His looks were stern and unchanging even after some time, finally spoke with an abundance of jealousy "How could it possibly a meager General of Army is more legendary and famous than the King of Territory and Kingdom?" gradually his expressions turned from jealousy to solemn and shouted at his underlings, "Quickly! Find out ways to eliminate that scoundrel, General."
Nobody could ever think that King was afraid of his Army General popularity.
They were sitting in a palace private meeting room; the room was fairly spacious and filled with antique gifts from other Kingdoms.
His extremely fine robs was also a gift from neighbor King.
How he was feeling throughout his jealousy time only he could better elaborate, he had invited his four monastics who were equally suffering from the King; they were his trusted men and more close
"I won't stay at ease until I get the right way to eliminate him," he was determined.
"Should we spread a rumor that he is disloyal to King?" one of them whose appearance was as cunning as words, proposed to King, King roughly furrowed his brows and again shouted with grim, "Are you out of your mind? People would know sooner or later about it as time passed and once it is known to everyone, there would be strong chances of public as well as army rebellion," King was restless.
One who was silently sitting spoke with thoughtful expressions, "If I am assured to spare my life in case of anger, I have a better idea in which King would be able to get rid that Army General without involving himself in this small matter," he rose up from his seat and bowed to King.
Following his sentence, King rose up from his seat comparably satisfied manner because he knew that this opinion-maker of his was a smart guy and his opinion would be worth practicing. King seated again, pointed for him to sit as well as.
After he revealed his plan to King, his expressions turned awful but then he smiled weakly.
There were zero loopholes in this plan and being a King he could issue any kind of orders.
If the Army General felt something unusual about it, it would be too late for him to retreat.
Overall this disposition was operable.
King distributed many orders between his four trusted interposition and then went in to meet his family in another part of the palace.
He crossed different corridors, looked at his eleven years old son who was doing his practice in the palace practice arena then he moved toward left with a satisfied smile on his face.
His master was unique because he was skilled in two battle arts, Swordsmanship and Archeries.
Eleven years old son of King had no superiority complex being only and future King or Heir of Crown.
He respected a lot his Master and was greatly impressed by his Master's.
Since his Master was on a weak day off and had taught him new move so he was practicing wholeheartedly before his Master came back and teach him more.
He was going to give a pleasant surprise to his Master by doing his best in this move and he wanted to display this move in full bloom. He was drenched in sweat but continued his training.
King crossed a small walk path and reached in open hall which was for his Mistress to address with her maid girls and appointed them daily chores randomly.
Mistress took this job because she got bored sometimes, this interaction, though little, but proved refreshing for her so far.
As expected, she was there ordering different appointments and King stepped into the hall, all maid girls immediately bowed to him with the greeting.
He nodded his head, and they went back to their appointed duties.
He smiled and looked at her, she was reluctant to stand and give a face to him and thus he knew this.
He looked around that nobody was nearby, then he bent down his knees close to her chair and near her legs and smiled broadly, "Don't you want to look at me?" He spoke with complete innocence, Mistress face blushed red but did not look at him, showing her anger.
He touched her crystal clear hands with his hands grab them warmly looking at her.
She was so abundant beautiful that one could only imagine that beauty in one's imagination, not in reality, and her heart was as crystal clear as her beauty.
Her red lips quivered in little anger and then faced her King, "You are cruel to me, you don't bother to feel that all day long, I wander in this palace alone and you never thought about to be with me and spare some time for your Mistress.
He felt that a rose was speaking to him with complete soft nature.
He was sure that she would not remain angry anymore, so he kissed her hands and smiled, "My Mistress is smart and know beforehand that there were matters to be cleared.
He always felt defenseless in front of her.
Both stood up and King kissed her forehead and Mistress blushed again with deep red cheeks.
Meantime their only son and Heir of Crown entered in hall unknowingly and when he witnessed both his mother and father with affection for each other, he ashamed and coughed a little and innocently smiled and looked at his parents.
Now they were looking at him with more affection on their faces, nodded for him to come close to them.
With training, he was sweating, less now, but he kept a distance and bowed toward his parents, "King and Mistress, your son asks for forgiveness for this untimely presence."
His mother came forward to him and touched his thin chin with her tender hands and brought his face up, "My son knows how to present himself courteously without any bothersome being there, it honestly gives happiness."
"I am grateful Mistress Mother, for your kind affection," prince hastily bowed and askes for his leave-taking to restore for a while and relax and promised to spend enough time with his mother before going back for training. He bowed to his King Father and then Mistress Mother and then left the hall pleasantly.