Dreaderix busied himself in the low counter kitchen. Bending over double in order to cut vebetables and meat on the counter. he looked over at Yamil, sleeping noiselessly slumped against the wall in exhaustion. Dreaderix continued with his cooking a delitful aroma spreading through the small desert house on the edges of the City.
Yamil stirred slightly against the wall trying to get up but through his starvation his body contained no energy to allow the old prince his freedom to walk.
"I told you, sit down." dreaderix said with his back turned chopping up some unregonisable meat.
"I can't just sit here Dreads you know that."
"Well you better get used to it. Until your not just skin and bones that's where your going to remain."
"Dreads..." Yamil moaned to his old friend.
"Hmp, fine if you want to waste away and make my effort worth nothing go ahead.... i'll bury you in The Queens favourtie garden... you can be fertilizer for her plants..."
"Understood... so what is an annoying guy like you doing here... being NOT annoying?"
"I'm saving your ass that's what." both of the men laughed in the small rooms
"No jokes now, tell me whats your real reason..... I've been here a while and you have not come to visit..... what is the REAL reason?"
"A girl." Dreaderix said sheepishly.
Yamil smiled slightly and tried to lean forward and make his buttocks less numb.
"Ahh, a girl... i know what you mean."
"hmm?? You can't leave it at that. Tell me, who is this girl??" Dreaderix sat down next to his guest and held up a bowl of stew for him eat as he himself ate a bowl.
"Don't eat too much... or you'll make yourself throw up."
"She's this girl i met... She's amazing... the girl i would have wanted my bride to be."
"well i met a girl as well..."
"What about that girl.... you know the one that...."
"Well... i found out that she wasn't 100% what i wanted in a girl... But this other girl," Dreaderix took a mouthful of stew and mulled over his thoughts of the amazing women who had saved him from a horrible fate.
"She's trually what i wanted.... She's sassy, confident and amazing...if it wasn't for her...."
"What you wouldn't be here??"
"Yeah, that's right... sorry about that but... you might not be here either if she wasn't around. But what about your girl? I never would have thought the GREAT Prince from acroos the seas could find someone 'perfect'" he laughed and continued eating his stew.
"Well you guessed wrong my dear friend. She's sweet and caring... I tred to kill her.... She could have killed me, but she didn't.... She turned my whole thought process about Nobodies upside down.... A nobody with a heart...."
"Man, shut up before i start thinking that you've gone over to the other side."
They laughed and nudged each other, their stemming stew warming them up in the cold desert night.
"What's her name?" they asked simultaniously.
"Kyxsha." they again said in time.
Staring at each other they stopped, their spoons half way to their mouths. a silence engulfed the room and they looked at thier food. Blowing at the stem to cool it down.
"So...." Dreaderix said slowly. "I heard your the leader of the protests.....I wanna join."
"Yes, we would be glad to have another like myself in our campiagns."another silence in the room.
"Dareid? How have you been since I last saw you.... Heading to this town.... I'm sorry about my father selling you. If it were up to me you would not have been sold and you would not have been my servent. You were my best friend. I have thourghally missed your presence."
"I met a noble named Wildflower, she was amazing but then Keesha killed her... i never did forgive her until...."
"Kyxsha?"
"Yes. She told me the TRUE story behind her death."
"So you are to join my rebellion with a liking of Keesha?"
"No. Keesha is a tyrant. She deserves what she gets." a small pause silenced the room.
"Have you ever thought about Kyxsha.... how she'd react if you actually DID accomplish this."
"She would be estactic, who would not want a tirant of their contry to be overthrown?" Dreaderix remained silent as he realised that Yamil had not connected the dots. His old master still reamianed the naive prince he once was.
"Dareid, what is on your mind?"
"Nothing..." Dreaderix grabbed both the bowls and put them into the sink.
"I have missed you Master...."
"It is friend... not master."Yamil said looking up at dreaderix as he continued to lean against the wall.
"As you say Friend.... You had better get to sleep. You'll need all the strength you can get."
With that dreaderix left the room into the starry night. his mind plauged with guilt. Should i tell him? Should i tell my former master that his love... my love is also our enemy? He wouldn't believe me, he'd think it was my attempt at changing his desicions... at his motive.
Dreeaderix ran his hands through his hair before wipping it up into a bun. Pulling his vest further across his chest Dreaderix walked away into the night to think about his descion. Tell his friend that Kyxsha was also Keesha or leave him to be in his own blistful imagination
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Dreaderix and Yamil.
Sorry... i got bored with no one posting...
