Becoming Royal

I stood in the middle of the bakery thinking which cake to choose. Mami said that he likes chocolate cake, but they don't have it here, only red velvet and vanilla sponge cake.I rolled my eyes in annoyance, How can I guy like sweet things like chocolate cake? Don't they normally loves things bitter like black, strong coffee?. I smile at myself for the thought, cause that is what I normally read in novels.I hissed as I look at the cake one more time. I was supposed to bake the cake for the mysterious Fahad that loves chocolate cake so much, but I was so engross in my design that I forgot completely and now is too late for me to bake and frost it, that's why I decided to come here and buy it for him.Deciding on the one with chocolate and vanilla frosting, I open the fridge as I extend my hand to take it, but another hand beats me, push me a little almost losing my balance. I watch as the hand land on the cake

Third Person POV.The sky intensified the presence of it's darkness, the whole palace is quiet. You can only feel the coldness that came on December night as the air blow gently on the trees, making them whisper in melodies.Among one of the majestic building that stood inside the palace, deep inside it, there lay a women on her khalisa (a place where the queens sit to take a rest) Umma Magajiya.A women of great ambition and selfish nature. The room was very cold not just because of the cold outside, but also because of the air conditioner that's working at every corner of the room and that didn't stop the two maids standing at her either site, holding a huge fan on their hands fanning her gently.She extended her hand towards the bowl of fruit in front of her then took an apple from it. Gently as if someone is forcing her she bit on it, while frowning her face. She then gaze at

Through out the ride home no one utter a word. Adam offer to drive us home saying that he was going near our area.I sat at the passenger seat while Asmy at the back frowning, i know she is angry with me because I decided that we had to leave, but I don't have time to worry about her now, am still angry and surprise for the fact that, that jerk happens to be the prince which means I have to meet him every now and then unless...unless if I stop going to the palace all together, that's it, that's perfect. I thoughtI smile at the thought but then I remember if Mami didn't see me for few days, she'll come herself to check on me and asked the reason why I haven't visit them.I sighted heavy in frustration forgetting at all where I was "are you okay" Adam's voice rang inside my head.I blink, and whisper in my head "come on Nawal do you really want to embarrass yourself in front of Adam now""N

Nawal's POV"You look fabulous" Sultana said with a wide grin, giving me a side hug."Thanks babe" I said letting go of her and sat down near Mami while sultana sat opposite me."What's with the kwalliya? Or it is to impress a certain somebody" Sultana said teasing me.Mami scoffed and said "Seriously Sultana, you need to stop trying to play cupid, obviously is not working"."But mami can't you see, am sure they're going to make an amazing couple and...." Sultana said dreamily."For the 100th time Sultana, we're just friends" I said trying not to slip the fact that I been crushing on him."Then can you pleeessse be something more than friends? You guys will look so good together like the Nigeria version of brangelina. Then you guys will be Adwal, isn't that cute" she finished looking at both Mami and I with a wide grin on her face

I stood in front of the main gate that'll take you to the palace. It's early Monday morning. Abba just drop me by, on his way to the shop.I look ahead staring at the building in front of me. Some part of me is nervous while the other part is excited. Just think about what lay ahead of me makes me a little bit nervous.Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and whispers you can do this Nawal inside my head.Opening them I took my very first step towards my bright future inshaAllah I already got the heading on what my job is. The first thing to do is to check his schedule everyday to know all about his meeting so as to bring out an appropriate clothe for it.According to Umma Magajiya he doesn't know how to appropriately dress for the day.His main closet is in the door near his room where all his clothes are kept. All I have to do is pick t