Tola listened quietly. He could get his throat cut for this exercise, eavesdropping on important matters for segund. Well it was not new for him. His neck is always on the line.
What can he not do for the king. He will do anything to please king nifemi. Even risking his own life.
Tola eavesdrop to know segund's next move,so he could inform king nifemi on how to move.
"I am very certain that nakir had fashioned this confusion. The protector can do this?Almost driving sirocco nuts.
Good heavens!
Nakir is very knowledgeable. He thought.
"We don't know what we're dealing with. He sighed.
Liam brought the spell requirement.
Sirocco gave brandon a pen knife. This spell requires brandon's blood. He took the knife and cut his left palm,he squeezed his blood out into a bowl. He continued squeezing out his blood for a while.
"Would you now squeeze everything out... That's enough brandon. Sirocco held his wrist above the bowl to make him stop. "That would be enough!"Sirocco said.
"Leave me. I can drain my life out just to prove to you all, especially you sirocco,that I am innocent. He scorned.
"Curse you sirocco. Let me just make it to the throne and you will lie in waste for this, for this embarrassment. I will find me a powerful sorcerer that will shut you up forever".Brandon said beneath him not loud enough for them to hear but of course the wizard heard.
"Not so brandon,not on my watch. You will not ascend this throne then. I will make it hard,I will make it very difficult for your bones to rest on that throne". Sirocco thought.
Another foe has been made.
"I will gather all my foe and burn them... They will be in shambles,for it is evident that if power should be in brandon's hand he will not let me live. Brandon is a threat.
Sirocco was in a deep thought.
"What is next sirocco, you are not saying anything". Brandon said impatiently.
He snapped out of his dark thought and smiled innocently at brandon. But brandon found his smile unpleasant.
"Shall we proceed". Brandon asked.
"Yes, indeed we shall".
He started pouring some mixtures into brandon's blood. He was chanting very loud,his eyes closed and his mouth moving incredibly fast. He saw an unclear vision of laura,her face quite shady,her voice was very shaky and in her arm she carried the body of the protector.
Sirocco opened his eyes. The dead silence played along for a long while with everyone watching him,their eyes wide open,their brains calculating and questioning and their mouth closed and muted. He could sense nakir's energy in her.
"How so?"
This craze nakir is making us go through, this confusive state.
His cunny devious tricks.
How he hates to play the mystery box game.
The king was growing impatient, even so brandon. Sirocco silence troubled them.
He noticed them. Their darting look that screams 'say something sirocco '.
"Why will you not speak sirocco?" The king spoke finally.
"Is there a problem?" He asked.
"Yes, your majesty. There is a big problem".
He said as he walked to where brandon stood.
"Remember a maiden". He said as he looked deep into his eyes. "Remember her with nakir's body.
Quick flashes and pictures of the incident started forming in brandon brain. he could not see her face but of course he remembered her beauty and her body. He had given her his ring. He could hear her faint voice In his ears
'forget'everything,forget you gave me your ring'. A demon princess she is ,her beauty and all but his royal ring matters most. He frowned,the thought of her disappeared. Nevertheless that feeling could appear when he behold her again.
"Yes,I remember now. Brandon said.
The ball turned blue.
"I remember her compelling me to forget ,but I do not see her face at all.
The ball turned blue again.
"I also cannot see her face". Sirocco confessed. The blue turned blue again.
"How so?"... She is smart and conniving. One thing is that I sense nakir's energy all over her. Said sirocco.
"Perhaps she is nakir. Perhaps he transformed into a lady's body. Brandon said.
"No, she can't be". Sirocco replied brandon.
"If she is not sirocco then she must be his tool. She is a tool for nakir". The king figured.
sirocco eyes open in realization.
"Yes,she can be. Indeed she is, for all over her I sense nakir's energy. Your highness I suggest we take this opportunity to attack". Said sirocco. "We have been waiting for the opportunity,we have been waiting for the day
to take hills. Let us take them now for they will not be prepared".
The words of sirocco pleased the king very much.
Why wait again?
After all this years.
"Why delay again?
An incredible opportunity.
King malaa smiled.
"I support that, sirocco. Let us take this opportunity. The king decided.
"Yes,my king... Sirocco smiled triumphantly,his wrinkled old face and his crooked teeth graciously surfaced as he smiled.
All the upper room officials and guards stood there partly confused and clueless.
'she is a tool for nakir'
Who is this person sirocco is talking about?"
Who is the tool?"
They all stood in silence listening and noting every word that comes out of the king's ,of brandon's and of sirocco's mouth.
All they know is to prepare and take the treasures.
"Nakir cannot enter his body back because it is incomplete. That means nobody will strong enough to stop us. The king smiled more.
Brandon watched quietly. He knows sirocco was not concerned for him or about his ring at all. Sirocco is not happy to retrieve his ring. It was something else. Something so great to put a smile on his face. It was hills treasures. The treasures caused this unusual happiness for sirocco. Brandon could see it in his eyes.
"Let us march down to hills and possess it, everything hills will be ours. The king said.
The guards and official celebrated.
This seems pleasing to their souls.
"Why should we train with our lifetime and not end up in a battlefield to show our skills.
"Send words to the army ,for we march down to hills now!" The king said.
There was a loud shout of joy in the courtroom.