"You said what Jamila?" Her father asked. His face was red with anger. It was exactly what she wanted. Jamila schooled her expression to one of sadness.

"He asked me to leave after I told him that I was carrying his child. He implied that the child was someone else's, he did not believe him," Jamila said to her father. That at least, was the truth.

"He did what?" Her father shouted and jumped up from his throne. The guards around him gathered and they tried to calm him down.

"He is definitely going down for this. There is no way that anyone would hurt my precious daughter and get...