Desert Encounter
Chapter 6

The storm had finished blowing after long minutes of waiting which had seemed interminable. She had brought with her everything that was in her path.

The sheikh finally lifted the big, heavy blanket that had kept him compressed in this restricted space, plunging him and everything else into total darkness. He contemplated the horizon gradually regaining its brightness and carefully observed the surroundings, it was well past and definitely behind them.

He then turned around to ask the young woman who was standing right next to him to get up, because it was time for them to go back, but he noticed with great surprise that the young lady was asleep, with traces of dried tears. , mixed with dust covered his face not his magnificent face and his almost black brown hair.

Without realizing it, he couldn’t help but notice that even in this disadvantageous position she was really beautiful, the desire to slide his fingers through her long hair was rather trendy but hey who could do that? sleep during a sandstorm?

He grimaced and reality hit him in the face when he saw part of the corpse of the young man who accompanied him a few meters from him now covered in sand, only his hands were still visible.

The sheikh then said to himself that perhaps it was a good thing to know that she was asleep.

– your majesty, your majesty

The tourists who were mainly Arabs and two to three foreigners were gathered around him when he stood up to face them

– your majesty what do we do now.

– your name. Tona the sheikh in his hoarse voice

– Ibrahim your majesty Ibrahim Kardafi. he was the first to recognize her, he advanced towards him with a confident step, both hands behind his back. With his chest out, he was the typical portrait of a guard in his army.

– well Ibrahim, night will fall soon, you will take 2 men with you and dig up this corpse, you will embalm it with its blankets and bring it to the camels and from there we will make our way back. the body will be deposited in the nearest morgue. Ordered the implacable sheikh

– at your orders your highness, and for the prisoners what do we do with them.

Did he bother to ask

– are they properly attached? Questioned the army chief.

– yes your highness, I personally took care of it. I was part of your army before. But I had to retire early due to a war injury.

– Oh! Very well, you will come and see me at the palace. And what does the guide attach with them.

– he tried to escape with one of the bags of loot that the rebels had managed to amass. I took the liberty of stopping him and tying him up, you can never be too careful.

– well said. I’ll call my guards and they will come get them and take them to the cell.

– okay your majesty and….. she

said, pointing with his head to the young woman sleeping on the sand.

The sheikh tensed and clenched his jaw.

– I take care of her

– we could bring her before…………

– I said, I only take care of her. everyone heads to the oasis. He said in an authoritative voice.

He took out his phone and called Salif directly, and dictated his orders, which he wanted carried out within the minute.

Then turned around and admired the sleeping beauty. The sheikh himself had not understood her desire to keep her close to him.

As crazy as it sounded, he didn’t want any other man besides him to lay his fingers on her.

He then lifted her like a princess and began his walk, then stopped and turned towards the small group, the two women present whom he had not even paid attention to from the beginning looked at him with admiration. Yes, they had just met the sheikh in person. And only God knew how handsome they might find him but above all they would have wanted to be in the place of the sleeping beauty.

– reassure yourselves that you have taken everything you can, what belongs to you, the rest you will drop off at the nearest police station

– okay your majesty. They replied in heart.

Hopefully she doesn’t wake up before she arrives at the palace. Thought Emir

Because he had no desire to abandon her in a police station or anywhere else for that matter, especially after having suffered such trauma.

Finally, it was the excuse that his subconscious had found, to justify his irrepressible need to keep her close to him.