Sheherazade Part I

Scheherazade knew what it meant to spend a night with the prince. Everybody in Sumeria where she lived her whole life knew that prince Akbar, after a first night of temptation, would send the woman to prison and never see her again.

Ahhh every time she thought of the prince, her heart beat faster, her breath was held in her breast... She remembered the first time she saw the prince… She was couple of years younger and finally her father would let her watch the parade where the king and his family greeted the public every year on the celebration of the crown.

She remembers the day exactly, it was a summer day, the 1st of july. The scent of jasmine and honeysuckle were in the air. It was a clear blue sky and she was wearing her favorite red dress where her perfectly shaped shoulders invited the rays of sun like a passionate lover. She was mixed in the crowd waiting for him. She had heard about the prince before but never saw him close up. As she elevated herself tiptoeing, she first saw the royal carriage. It was adorned with red and gold rubies. Four beautiful horses were galloping in synchronicity and the king with his queen were greeting the public. How beautiful she thought as she moved her hips right and left to find the spot for a perfect view to see the prince.

Prince Akbar was right behind the king and queen's carriage, he was on a white horse wearing a cape with red and gold trim. He had a half smile on his face. His silver, black hair was shining under the noon sun. He had his right hand up to greet the crowd. Scheherazade was mesmerized... the scent in the air, the heat of the July sun, the prince on a white horse..She almost fainted. She had never seen such a handsome man in her life. She felt a heat wave going through her entire body.

The prince was carrying a sword that was touching his leg. Every step of the horse the sword was reflecting the rays of the sun and it caught Sheherazade's eye. Then right at that moment, for a split second, the prince turned his head to the right and saw her. The time stopped for Scheherazade. She was in the eternity. Her soul joined his soul as her heart was looking for his...she could barely stand up, her legs were shaking and she was gasping for a breath of air. Her heart was pumping hard and her whole being was high, elated. She felt his presence in her heart. The gates to her heart opened up and a golden light filled it up with love like she never felt before, she felt dizzy. To Be continued......