Mathayus groaned, opened his eyes, and slowly sat up on the bed. Why did he feel so disoriented? The last thing he remembered was having a drink with his father. He glanced around him, groaned again, fell backwards on the bed, and closed his eyes.
He was having this dream again, the one where he was back in the room at Razor's base. Why did he keep having this dream? Next, Liah would walk in, sit over him, and they would have steamy, hot, intense erotic sex. Which would leave him with a painful hard-on. When was this torture going to end? He wondered with another groan. On the other hand, maybe these dreams will aid him in producing an heir with his new wife. He thought with a snort.
"Your Highness?" Keshan calls. "Hmm," Mathayus sighed with relief. Keshan was here to help him begin his daily routine; now this erotic dream can disappear until later tonight, when it will no doubt return to plague him. "Keshan?" He calls. "Yes, your Highness." "What hour of the morning is it?" "It's three pm Jamaican time, your Highness." Keshan's answer.
"Three pm Jamaican ti....wait, what?" Mathayus's eyes flew open, and he bolted upright in the bed again, glancing around the room. This was indeed the room at Razor's base. "What the hell?" He swears when he sees four Royal guards plus Keshan and Lee standing in various parts of the room.
He swing his legs over the side of the bed and realize he was no longer wearing his princely attire, instead he was dressed in a black suit similar to the one he left this Island in, including a black gloves similar to the one he always wore, as he slowly took in his attire he walk towards the window but still couldn't believe what was right before his eyes.
He slaps both his cheeks, shakes his head, and rubs his eyes before glancing around the room and out the window again. Slowly, he turns towards Keshan. "Keshan," He calls in a deadly tone that made Keshan flinch.
"Explain this to me?" He demands, his voice calm and deadly. "The... king is.... b....best able to do that, your Highness," Keshan say his voice trembling as he hand Mathayus the phone he was holding.
"Father?" Mathayus calls disbelief evident in his voice. "Hi son, now before you rip my head off through this phone, hear me out." Mathayus took a deep breath, let it out, but said nothing.
"Time was of the essence, and I needed to get you back to that Island as quickly as possible, so that drink we had was me giving you a mild sedative so that you could have an anxiety-free nap during your journey." The king explained.
"And why was it imperative that I return to this Island father?" Mathayus asks his dark eyes focus on the landscape out the window that had become so familiar to him."
"Find Liah, then get back to me." His father says. "Father, she has already moved on, so why must I locate her?" "Remember when I told you that everything I do from here on is solely based on the fact that I love you?" "Yes, father." "Then trust me, if she had already moved on, I wouldn't have sent you there. I already texted you her location. I sent you to the location you're at now, so that you could wrap things up with those men before moving on, in order for you to go forward in your life. This is something you need to do, son," the king says.
"As you wish, Father." Ending the call, Mathayus handed the phone back to Keshan, then, taking another deep breath, he straightened his clothes and headed towards the door. A few seconds later, his steps halt as he hears a barrage of shots coming from downstairs.
"Some things never change." He snorts. "Um..your Highness, maybe you should sit this one out," Keshan suggests with concern. "Don't worry, I won't get involved if I don't need to." He winked at Keshan as he grabbed the door handle and yanked it open.
"Did the Prince just wink at you?" Lee asks. "Yep." "Has he ever done that before?" "Not that I can recall, come on, let's follow him, just in case he needs us.
The familiar scene of men running to and fro, shouting orders and indecent language, and women running around screaming, greeted him as he made his way down the corridor. "I so do not have time for all this right now." He growls under his breath.
"Terminator! Welcome back." One of Razor's men shouts, running towards him. "You're going to need this." The man shouts, throwing Mathayus's knife belt towards him, which he catches with ease. "And these," the man says, giving Mathayus two weapons. After securing the belt around his waist and placing the weapons on him, he folded his gloved fingers in a fist and stormed towards the chaos.
Thank you for reading
words of encouragement
Watch your thoughts, they become your words
Watch your words, they become your actions
Riddle from the last ch: What is round and has a bad temper?
Ans: A vicious circle.
Try not to get caught up in such a circle, my friends
. Now, after ridding yourself of such a circle, try this one
I'm tall when I'm young, and I'm shorter when I'm old. What am I?
Good luck