Blood Series: Yellow - Chapter Eleven
Haydar closed the door to his quarters as he thought of what’d happened with his bent. Leigh was much like her omm, proud and sure of herself. She knew her place in life and knew what it took to get tasks accomplished. She didn’t question the way things were; she accepted the truths and carried out the orders. She was his pride, the reason he continued fighting for the kingdom.
It was a shame Sarah wasn’t there to see how Leigh had turned out. She would’ve relished that her bent had defeated her akhs and left them branded the fools that they really had been. Haydar moved to rest on his sofa, the black leather clinging to his body while the warm temperature of the room made him think of his life back in Zahle. He missed the climate, but when he was reminded of it, he always thought back to that night in 1777 when he took down his okht and her consort.
“Dominic and Derrik, you go inside the castle and find your amma. Hold her and the brats there until your okht and I make it in. Do NOT kill them without me!” Haydar commanded as he guided his men through the castle. This was his childhood home. He knew where every wall led, knew what was behind every opening.
“Haydar, STOP!” Tamman commanded with his booming voice. He came around to the front of the castle, ready to protect his family. “You are not welcome here. You and your men are to leave right now if you wish to stay alive.” Tamman pulled his sword and pointed it toward Haydar. “You have been banished. As your king I command you to leave.”
“You will never be my king,” Haydar claimed, pulling his own sword out and clashing it against his enemy. “My bitch okht stole the crown from me, and I’ve come to reclaim it. Prepare to die. All of you!”
Tamman pushed Haydar back from the entrance, and the two men moved their battle to the field. Their swords clanged against one another as Haydar moved faster and increased his power. “You are a pathetic king. Abb was a fool to entrust the Algula to you and Ikram… They will perish and let the humans overtake them at this rate. Fucking fools, you both are!
“Do not speak of my wife like that!” Tamman yelled. His sword landed a blow against Haydar’s chest, causing a strong impact on the metal armor. The pain from the slice ignited Haydar into full power as he disarmed Tamman. Haydar pulled out his knife from his second holster and stabbed the king in his stomach. The blade moved left to right, slicing him open.
“Leigh, come here now!” Haydar bellowed out. His bent came running up beside him. “Take your rope and tie him to the tree. I’m going to show him how the true ruler of the Algula takes care of his enemies.
“Yes, sir. Come, you filth. I am ashamed to share anything of my family lineage with you,” Leigh told Tamman while she pulled his body to the nearby tree. “Abb, I think we should display what this worthless male is made of. May I?”
Haydar smiled at his pride and joy, “Good idea, Leigh. We will show everyone what happens when you go against the true rulers.”
Tamman listened to the two of them bantering while he tried to figure out a way to get warning to Ikram and his children. He had to do something to save his family. “Nasir, NASIR!” he called out. Leigh struck Tamman in the face with the back of her hand.
“Silence, Amm. You won’t have anyone coming to your aid tonight.”
“Leigh, listen to me. You are better than your abb. You can do so much more than him. Let me down, and I will show you what it is like to be loved by a family.”
“I said SILENCE!” With a quick motion, Leigh’s knife was inside his kidney. Tamman yelled in pain as she twisted the handle, driving the blade deep. He hoped his cries would signal help or warn his children of the danger coming into their home. It was his screams that grabbed the attention of the guard tower where Nasir was entering.
“Your Majesty!” Nasir called out as he started to race down the stairs.
Leigh looked up in the direction of the tower, smiling. “Seems there is an audience. Let’s give them something to enjoy.”
Haydar came from behind the tree to hoist Tamman up from the ground. The man’s cries and screams were music to his heart, payback for everything he had had to suffer. “Leigh, make me proud.”
Leigh took her knife and cut into Tamman’s inner thigh, dragging her blade down his leg. His screams gave her cause to rejoice in victory. She took her blade out of his leg and moved her hand up to his sternum, jamming it inside, breaking the breast bone. Haydar moved around to grab Tamman’s body and hold it still so Leigh could slice his front open. Tamman’s legs and hands were flailing as he tried to stop the torture.
Leigh stood back and watched his blood paint the green blades of grass under the tree. She listened closely as her worthless amm took his last breath.
“Well done. Now let’s go find your amma.”
Haydar couldn’t help but smile at the memory. A few hundred years ago felt like yesterday, and the pride in his bent’s ruthlessness still played at his heart. He didn’t have many things left in this world to get excited about, but watching Zayn be taken down just like his abb had, that was worth waking up for in the morning.
A knocking at the door broke the silence of the room. “Enter.” He looked over in the direction of the open door as Leigh strode inside.
“We have a problem. I just received word from Jonothon that Zayn has returned. Someone spotted him at the hospital, and Nikole was there as well. They have left, and Jonothon is following them. We may need to alter our plans.”
He looked his bent over. Her cheeks were flushed. Was that from anticipation of the upcoming fight or frustration with her lover?
“Are you sure you don’t want to discuss what is going on with you and Jonothon? It is obvious, Leigh.”
“No, I told you there is nothing to worry about. If he crosses the line, I’ll kill him. I have no reason to keep him around.”