❤️❤️❤️ A Man Called Storm (Part 22) ❤️❤️❤️
"Are you crazy?"
"I am not crazy, if I was, I would be locked in chains and would be left behind by your brother. I like this room so it's either you share or you leave," Gwen said to him pushing him out of her way as she went to lay on the comfy bed still in her boots. She could feel the burning eyes of Morgan on her but she didn't care. "If you'd stare at my body enough you can leave the room or join in the bed."
"You must be kidding me," Morgan said with clenched teeth and left his room, he kicked his unconscious guards out of his way. He knew where to find Strom and headed there. He entered his late father's room- where Storm has chosen to stay- without knocking.
Storm back was facing him.
"Can't you for once give a man his breathing space," Storm said, sighing out loud and turning around to face Gwen- well he thought it was Gwen- and saw Morgan instead. "What!" he barked out in anger when he saw who it was. He was in no mood to pretend he was calm.
"Come and take your chicken out of my room," Morgan said with the same energy Storm had used on him.
Storm narrows his eyes on Morgan, "My chicken? If I could remember correctly I did not bring any chicken with me so don't use that excuse to walk into my room. Now get out of my room you are not welcome here."
"If I could remember correctly," Morgan began using Storm's line. "This is not your room, this is my father's room, so I can come in here as I want and get this in your head, this palace isn't yours."
"Well fortunately for you, your father is my father too and I have as much right to this room and every other building in this Palace than you," Storm said and crossed his hands behind him. "And I think you know why." he added with a coy smile.
Morgan's nose was twitching in anger but he controlled himself not to wipe out that smile on Storm's lips.
"Your woman or whatever her name is.....is your chicken so go and get her out of my room right this minute," Morgan said to Storm.
"Point of correction, she is not my chicken and my woman and whatever the problem is between the both of you, go and solve it."
"She is in my room, in my own personal space, I need you to come and get her out of my room or else......." Morgan stops there.
"Or else what Morgan?"
"I will kill her." he finished with a threatened fury that didn't leave any room for doubt.
"Well good luck with that," Storm said. "In case you succeed, which I doubt you will, you can invite me for her burial because I too have been looking for ways to chase her out of my personal space,"
Morgan clenched his fist and turned to leave when Storm's voice stopped him.
"And one more thing, just a little advice from a concerned brother that wouldn't want to see your butt get beaten by a woman. Well, before you even think of carrying out your threats on Gwen, remember her father trained our father in sword fighting and our father ran away when he couldn't bear the training. So if our father could run away from his training, well think of Gwen who had lived her whole life in the Garden of Edenis and the daughter of the man who taught our father sword fighting. You can take my advice or leave it, it's none of my business anyway."
Morgan left without another word. Gwen was sitting upright when he walked into his room. She stretches her neck to look behind Morgan.
"I thought you wanted to call your army on me, where are they?" Gwen taunts him, ignoring his hard glare on her.
Morgan didn't say anything, he continued glaring heatedly on Gwen, went to his wardrobe to pick out a new set of cloth he will be wearing and walked towards his conjoined bathroom, locking the door behind him. He double checked the door to be sure it was firmly locked and went to bathe.
He made sure he spent a lot of time in the bathroom and when he finally came out of it, completely dressed, he didn't see Gwen. He opened his wardrobe thinking she might be hiding there but was surprised when he didn't see her there. He checked his whole room and when he was sure she was not hiding anywhere, he quickly opened his room door and to his relief his guards were awake, "I need twenty of you to guard my door and ask the palace cook to bring my food to my room," he said to them and lock the door from the inside with his key.
*****
It was night and the entire palace was sleeping except for the guards who were wide awake and guarding the palace.
Morgan was seen sleeping on his bed and he turned slightly to the other side of his bed when he felt the warm breathing of someone. His eyes flew open when he felt warm fingers resting on his waist, the fingers tapping on his waist line lightly, and a wet soft lips met his.
He was out of his bed and thanks to the candles he was able to see who it was. His eyes met with Gwen.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded angrily, cleaning his lips with his palm.
"You are finally awake, sleeping head," Gwen said, yawing dramatically. "And I told you before, this is now my room. Now come to bed handsome."
"How did you get past the guards?" Morgan asked and when Gwen shrugged her shoulders and opened her mouth to answer, he spoke again remembering what she did to his guards earlier on. "Forget that, how did you enter my room?"
"Duh, I picked the lock."
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Kingdom of Kudarma:
Adaoh's Prison:
Dean and Kando was seen standing in front of Adaoh who was seen seating on her bed.
"What you are asking is very difficult Dean,"
"You can do it or have you forgotten the lineage you are from?" Dean asked mockingly. "Just a simple thing, concealed Kando's cloak so that no one could see it and you are saying it's difficult Adaoh, no wonder Sarah was able to put you in this place."
Adaoh stared angrily at Dean and stood up front her bed she stretches forth her two hands and touches Kando forehead and concentrated on him and started muttering in a low tone. The cloak around Kando started fading and soon it was no longer seen.