The Handmaid: A Short Story

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Day 20 - I was granted an audience with his esteemed highness, the scion of the Buyudi clan of the Daylam and ruler of Baghdad, the Emir Musharraf al-Dawla. The Emir showered me with the greatest hospitality and bade me good tidings as I traversed the lands to the east of his domain. I thanked the Emir for his courtesies and was formally granted permission to travel through the Emirate. The Emir also formally appointed Lieutenant Bansari and a sizable detail of his men to protect me on my journey and serve at my disposal as my guards. I am thankful to be blessed with such hospitality from the Emir. Thus, we embarked on our grand journey, and finally bid adieu to our kith and kin in the Emerald City as we depar the gates of the new, Buyudi Baghdad. Twenty days wasted in Baghdad. Never have I felt so anxious to depart. A strange unsettlement had befallen me in the last few days and hours before my departure, …show more content…

In fact, I had barely seen here since that day. Shame, my own and the one the Lieutenant and I imposed on her, kept me from approaching her before she was ready. I had been waitingfor her to come around. I see now that was a mistake. Where could that fool child have gone to? And to hear she left the house wearing her tiraz bands. None of it made any sense and I could not understand this strange behavior of hers’. She knew I was to depart today. She knew I wanted to say goodbye. My instinct told me something was wrong. I thought for a moment of going to look for her; make sure no harm had befallen her. Then, I thought the better of it. It was the height of the day. What harm could ensue upon her that had not happened in all these long years we have lived in Baghdad? Besides, she knew I was to leave today. She knew my schedule. Clearly, she had decided that she did not want to see me before I departed. She had made her own choices. I would leave it at

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