CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY-NINE
The walk to the library was just me and Aisen. He refused the guards from following us because, according to him, it would reduce the respect they had for him.
“How did you convince your former husband to let you read so much? I know they banned high-class books in your world when Seth became King,” he asked as he opened the backdoor of the library.
“It wasn't him that allowed me. My father had a secret library and let us read everything. It sort of made us different from everyone else, and I initially hated my husband,” I answered, enunciating the ‘husband’ part without his reference to him being a former.
He noticed because he smiled and shook his head and walked with me toward the science books part.
“Your father should have let you be. You wouldn't have ended up here. But anyway, if that weakling could make you love him, I guess all I have to do is give you time, and that's one thing I have in abundance. I'll see you in an hour,” he said before walking away.
I was wearing a flowing, white gown that made me look very mature and worthy of the station of the wife of the General.
But before they came to dress me up, I'd refreshed my mind, not caring how much it hurt because I knew I'd need it.
So I did what began this journey of power for me; taking in knowledge written in books, both old and new.
I kept going through the entire library, looking for anything on airplanes, but it seemed they didn't write about that subject at all.
I was restricted from moving around the library according to the general so I had to sit on one spot to try to take in all the books.
I picked one that looked interesting and sat down on a chair where no one would think to come to and held it like I was reading it.
Meanwhile, I was surfing through the entire library, hoping I'd see something related to planes, or anything flying in general.
If I did, I'd actually be able to escape tomorrow night; I could feel the containers in the crown of thorns in my head feeling very light.
I'll press them again tonight, and hopefully, I will be able to run away without getting caught or made to pass out.
That's if I find a way to fly that damn plane.
If only I knew how to get access to Xavier in my dreams like he did when I was with the revolution.
Then an idea formed in my head as the pages in the library poured into my head.
I remembered how I'd made Corbin show us what had happened between him and Fanny, the former official doctor.
The issue was who would be the perfect person for that?
I didn't want to use the General because I'd not seen him fly but then, he should know how to considering his position so it was a 50-50 chance.
Also, he was the most accessible. All females on this planet were only allowed to be seen on their own if they were slaves or unmarried, and considering I'd been claimed, I had no way of being outside or coming in contact with the other Draks, who I was sure were capable of flying.
“I knew you were just trying to run away from your room!” A voice exclaimed, startling me.
It was the General, dressed in a fine tunic that had golden embroidery.
“What are you talking about?”
“You can't even read!”
“Of course I - oh,” I realized I'd kept the book upside down.
“So now that you can't be useful to me this way, you are going to either come to my room after tonight’s dinner, willingly, I might add, or you'll have a special room prepared in the dungeons for you,” he declared, his tone icy.
His previous tired and laid back attitude was gone and in its place was the horrible drak I'd known in space.
“Wait!” I exclaimed, “I can actually read, I was just distracted so when I picked another book, I didn't start reading it immediately. But I had to open it to avoid being seen by anyone passing by,” I explained, my heart beating fast in my chest.
I needed at least one more day to be sure this thing was empty of the sleeping drugs, and that wouldn't go well if I ended up in some special prison.
“Prove it,” he said to me and I opened the book, only to find out it was written in their language.
I'd nearly spluttered out its meaning in the universal language before I realized what was happening.
“This one is in a different language,” I said awkwardly and went in search of the ones that were in the universal language.
I found a book from Earth from a man called Socrates, and I began reading it out for him effortlessly.
“It's okay,” he said, stopping me with a wave of his hand.
“Thank you,” I replied with a relieved mind.
“Why are you so scared of being with me though? It's not like I'll hurt you. You're stuck here for the rest of your life and it's in your best interest to be mine. I'll provide for you more than I already do and you won't lack anything in this world or in many other worlds.”
I sighed, even though my sad face was a farce.
He didn't know I was aware of their plans. He wanted to destroy the bond between Xavier and me so when he sends me back to him, his ky'rhan would probably kill me out of anger and betrayal.
He was playing the long game but he didn't know I was far ahead of him.
“I believe in love, General, and I don't know any other form of intimacy but that. I watched my parents, and many around me express that emotion, so being with you just because I'm your conquest doesn't sit well with me.”
“So how come you ended up falling in love with that ky'rhan Xavier?”
“We had an extraordinary connection,” I replied, following him to the entrance of the library this time instead of the back.
My brain was still scanning through the books, looking for anything on flying vehicles when he placed his arm around my waist.
“What's happening?” I asked in shock, removing it immediately.
“My father is heading this way; you have to pretend you're already conquered, or you might have to deal with him,” he said in hushed tones.
I didn't hesitate to comply.
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