Everyone in the throne chamber were looking at Huli with an open mouth while he sat on the throne. Their eyes opened wide when they saw Huli lovingly soothing the baby who started to moan a bit.
"Apparently you are not busy enough, I, unlike you are, so why did you decide to hold this council meeting?"
Haya stepped forward and made a small bow
"My son I know that you are busy and especially now when the situation with the Queen is so grim. That is why I, together with the councilors have taken on the task of recording the names of the children in the birth register of the royal family "
Haya gestured to a maid to present the birth register of the royal family to Huli. the maid walked forward. She bowed and presented the birth register to Huli.
Huli took the royal family's birth register and rolled it open. When he read it he frowned. He rolled it up again and said nothing.
When he said nothing, Haya stood up and said
"My son I assume that your silence can be seen as approval, I propose ..."
Before Haya could continue talking, Huli had thrown the birth register of the royal family in front of her with a loud bang and had stood up from the throne.
At that moment, the temperature in the throne chamber had fallen sharply and no one dared say anything after seeing the sight of a cold-blooded Huli.
"As approval? Since when do you make decisions for the king, mother? Is this meant to mock me? My wife gave birth to three children, but I only see two names recorded in the birth register of the royal family. Would you care to explain that, mother? "
Haya swallowed and looked nervously at Huli, she knew her son's temperament as the best and it was clear that he was looking for blood. But what had she done wrong?
"My son only the first prince and first princess are suitable to be part of the royal family. It is clear that the second prince is weak and probably won't even make his first birthday. I suggest to send him south so that he can be raised by the royal family of the dragon tribe. They will therefore record a name for him in their birth register. After all, the child looks like someone from the royal family of the dragon tribe. You know.."
Before Haya knew, she felt that she was being grabbed tighly by her neck and lifted up. She looked shocked at her son, who looked at her as if she were a stranger. She grabbed with her hands at Huli's hand and tried to free His hand
"Woman, I can't believe you are my mother! Do you think I'll take him south ?! He stays exactly where he belongs and that is in my arms. My son is strong and will make it till his 100th birthday! If you get it in your head once again to talk about him in such a tone, I will not let it go mother! "
He roughly threw Haya on the floor and looked at the councilors with a cold look
" And you! Are you so incapable that you no longer know whose orders to listen to? I hope for you that you can restore the birth register. The first prince is named Hiroshi, the first princess is named Hiromi and the second prince is named Hiroki. Remember these three names well, because these are the names of the firstborn children of the king and queen of the foxes tribe "
A councilor wanted to say something, but Hiroki, who was still lying on Huli's arm, woke up and started to cry. Which made Huli look angrily around the throne chamber
"Look at what your idlers have done, because of you I got up so absurdly. If he has not slept enough because of this, you will regret it! "
Huli wanted to leave the throne Chamber when the doors suddenly flew open and ten warriors entered. Looking at the warriors' uniforms they belonged to army of the former king.
The warriors formed two rows on the left side of Haya were five warriors and on the right five warriors lined up in a row.
Haya, still lying on the ground, looked at the warriors and looked at the doorway. She saw the first General Taka approaching her.
He smiled as he stood before her, but another emotion could be seen in his eyes. He handed her a hand and said
"Former Queen commissioned by the former king Okuri, I came to escort you to the birth tribe of your husband"
Haya slapped his hand away and got up quickly
"I refuse to go, as long as my son does not want to leave me or my husband does not come to personally get me, i will not leave"
Taka smiled and pulled his hand back
"My Lady, Okuri has given us permission to use force if necessary, it is up to you whether we handle it nicely or maliciously"
The warriors walked towards Haya and wanted to grab her, but Haya avoided them and gave off an incredible cold air that pushed the warriors back.
Before they could recover, a big storm of ice went through the throne chamber, which ensured that only Huli and Taka were able to move.
Haya, Huli and Taka stood sharply and looked at each other. The tension in the throne chamber was tense and for a few minutes it was dead silent in the throne chamber until suddenly a servant came running in.
When he saw the situation in the throne chamber he knew nothing to say
"Speak!"
The servant started shivering and quickly bowed
"Your highness the watch tower guards have reported that the entire tribe has been frozen, from the houses to the flowers. "
Huli looked casually at the servant and wrapped Hiroki even more firmly in his blanket
" is that all? I am already aware of this news, my mother has just done that, hopng to postpone her departure, unfortunately for her that will not help her "
Haya looked angry at Huli and wanted to say something until another servant came running in and started talking without permission
"Your highness, the village ice had melted again and I am coming to announce that…"
Before he was done with talking , a strong cold whirlwind flew into the throne chamber causing Haya, Huli, and Taka to make an effort not to be blown away.
Huli annoyedly put Hiroki's blanket firmer around him and tried to absorb as much cold as possible.
He looked worriedly at Hiroki, who was lying in his arms, but to his surprise it seemed as if he was laughing and enjoying the whirlwind and was not bothered by the cold. Was he finally able to use his cold after two weeks, or at least be able to resist cold.