In that same night, when he arrived inside his house, he saw his wife and moved closer to her, immediately he pressed against her back, and become unconscious, immediately he dozed off, "Hey where are you coming from, what with this odour" she pushed him down the chair, you came by it again, why did you always got drunk every day and night, am going to leave you here till the dawn, she paced to her room and lay on her bed.
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"Samson!! Solomon!! Come out here now", said the father,
Lovett came out and said, "Am I allow to follow you guys to the city, I don't want to be lonely here",
"mmmm, did you know where we going to?" he replied,
"Yes of course not", "we going to Master kiang", "to do what?"
"To learn some art, oh! I forgot to tell you this, the children came to me last night that they are interested in learning Martial art", "what!!, I don't support it, no!, no!", she yelled.
As Lovett protested, Samson and Solomon exchanged a knowing look. They had been prepared for this reaction, and they had a plan. "Mother," Samson said, "we know you're worried, but please hear us out. We're not asking to go off on some dangerous adventure. We just want to learn a new skill. It's a skill that could even help us defend you and our home, if need be."
Solomon nodded in agreement. "Please, mother," he said, his voice gentle and pleading. "We promise to be safe. We won't take any unnecessary risks." Go inside! You brat! They ran in with fear
"My dear, "I understand your concerns, but in this our hometown we gotta have to teach them what they want," Lovett's husband said, trying to calm her.
"But the children have expressed a genuine interest in learning the art of self-defense. I believe it would be good for them to learn discipline and focus, and it could also help them in times of danger." Lovett's husband placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, hoping to soothe her. "Please, give it some thought."
Lovett hesitated, torn between her fears and her husband's words. "I don't know," she said, her voice trembling. "If that the case I agreed, Samson! Solomon! Am sorry we can now go there!", their mother yelled
The children emerged from the house, clad in matching white robes with blue sashes, each carrying a wooden sword at their waist. "Wow, you both look incredible!" their father exclaimed. "Ready to go?"
They nodded, and the family piled into the waiting Mercedes, the engine purring as the car pulled away from the Palace and into the bustling city streets. The children gazed out the window, the world outside a blur of color and sound.
The white Mercedes glided through the city streets, its wheels whispering over the pavement. The children gazed out the window, their eyes wide with wonder as they took in the sights of the bustling city. The city was a patchwork of old and new, with medieval architecture standing side by side with modern skyscrapers. As they drove, the children's excitement grew, their imaginations running wild with the possibilities of what they might learn at Master Kiang's school.
When the car finally pulled up in front of the school, with the royal cars coming behind them, they alighted down, the children could hardly contain their excitement.
It takes them about 3 hours to get to Vietnam, the people of the city started bowing for the prince and his family when moving into the hall which was illustrated like a skyscraper.
A beggar barge into the their mist, kneeling and pleading, but the inspectors grab him on about to drag him away, the prince's voice was commanding and authoritative, and the inspectors immediately stopped, their hands still grasping the beggar's shoulders. The beggar trembled as he looked up at the prince, his eyes filled with desperation. "Please, my lord, I beg of you," he pleaded. "My son is dying, and I have no money to pay the doctors. I have nothing to give but my word that I will pay you back, with interest. Please, have mercy."
The prince looked down at the beggar, a pained expression on his face.
The beggar wore only a trouser and half naked black in complexion with bob Marley hair, the prince gazed upon the beggar, a look of concern and sympathy in his eyes. "I understand your plight, and I assure you that your son will be taken care of. But first, you must tell me how he came to be injured," the prince said, his voice calm and reassuring. "Only then can I help you further."
The beggar slowly stood, his body trembling with emotion. He told the prince of how his son had been playing with some of the other children in the village, when one of them accidentally knocked him down, causing him to hit his head on a rock.
"Guard! Do what next", the guard went back to the car and bring out 10 bunch of money to the highness in about a minutes, "sir, I want you to manage all this money, it 3,000 dollars", "his highness, I manage this sir, I will surely make good use of this", the beggar's eyes welled up with tears, and he fell to his knees once more. "Thank you, my lord," he sobbed. as he quickly ran back.
His highness got the attention of many people, the prince tried to ignore the cameras and reporters, his mind focused on his mission, indeed, all his families were approaching on a red carpet which is directly to a two hallway two door that leads to Kiang Institution structure, the ICU reporters, recorded him, many people videoed him and he's a share full giver and must be the next Emperor.
Their children were wondering how their father gave all his money to the unknown beggar and decided to stay silent until they settled down.
The children's eyes widened as they entered the hall, their heads craned back to take in the towering height of the building. The walls were lined with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of great battles and triumphs from the history of the city. In the center of the hall stood a massive statue of a warrior, his sword raised high above his head. The warrior's eyes seemed to follow the children as they passed by, watching them with a stern, yet protective gaze. The atmosphere of the hall was both awe-inspiring and slightly intimidating, but the children couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.
Master Kiang turn by his right to saw them and was wow, it been long time as he ran to the prince and bowed to him.
"Your Highness, I am so honored by your presence," Master Kiang said, his voice filled with respect. "I did not expect to see you here. Is there something I can do for you?" "my children are here to learn some martial art", "wow, really" he glanced through them, his gaze meet with them, but when he's about to lose focused on them, he felt something strange in Samson eyes and decided to use the occasion to pretended as if he was willing to ask their name.
"What your name?", "am Solomon", he shaken his hand, he added "i like your ponytail hair, likewise you", "am Samson", "I love your feather cut are you twins", they answered "No! Master Kiang" "wow, you apt, how can you even immediately know my name".
"Ok, let me introduce myself to you, am master Kiang, I will be training you on Martial art but am strict, so do what I ask you to do, okay?", master Kiang said to their father,
"I have the feeling they could be of great use in these Empire",
"Oh, you start at it again with your jokes, master Kiang",
"I know you won't believe my word until you see yourself".
"Milady! am sorry, I couldn't easily see you since am concentrating on your cute children, he bowed generousity, "it okay Master kiang".
After some minutes, they all settled down, their parent waited for them by sitting on last edge of the hall which edifice like an auditorium, the children were excited and nervous, standing in the training field, their eyes wide with anticipation. They knew they were about to learn the art of self-defense from one of the greatest masters in the kingdom. They knew this was a great honor, and they were determined to make the most of it.
Master Kiang began to address the children, his voice calm and measured. "The first step to learning martial arts is to have a clear and focused mind," he said. "Do you understand?"
The children nodded, their eyes fixed on the master. "Now on your first attack, you have to draw out your sword like mine, if you want to attack, study the first move of your opponent",
"Yes sir",
"then defend yourself, with the sword, in this pitch of war, you only think of saving yourself and family behold, never cost your foes, by attacking with force, you will ran out of energy when you still a novice".
"Come forward let practice what we learn by theory by doing the practical aspect, do as I told you guys to do, Solomon attack while you Samson defend then vice-versa",
"Okay",
Samson's eyes were blazing with determination as he stood up, wiping the sweat from his brow. He knew his brother was right - in battle, there was no time for tears. He took a deep breath, focusing all his energy on the task at hand. When he was ready, he nodded to his brother, signalling that he was ready to continue. Solomon stepped forward, his wooden sword raised, and the match began again.
This time, Samson was prepared. He deflected his brother's blows with ease, his body moving like water, fluid and powerful. He kept his mind focused, blocking out all distractions. he swerve the wooden sword upwardly vertical with force but Samson lose target which makes the wood to hit him by his neck, instead of Samson to cry but he denied by hitting back on his pectoral girdle.
"Ouch!! Samson, I didn't do that intentionally", "you told not to apply force, so it pains me"
"No, you suppose to cry as before", "I won't do that since am in my battle field no one is allowed to cry".
"Wow, it okay children, I like your added point Samson, you will be of greater use in the future".
After 5 hours they arrived back at their kingdom, father! Mother! Am tired, said Solomon, he added I thought it simple, but I know it not easy when I tested Samson wrath. Oh, they laughed, as both of them sluggishly walk toward their mansion, with their parent Samson look right,
"Dad, isn't that Beckham Son, Prince Devilee, wow, he's almost taller and muscular than us papa!" said Solomon,
"Yeah that him, people change every day, he's still coming to pay us a visit anytime from now", "we can't wait dad", they replied in unison
In the dusk, the sibling's had woken up coming into the parlour while yawning, they saw him sitting on the chair,
"Oh it Prince Devilee", they both ran to him but he pushed them away at the front of their parent,
"Don't you know how to bow, you lack respect for elders",
"Why did you do so Devilee", their mother yelled out. As the prince was observing
Samson glared at Devilee, his eyes a piercing blue. Suddenly, Devilee's robe was torn in half, as if by magic. Solomon burst into laughter at the sight of Devilee standing there in his tattered robe. Furious, Devilee stormed out of the house and slammed the door behind him.
In the following dawn, after he met with his Dad, he became ang.....