained her undying obsession and love.

‘Love?’ Her eyes snapped open. No, she could never love a man that ruined her life.

Her eyes strayed to the corner of the room where her purse was being kept. It was the purse she had carried with her on the night of the kidnap. It wasn’t a huge purse, so it had fitted perfectly into the pocket of her jean.
Cassie tried to remember if she had left her phone in the purse.

‘Yes!’ Her heart raced as she rushed towards the corner. The King and his sister had barred her from using a phone. The servants had been sternly warned not to assist her in the things that had to do with communication with the outside world. And they would abide by it.

Cassie knelt beside the dark yellow purse and unzipped it immediately. However, she was met with disappointment when she realized that her phone wasn’t in there. In its place, was a tiny diary where she wrote down all the names of the men whom she had dated; and how they had torn her heart into pieces.

Tears dropped on her lashes as she caressed the diary; a reminder of her past experiences.

Being attracted to a man after all her experiences was a miracle. This was the reason she considered the King to be a very special man. For her to be drawn to the regal was significant, there had to be something exceptional about the man.

Cassie had two options left for her: she either found what was exceptional about Yemi or a way out of the palace.

She was about reading from the little diary, when a knock sounded on her door. At once, Cassie returned the diary and zipped the purse.

‘Come on in, the door is open.’ She called sweetly to the knocker.

Her jaw tightened as Pelumi walked into her room with shopping bags from the most expensive boutique in Lagos.

‘You don’t look happy to see me.’ Pelumi noticed the frown on Cassie’s face.

Cassie quickly got rid of the frown. She couldn’t believe she was so jealous of the poor girl. Even if Yemi was in a liaison with all the palace maids, she had no business.

‘I am happy of course.’ Cassie wondered what kind of clothes were in the bags. ‘Don’t lie…’ Pelumi emptied the content of the bags upon her massive bed. It was a rainbow of dresses from different designers.