Thread: Overthrown (Soph & CharmSnake)

The water felt comfortably warm on this cold februari day, the temperature outside barely reached 20 degrees. Layla tried to swim laps for atleast an hour after waking up, partly to stay in shape and partly to have a fun time with her friends of whom there were always around four girls who managed to join her. Layla let Haifa pull her up the poolside and on her feet. Today, the princess was joined this morning by Noor, Haifa, Fatema and Samya. Noor was her best friend, she managed to visit her daily and they loved eachother like sisters. Noor would more often join her than her own family members when visiting horse races, basketball matches, football matches, tour around on her yaught or visit neighbouring states to party. The girls weren't allowed alcohol in Bahrain, they - and especially Layla herself - had to act like a Princess when being around her father's people, the only parties allowed had to be in the palace itself and under strict supervision of Colonel Yaseen, who had a small army wich sole purpose was to protect the Royal family. When the girls took off their bikini's, Layla caught Noor glansing between Layla's shaven legs. It wasn't unfimiliar teritory for her friend, as she had pleassured Layla sometimes. It wasn't that she was into girls, but Layla didn't want her future husband to have difficulty with her purity. Nobody would know if a girl touched her, but she had heard that each time a men gets inside her, it would be less pleassureable the next time. Layla wasn't that pure though, on a trip to Saudi Arabia she met Hashim bin Hussein, a prince from Jordan, and he was inside her a few times. Unlike the other girls, Samya hurried. The girl didn't dry off fully, only her hands, nor did she get into her clothes yet. She grabbed two towels and waited patiently in the open door between the shower room and the changing room. When Layla was done, she took the towels with a thankful nod in Samya's direction. She put one of her towels on her head, so her long black curly hair would dry. Although her curls looked decent, she prefered herself with straightened hair and most times she would go in public, she was seen with straightened hair. The princess felt that this hairstyle complimented her light arabic skintone. ''Thank you Samya.'' Layla said after her body was dry and Samya helped her into her white satin bathrobe that barely covered her knees. Big bangs created a shock on the faces of the girls, Haifa even let out a scream. Layla couldn't reach for breath to create a scream like that and most other girls seemed to have the same issue. ''What is this?'' Haifa asked, ''ISIS has finally targeted us?'' Layla was unsuprised by the lack of Haifa's ability to think, but did put up a dissapointing face. ''This isn't ISIS, this must be shia scum.'' Layla never thought it would come to terrorism in Bahrain, but the shia had been a troubling group for a while now. There've been protests for years, of and on, mostly peaceful. The scum wanted to overthrow her father, but she knew that would never happen. It took Layla a few seconds to get her thoughts together, but she managed to. There were bombs in the palace, so the only thing to do, was to go outside. Layla ran down the changing room, almost falling because it was slippery. She went into a hall, it was the wing where she lived with her sisters. Layla was with 22 years, the oldest daughter of her father and had little contact, nor interest in her younger sisters. The girl ran down the stairs, through a door and it took a few seconds of sunlight blinding her eyes, but as she stood outside, she quickly realized they weren't bombed.