As usual, the town of Bord seemed to be in rush that afternoon.
The main door of the Presidential tower was wide open for people to enter, as it was a day where Regime took down the queries of citizens.
Two soldiers from a highest decree who were appointed to do the task that month, were seated in front of a desk and a chair blocking the entrance.
They uncovered each envelope people gave to them, and they seperated it into two wooden caskets kept in front of them after thoroughly reading it.
The envelopes put into the casket with label 'Noteworthy' were queries which would be taken into action soon, while the rest were put under the label 'Peripheral'.
Considering the range of the officials, there was no way, people thought of fighting over their queries to get inside the primary casket, as the punishments were rather scary and tedious.
While the soldiers collected the queries in a peaceful manner taking total control over the ground floor, the emergency meeting for top officials began at the President's hall serenely.
" Honorable President! It's been a week ever since the crime of Quesec's were put on fire by the people. Two days ago, the ministry had sent our sacred bird for inspection around the land. Through that report, Noblemen at the ministry had made confirmation about the usage of prohibited spells around the areas,where the family of Quesec's and Aschien's reside".
Commando of the Presidential Palace Mr. Vion said to the president.
The President heard his words in patience and remained silent.
Mr. Vion looked beside and signalled the rest of the Noblemen present, to speak up, if they had any complaints.
It was then, a very old man from among the subjects of the Regime voiced out from his seat, holding his decades old crook cane, which had shiny glass top with a very thich bottom made of dark wood.
" WE THE FOLLOWERS OF CANON SHOULDN'T WITHSTAND ANY TYPE OF MISERABLE SPELLS OR PROHIBITED INCANTATIONS TO BE EVEN BROUGHT UP IN OUR LAND. OUR NEGLETION OVER THESE THINGS MIGHT MAKE OUR FOREFATHERS FEAR COME TRUE. THE YOUNGER GENERATION AREN'T AWARE OF HOW HUGE OF VICIOUS THINGS ARE WATCHING US AROUND. EVEN THE SO CALLED QUESEC'S AREN'T AWARE OF IT, WHICH IS WHY THEY'VE BEEN INTO THE SINFUL INCANTATION. THEIR CARELESS TRAITS WOULD PUSH THEIR GENERATION FOREVER INTO THE WELL OF CURSED RING".
Said Hroki, the elderly Nobleman in a shaky guttering tone, whose beard was all grey, long enough reaching his chest.
Whoever among the subjects of the Regime present got completely shocked to hear the voice of Hroki after decades.
Nobleman Hroki was the eldest among the subjects, who never uttered a word, rather than special occasions.
Two of his own generations hadn't seen him speak nor look at anyone, as his eyes was closed anytime literally getting stuffed inside the wrinked skins.
The words of the elderly nobleman gave an alert on most of their minds, who felt a sudden urge to stop the unamusing activities of the Quesec's.
" SO!!! WHAT IS IT YOU ALL WANT ME TO DO...?"
After an hour long silence, asked the President in a humiliating manner.
Subjects around understood his way of reply. Inspite of being a president of a nation, he had to stand a bit low, as Headman of Triogle had more power than any of the leaders at the tricapital.
Whatever issues gets inside the ears of the President has to be sent to the Headman mandatorily.
Only after his consent, President can execute his decision being the highest authority of the Regime.
" Honourable Presodent, Mr. Pristen! If you don't mind... may I arrange an meeting for you... with the Headman? ", in a faltering tone Mr. Vion asked the President.
This made things heated up, as the President never liked Mr. Rowan ever since he took the position of Headman, as well as his meddlesome behaviours in all of Regime's affairs too.
Meanwhile at Mendus Jade, Evelyn got dumfounded to learn about how treacherous the place she visited was, after an hour long conversation with Mr. Zyke.
"Its true that we paved a quick glance to the abandoned area, but we never knew how malicious things were there. Thanks for your concern Mr. Zelano, we'll never let a step there", Evelyn calmed the situation with her plea in a humble manner.
Zyke was always a man of Principles.
He believed, elders to be the ones to give youngsters, enormous information about the enviromnent they live in , the past, on how to live at the present as well to prepare for the future.
While to the teens of petulando, who addressed the woods just as an abandanded space, Zyke narrated the true nature of lone places to make her beware of the hidden truth as well as spread those words to her friends.
" It's just you who learned the truth about one of the restricted places as per Canon. There are still lot of youngsters who roam about at those areas believing themselves to have defending sorcery. Do you know the history of Grieve wood? Can you predict why were're restricted there even being magical bearers?", asked Zyke in a deep thrilling tone.
Never in her dreams Evelyn thought she would take an history session all of a sudden, but still it was the very first time history sounded more fun and interersting.
To make her beware of dangers, Mr. Zyke told her the history of Grieve woods, which had its decades long thrilling events, still frightening the elders in the town.
" Soon after our land was declared independent by Felckock's effort, there was people who were againt Felckock. They were the people of dark traits, who lived their life casting dark spells and incantations", he continued...
"Felcock made sure for people to follow CANON, which only lead way to mould strong and good willed sorcerers. To act against all the rules and will of the Ministry,the dark lords began their work behind Felcock's back..."
"Grieve Woods brought back the vision of the noble dark lords back to life, which could torment any type of miserable grievances to an eternal guild. While all these hidden mystries tangle around at the woods, it's a worry that you both entered it unaware of the impending dangers", Mr. Zyke chronicled to Evelyn.