Prologue
A sharp sword rested on his shoulder, the sharp blade pressed against his neck. His clothes soaked from the rush of rain that had slowed down to a drizzle. Strange, but the worst moments in his life always seemed to coordinate with the rain.
How did the heavens know to match with his tears?
His knees hurt from kneeling on the stones in the courtyard at Kamran Estate. He shifted to ease the ache and the sword at his neck nicked his skin. He hissed at the sharp sting. The sword’s blade was sharp.
Jihan imagined it could ten pigs with one sweep in the hands of its skilled master. The blade shifted away from his neck and he closed his eyes at the small relief. The man holding the sword to his neck had no softness in him. It wouldn’t matter how much Jihan pleaded, he would follow orders and kill Jihan if it came to it.
A scream cut through the night and Jihan forgot his discomfort. Heart in his throat, he watched two more men drag his older sister and her husband into the courtyard.
How had they found them?
A strangled cry escaped his lips when the man holding his sister pushed her to the ground next to him.
Jihan reached for her to steady her.
“Can’t you be kinder?” Jihan asked, his eyes filling with tears.
Andiya kept her hands over her stomach to protect her unborn child. She leaned into Jihan, her tears clear on her cheeks, her gaze on her husband, Ishan.
Ishan knelt on the ground, maneuvering so that he was protecting Andiya with his body, when one of the men reached for her again.
“Leave her alone,” Jihan said, angry with their captors and their brutish ways. “She is pregnant. Tell me, how will you take responsibility if anything happens to the baby?”
The men stopped reaching for Andiya, and Ishan moved closer to his wife, holding her with care. Ishan glared at their captors too, his arm around Andiya, giving her the warmth he could.
“Why are you doing this?” Jihan asked, when his sister gripped his left arm, her fingers trembling with fear. “How dare you invade Kamran Estate?”
“Don’t blame us,” a gruff voice said above Jihan. “You brought this on yourself.”
Jihan wished he could refute the accusation, but in the end, all he could lament was that his plan had not worked. If it had, his sister and her husband would have already left and found refuge in Iron Land with his friend, Swallow. He had been willing to face the consequences of his actions alone.
How had things gone so wrong?
“You dared—,”
The gruff man above him growled out, not finishing his sentence.
The anger rolling off him made Jihan hope that their deaths would be swift, and not slow torture. He couldn’t bear the thought of Andiya and her child suffering.
Jihan felt Andiya’s grip on his arm tighten, and he looked up, his heart dropping when he saw the tall, forbidding man entering the courtyard. His silver armor shone in the moonlight, a heavy blood red cape flowing behind him. The stories Jihan had heard were true. In his armor, Duke Silver was enough to stop a weak man’s heart with fright.
Jihan found he couldn’t take his gaze away from the long sword Duke Silver held. That blood thirsty blade that had cut down thousands of lives during the West Nation Rebellion.
Jihan gulped, thinking his life sure had fallen to the depths now. He could never have imagined facing death at the tip of Duke Silver’s blade. Still…, maybe this was their fate after all.
Duke Silver came to a stop before him, dripping with murderous intent, his face dark with anger.
“Duke Silver, we caught the woman and her husband on the road heading into Iron Land. Master Jihan was waiting here. We haven’t found his shadow guard,” the gruff one next to Jihan said.
“He sent him away,” Duke Silver said, his hard gaze speculative as he studied Jihan.
Andiya moved closer to him, her eyes filled with fear. Seeing it, helped Jihan with his decision.
Jihan pushed his sister into Ishan’s arms, and crawled forward, making sure they were both behind him. Still on his knees, he straightened his back and faced Duke Silver.
He would be no cowering fool. He was the master of Kamran Estate after all: he had made all decisions in this place since he turned ten. Protected his sister, grown the family business, played just as hard, and even dared to love, twice, he had missed out on nothing.
So now, he would take responsibility for his decisions.
The rain started again, and Jihan was glad for it, as it would hide the tears he couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Punish me alone,” Jihan said, his fingers clenched to keep from shaking with the fear sinking in his heart.
Duke Silver’s dark gaze left him with no doubt that the Duke was angry enough to kill him and everyone in the Kamran Estate. They had dared to ignore a royal edict and fooled a prince.
“No matter how I look at it, Kamran Estate has indeed done you wrong,” Jihan said, keeping his tone light. “Please know that my sister and her husband did not know about the royal edict.”
Jihan ignored his sister’s cry of protest, and was grateful when Ishan held her tighter, muffling her words.
“I hid the truth from them. I planned their wedding even knowing that she was promised to marry into the royal family. I paid for their trip to the Iron Lands. All these decisions were made by me,” Jihan continued. “They are not at fault. Please spare their lives and let it end with me. I’ll take responsibility for daring to disregard a royal edict.”
Duke Silver pointed his sword at Jihan’s face, the tip an inch away from his left eye. Jihan clenched his fists, fear racing through him, he felt close to falling from it, but he needed to do this, for the sake of his sister, her unborn child and her husband.
He couldn’t bear the thought of the alternative, which would be watching his sister forced into an unwanted marriage, her child murdered…he shuddered. Worse yet, they might decide to send both Andiya and her husband Ishan to their deaths. Jihan couldn’t imagine bearing the burden of burying his sister and her child. It would be too much to ask of him.
No, this was better. He was alone after all, unmarried with no ties to anything. His life mattered less here.
Kamran Estate would go on without him, taken care of by his sister. Andiya might even get a son in the future and name that boy after him. She would smile looking at that child and think of him. It was enough. The thought gave him some strength.
Jihan locked his muscles in place, and stared at the tip of Duke Silver’s blade. He couldn’t help admiring how it shone in the moonlight. The stories were true. How fierce he looked, so handsome and fierce.
“Agreed, we’ll do it the way you want. You take responsibility,” Duke Silver gritted out, after a short period of silence, keeping his sword steady as he spoke. “Jihan, how dare you look down on the royal family? You shall indeed pay the price for their lives with yours.”
Jihan closed his eyes, unwilling to watch Duke Silver swing a sword at him. Things between them had already reached this point. His heart was already shattered. Why make it worse? He took in a deep breath, steadying himself, ready for death…
The Reluctant Consort is period fiction set in a fantasy land known as the Akasha Empire. There is a royal family, as expected of the books in the Prince Series, that is, Crown Prince Yoshi and The Prince & His Royal Guard. The Reluctant Consort makes it the third and last. There are wars, men with swords and horses and wearing period costumes. I couldn’t help giving Duke Silver a red cloak for his armor. Jihan is a merchant, with a worldly view, nothing can tie him down and Duke Silver somehow finds a perfect method to do so. The fun is how these two stubborn people will end up loving each other.
I had written a snippet of this story in an earlier post, and promised to change the title. Which I did. Development has been involved, but I’m finally happy with the direction it’s going and this is truly the start of The Reluctant Consort. Duke Silver and Jihan are on the way. I hope you’ll enjoy reading about them as much as I’m having a blast writing for them.
If you don’t already know, I post most of my stories on GA first. Then, I slowly turn them into e-books for download. I’m currently working on turning the three last finished books into e-books. In between that, there will be Duke Silver & Jihan to entertain you. I’ll work out a posting schedule in the next few weeks.
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