NOT A ROYAL CONNECTION by Guillaume Mwamba (bts book recommendations .TXT) 📖

CHAPTER ONE

 

 

 MURDERED

 

seven pm,  

    located northern of a desolate warehouse,  

        in the estate of Marruecos 

  

Missing mother for all four days, eighteen years of age Dawn Crowns lived in the thickest forest of Marruecos. Dawn inhabits a professional mega-mansion that is changed to fit her desirable needs. Dawn suffered from severe joint immunodeficiency. An immune disorder that makes her body extremely weak--like the meaning to fight virus bacteria. It is like she is allergic to everything, even the simplest virus can kill her. 

Adding what she eats, or touches can have severe consequences. Her illness has a cure but hers is a rare kind. Continually, therefore she is not able to leave the house. Her mother Esther is a professional doctor, watches Dawn's fatalities, and keeps a record of them. 

About seven decades ago, Esther was captured by the most madman ravenous mafia underworld gangs of their ruthless thirst for a thrilling horror movie. 

"Please. Let me go. I am begging you. My little daughter is waiting for me. She is only fourteen. Please-uh!" Grunted Esther. 

 Esther was smitten unconsciously when she found herself amid the warehouse arena. 

"Jesus Christ ! And where am I?" Esther asked. 

"Man. This time for my revenge on your grandmother Naomi Mightiness, who killed my only son. Perhaps if I murdered her only granddaughter, we would be even. And Esther, my dearest friend, if you want to live, reunited with a little Girl, better start running or else it is game over for you! After I have released these ravenous dogs, you better flee as your feet would carry you. Ready? Released the hounds fast!" The man ordered. 

Esther quickly got up on her feet and ran for a moment until the dogs were released. She ran at the fastest speed, arrived at the storeroom. Esther climbed the stairs and discovered herself within the desolate warehouse. 

Escaping for her life the man's henchmen began opening fire with their fake guns in her every direction till she reached the staircase for her freedom and began climbing stairs. Moments, she was about to reach her freedom on the last step when a bullet pierced her crown, Esther screamed and gasped for her breath as she went collapsing backward to the dirty messy ground. 

"My-my. Excellent. You were there for your freedom. But what happened Esther? Now your daughter is left all alone," the man pretended to sob. 

Till he walks away while his eyes turn into the worse expectation and back to normal as he disappeared out of Esther's corpse. 

Moments later, a police officer reached the warehouse a little late, Esther was already murdered. Two detectives with two other police officers walked into Naomi's directing office and told her the unwelcome news while I was around. 

"Forgive us, Ms. Mightiness. You're--you're great granddaughter Ms. Crowns was murdered last night. We give you our condolences," said the detective. 

"No! Esther! This cannot be! No!" Noami cried. 

Held her as she lamented for her great-grandchild Esther, crying all her sorrows out until she could not cry anymore. Last night, Noami brought the unwelcome news to her multiple great-grandchild young Dawn. 

Both the remaining none and a royal family hugged tightly, Noami was comforting and consoling her crowned princess of Marruecos.  

"There...there Dawn I am here. And at least both of your parents are in the better place," Naomi answered.  

"Mother! No! this cannot be. Why do you have to go and leave me alone in this wicked world?" Dawn cried.  

Hope her professional medical nurse came to check up on her current situation, but she was unable to because her patience was crying bitterly with her oldest great-grandmother. 

She seemed confused but broke into lamentation when she found out that her oldest  great-grandmother was telling the truth. I felt deeply sorry for both Dawn, who lost her only parent and Noami, who lost her only great-granddaughter. Continually Dawn finished her education online because of her current situation and never goes out to any outside world or public schools. 

Seven decades later, my old friend Zack walked into my office, telling me that I had been summoned by Noami. 

  

 

CHAPTER TWO

 I TRUST YOU VERY MUCH 

I was a bit confused, worried, and fear struck my spine coldly till I arrived at Noam's office. 

"Mvuela! Morning. I am extremely glad and impressed that you have arrived. You might be in my directing office. If you do this to me, forever I will be pleased. See. My great-great-granddaughter's birthday party is coming up. And I was hoping you would attend. Despite that, you are a good man my little multiples great-granddaughter is turning nineteen for she has a weak immune system. Neither can she go outside to be with other girls her age while she is locked into her mega palace-like mansion. And our mother was a professional doctor, but her illness is incurable. Her British American father Ezekiel Crowns, thirty-nine, was a Swahili-spoken man yet died from cancer when she was one. Multiple young girls her age have gone missing. I am worried about my little babe. Please, I am begging you. Would you have me please?" Noemi pleaded. 

"Forgive me? Are you serious? Despite that, do you trust me that much to be entrusted with your multiple great-granddaughter? And continued that, she is a girl. I am not being rude and forgive me if I am being rude or arrogant-!" I paused. 

"I trust you very much that you are going to keep a close watch on her royal guard, please. Besides that, all other members of the agency have refused to help me. You are my last hope, Mvuela. Like I said, if you help me, I will be forever grateful to you, please. Her mother, who you already know, went missing four years. And was found dead in an empty desolate warehouse, "Noami continued. 

"Excellent. My-my, excellent. Man, Naomi, I am going to regret this decision. And of course, I have no choice but to help you babysit your multiple great-granddaughter. "I signed. 

"Right. Right! And thank you very much. Continually, I will go to Marruecos late this evening, "Naomi answered. 

I blinked multiple times, but Naomi busted laughing hard as she told me not to worry, that I only need to get my suitcase of clothes, and that is all. 

"Right. And it seems like everything will be ready. I will just drive home; grab my suitcase and we'll be on our way to Marruecos." I replied.  

“Excellent. Despite that, you will be across her window in a mega palace-like mansion. And you will disguise yourself as her other neighbor. Am I understood?" Naomi answered.  

"Of course. Meaning that the glass wall of the palace that where she’d be watching me? Still, it is going to be a short distance to the mega Palace. Am I correct?" I asked.  

“Exactly. And that is all. Almost forgot to remind you that I've already ordered Zack to take your suitcase to Marruecos' guest house." Naomi responded. 

"Correct. Later, Naomi. Would you mind if I returned to my work or office, please?" I whined.  

"Oh, do be quiet, Mvuela. And of course, you can return to your office, sheesh. "She snared.  

Somewhere within the special mega palace, Dawn was looking outside through her glass wall in her white sleeping dress. She watches them going back and forth with smiles on their faces and a very missing for longing expression on her face.  

'Man. I miss going out there but this incurable illness of mine will not permit me. And would you mind hearing a secret of mine? Um, well it is a fresh river waterfall scent.' Dawn wondered. 

Dawn was staring out her clear glass wall, as people came and went, her fellow girls her age passing by laughing with their men. 

'Would I find someone I was deeply in love with? Um, someone who will give me a reason to have restless nights. No! No! No, that will never happen-!' Her thoughts were interrupted.  

"Afternoon, my princess. Ready for another medical check-up?" Interrupted the voice.  

Dawn was focusing on her clear glass wall and couldn't hear her nurse and her only best friend coming in or her questioning because she was lost in thoughts. 

 

CHAPTER THREE

 

LIKE A BIRD IN A CAGE 

Hope Wells, nineteen, irresistible gorgeous American girl. Till she came to tap her shoulders.  

"Excuse me, Majesty, pardon me for the interruption. I am truly sorry that you are locked like a bird in a cage," Hope signed.  

Dawn swirled around unless she met anyone other than her best friend Hope. Smiling brightly when she saw her finally but tears down her eyes and lamented her chest in disappointment.  

Could Hope to help her best friend and her patience stopped bemoaning. Not at all because she felt exactly what Dawn felt and missed. She gave her patient extreme love and comfort whereas Dawn laments all her sorrows out of her heart.  

"Dawn. Please forgive me for imposing but I'm sure that your oldest great-grandmother will think of something to do with your loneliness. My good Jesus. I just remember!" Hope said.  

"Remember what, Hope?" Dawn signed.  

"Um, your birthday is coming up. Perhaps your oldest great-grandmother will bring a man to your birthday party. "Hope chuckled.  

"Hope. Please, you are being dramatic. My oldest great gramps? Bringing a man in the palace? I believe that is out of the question, "Dawn laughed.  

Till she was