In the following dawn, after he met with his Dad, and told him about what happen yesterday, the father becomes angry and walk briskly to henry's mansion and confront him about what had happen yesterday, he says in a grievous question "who torn my son robe?" Beckham asked, "don't you ask him what he did" he replied "I don't need to because I hated you since you have done the same to me".
"Brother what are you splitting this days?" Said Henry, "oh!, how dare you tell me that word" he raised his hand about to slap him, then a noise echoed behind, "don't dare to do that" said Lovett, she added "you lost your respect towards this families, I Eminent Lovett ban you from coming here by the power confirm in me"
"oh! Lady I don't have any business with you, am only asking who torn by son's robe apart" Solomon and Samson came out and interfere, "his highness, the robe got torn itself" said Solomon "are you insane?" as their both parent remain silence for a moment.
The day went deathly silent as they all stared at Samson, his eyes now a shocking blue. Prince Beckham's eyes widened in fear, and he took a step back, his hat flee to the floor. The parents gasped, their hands flying to their mouths in shock. For a moment, no one knew what to say or do. Then, Samson spoke.
"I don't know what's happening," he said, his voice shaking.
They knew is Samson hand work, Prince Beckham suddenly ran back out of the pavement, "let go inside, the judgement has been made itself" said Henry, "papa! Papa!, I have something to ask you urgently" said Samson, "okay, let get seated first" he replied.
Prince Beckham sat on the grand majestical chair, while his children sat on a chair directly to him, his wife went into the kitchen to prepare their launch, "father!, did you remember day before yesterday" said Samson "I remembered" the father replied, "the incident about giving an unknown person a bunch of dollars, why did you give him dad, since you don't know him before" said Samson, "it true I don't know him, but you know child, am talking to both of you in this aspect, if you want to live as a good and honest prince, you gotta have to help the poor's, it really advantageous when you do it to the society, it does actually build your powers among the people when in Emperor aspect, you know, Samson people like you and have interest in you when you help the needs, you can't be stingy to your people's that why you being brought up to be the future ruler and mind you, never let anyone take up what belong to your lineage and people" he replied him and expatiated it to them willing, he added,
"Karma do repeat itself, whatever you sow you shall reap it amicably, that the law guiding Karma" "papa! I like you, you such a genius though" "thanks my little children"
"You guys food are ready, you love talking a lot especially, Samson" she yelled out, "mama! Am not, unlike Solomon" as Solomon knocked him on his head "shut up, you this brat, how dare tell, am being a talkative" "brother, if not for my food I will hit your pelvic like that day, hahaha" as he make jest of Solomon.
Their father wondering, how they had become grown up already, they all chuckle and pace to the dining room. As the others laughed at Samson's antics, Lovett brought in a platter of food, the aroma filling the room. They all gathered around the table, their talk and laughter filling the space. And for a moment, everything seemed just right.
*****
"The prince is here" the eunuch yelled out, "let him in" Emperor replied, he said without bowing to his father "Father you wouldn't believe, Samson is now having magical power, he cost me earlier this morning, my hat flee away, yesterday, my son robe torn apart"
"You have no clue son, get the fuck out here" the old man replied aggressively which cost him to cough so hardly, instead of Beckham to aid him, he turned his back excuses the palace.
The eunuch bowed low as he received the Emperor's command. He hurried off to inform the guards, who began to ready the carriage for the journey. They checked the wheels and axles, making sure everything was in good working order. They prepared the horses, hitching them to the carriage with practiced efficiency.
The Emperor's robes were black as pitch, with a white strip down the front, adorned with the royal symbol. His hat was similarly black, with the royal symbol emblazoned on the front. He looked every inch the ruler, regal and imposing. But his gait was slow and weary, as though the years had finally caught up to him, The Emperor moved slowly, as though he were walking through pavement. His every step was measured and deliberate, and the eunuch could feel the weight of each step. It becoming to his dotage stage, the eunuch watched as the King made his way to the carriage, and a sense of unease settled over him. The carriage stood waiting, its door open, and the Emperor's steps seemed to echo in the night air.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the King reached the carriage. He turned to the eunuch, his eyes filled with a weariness that the eunuch had never seen before.
After some minutes, the eunuch's heart was pounding as the carriage rattled along the road, the horses' hooves pounding on the ground. He turned to the Emperor, his face pale and his voice shaking. "Your Highness, where are we going? Why are we heading out into the darkness like this?"
But the Emperor did not answer, his face impassive and his eyes fixed straight ahead. The eunuch turned to the guard, who shook his head, his expression grim. He could feel the tension in the air, and he knew something was very wrong.
They tried to spy into the wooden cottage to see, if the King is really seeing everything out there, "keep moving forward" said the Emperor, The King's message had been the first communication since the group had left the Palace, and it had been unsettling. The King's words had seemed vague and mysterious, and the eunuch had been left with a feeling of foreboding. He could not shake the feeling that something was not right, and he was not sure what to do next.
As they walked further into the forest, the darkness became so thick that it was like a physical force, pressing down on them. The eunuch's voice trembled as he tried to speak. "Your Highness," he said, "I cannot see where we are going. The darkness is too great. I fear we may become lost."
The King said nothing, his eyes fixed on the shadows ahead. The eunuch glanced at the guards, their faces pale and afraid. He knew that something was not right, and he felt a growing sense of dread. What they knew is that, there's a road which make them moving farthest into the empty air.
The storm seemed to grow in intensity, the sky lit up with lightning, and the thunder rumbled like the growl of a beast. The air was filled with the pungent scent of ozone, and the ground beneath them trembled with the force of the storm. Despite their fear, the guards stood their ground, knowing that to disobey the Emperor would be a far worse fate. the hypothesis that the rain was about to descend into the earth, the guard and become furious, everyone become bewildered, the venture took them about 5 hours, now they had become scared to move further but the King Ordered once more
"Keep moving until the rain descended" finally, the rain fall onto the earth, as the rain began to fall, they could feel the cold drops on their skin, and they shivered, their bodies trembling with dread. The King's voice rose above the chaos, cutting through the storm like a knife. "Do not tell me what to do!" the Emperor thundered, his anger rising to the surface. "I am the Emperor, and I will do as I please! Now open the door, this instant!"
The eunuch hesitated, his face pale with fear. But he knew he must obey the Emperor's command, no matter how ill-advised it seemed. With trembling hands, he pulled the handle and swung open the door. The rain poured in, drenching the floor and soaking the eunuch's robes. He touches the door again.
"How dare you stop me, am the Emperor" The Emperor's voice boomed across the bush, and the guard fell silent. He allowed him, the Emperor alighted down and walk sluggishly toward the unseen bush, and He slowly began to rise into the air, his body shimmering like a mirage. As he floated higher and higher, his body began to fade, becoming translucent until he was nothing but a wisp of dew in the air. The crowd watched in awe, their mouths agape. "The Emperor has become one with the dew," someone whispered. "He is no longer of this world."
A hush fell over them, as everyone stared in disbelief.
Suddenly something came up..........