Everything is more worse than I can handle... knowledge is power which requires me to listen to very one's voice..
We prepare solidly for the war but none came...it seems she really kept her promise which I know is for the main time till her father gets back at us
" Your highness...the prince is not yet awake... I don't know what else to give him..." The physician plight was earned..even though she left me with pills it was only a few. Zainrald already suffered form injury infection and the availabile pills isn't working...
' if you ever need me to put Zainrald in place..call me..'
Her words flashed through my memories.. and indeed I need to put him in place..he has to be alive to take the throne...this burden on my shoulders is weakening me already.
I grabbed an ink and paper to write a letter to her to meet with me..
"Your highness...the king wants to see you in his chambers" he hasn't talked me for some days and I couldn't help but think of the worst...
I sent the letter out and went to see my ' father' ..he looked disheveled and pitiful like someone who survived death...
" You sent for me...?" I bowed slightly to him... wrong or not he is still my father.
" Yes... I want to go out for war...!" His voice sounds odd and fickle...' war..' is this man out of his obsessed mind?
" Why...we barely escaped one and you want to wage one...with whom?" I hope it's not the mighty god of war...it would be disasterous..not even a leaf in anthill would be spared
" Who else but that bastard who took my wife's ashes... and my daughter from me...?!!! I want to take it all back!" He is really delusional for him to still take this things as something important..
" Father... Violet isn't your daughter from the start...you never treated her like your daughter.. and it's unfortunate that we lost the queen. She can't come back to you no matter what and even if you wage war on Sky high don't you think it's a sucide mission to do that?"
His silence and stubborn appearance makes me want to slap this man on the face...
" Father... reconsider... it's dangerous! She doesn't see you as her father.. and if you start this now who did you think she'll support? You or her biological father?"
He looked at me with worry in his eyes... and bent his head in dispair... " Leave me be...!"
I have to leave this old man to think of the possible effects on triggering a dangerous man's anger.
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In a cool gentle breeze i decided to practice my archery skill... I refused to let go of something that saved me...
" Princess...there is a letter for you"
I took it and it crossed my familiarity line.. it's a seal from anthill...what does Zuma wants with me...? I smirked trying to figure out the content of the letter
It wasn't from Zuma as I surmise...it was from Zealot...he wishes to see him. Is Zainrald threatening him...?
I continue to read through and I saw a slight note below...
" Bring your medicine box along"
His he injured...? I rushed down to my room and grabbed the richest medicine I have and dashed to the palace to inform my father about my new whereabouts..
" Take guards with you..or I should come with you..!"
" No... don't worry! Stay here I'll be safe. He is not a threat..if he was he would have been dead because I would have taken his life" I had to assure my father about my safety... guards.. I don't need them... with my current skills the strength of ten of them is a strength of my sharpest blade.
Under the oak tree... I mounted off my horse and saw a well built figure... it's Zealot.. waiting for my arrival
" Your highness..." Respect is reciprocal in my own book as I didn't hesitate to formally greet him
" I hope I meet you well princess...?" He had a smile on his face and I smiled back..
" The formality stinks..." It was weird between us...
" Thank goodness you finally understand to set me loose" we both laughed out loud smiling like children..
" So..how are you doing in your new home?" His face was full of concern
" Am doing prefect than I can ever imagine..." I smiled
" That's good to hear.. it's showing all over your face." He nodded feeling pleased
" So.. what's the meet up about...you didn't miss me did you?" I winked at him...
" I did miss you. But I have a lot of things to discuss about with you..." His tone changed instantly...
"What is it about for you to be so worked up like this....seem my mother's ghost?" I teased him and he lit up his face and smiled
" Not really.. Zuma is going to go completely crazy if that happens...well he is crazy!" He laughed
" Okay...so what is it about...?"
" I need Zainrald alive..." He looked me with a serious expression on his face
" What does it has to do with me...?" I was suprised he told me about this issues
" The pills you gave me... didn't work! He is still unconscious" he let out a loud sigh
" Really...is that all...?" I was pissed...he called me only for this...
" Not only that...Humm... I need to tell you about Zuma...he is going crazy and might act crazy enough for me not to stop it...so do prepare" His eyes seems to be hiding more than that..
" He is going to die...not go crazy! Being a crazy man doesn't befit him.. it's only death that can end everything" Zealot look at me.. and am sure he feels bad for what I said but I don't care about that.
" Here is the medicine since you value his life so much..." I passed the box to him..
" How is the court affairs going...?" He looks rather pale and am sure it's all court duties
" It's exhausting... that's one more reason I didn't want the throne. Too much responsibility!" He yawned lazily
" Don't be lazy...!" I laughed
" I don't have a choice..do it?" He rolled his eyes..
" You'll survive.. don't worry...!" I pat his back slightly.. hoping to leave soon to have tea with my father
" Do take care of yourself... and I hope we meet again. " He must have read my mind.. with his smile I felt like staying a bit
" Okay... we'll meet again..! " I agreed
" When...?" He asked leaning forward at me..
" I don't know... maybe when fate allows it.." I shook my head..if we ever meet it's going to be on the battle field
We bid each other farewell and patted ways.
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