“We are so worried of the majesty prince, my queen.” One of the chambermaids of the prince spoke to the queen.
It has been three days since a strange sickness struck the prince all of the sudden since he had his trip from the land Vado.
“The physician, what are their recommendations? Any herb that could lessen the prince’s suffering?” The queen asked in hidden contempt.
“Please do not be angry at us your highness.Even the finest physician that we have now cannot seem to deter what is going on the young prince. We have sent words to the king and he is coming at this sundown.”
The Queen looked at his son, on his bed, quivering in unknown coldness that grip him and what struck them, was when he suddenly cried on his sleep muttering those words of begging.
“Please hear me…please. Come back…” Jion begged in shaky voice in closed eyes.
The queen m
“Son.” Even the King wore a panic look when the young prince was heaving his chest up and down with difficulty in breathing. He was choking those words of anguish. “Do something!” the king ordered while all physicians were at their limits. They cannot do something on the prince despite with the fact that they even resorted on putting some painful pressures on his wrists just to revive him in a waking world. “The curse is lethal your highness.” Spoke one physician practicing traditional healing. “He was dealing with his greatest fear on his own intangible realms. He must awake on his own or he wont be.” Another wild thrashing coming from the young prince while all his maidservants restrained him. He was burning hot with beads of sweats ran across his face. He clenched his teeth and held his breath that it frightened them. His closed eyes were as if being pulledfirmly preventing him to be back in a waking
In the capital city,people of different provinces flocked there. Many entrepreneurs scattered around the district, displaying their various products according to what would their respective provinces would produce. There were silk, jewels, rich foods, costly shoes and even animals being saled. Alminah's face was a delight to see when she kept on tossing herself around, looking so lively while seeing for herself the vastness of the capital and its grandeur. Most of the consumers were of nobles type so having a prince tagging along would stand as a challenge since he could draw a crowd. So he was left inside the carriage while she had two lords following her behind. LordTroihastilylookinghereandtherewhenhehadlostsightofthelittleprincess. “We have lost her.” Sten exclaimed in panic while trying to get in the middle of the crowd.
Atthebanquethallwheretheroyalfamilyis… Woon carefully placed the buttered chicken on the tribe princess’ platter, cutting a portion for her convenience. He was talking to her in low voice that only them heard. Twopersonswereeyeingtheminsecret,unsettledwiththekindofhappyatmospherebetweentheeldestprinceandthetribeprincess. Thekingmighthadfelttheeeriesilence,hespokeupfacingtheeldestprince. “The products ye brought from Hanyang were of good use to our empire.” The king complemented. “Oh that was pleasant to hear, father.” Woon smiled to his princess. “Maybe I should have search for more native products that wilt be of good use to the Teuton tribe too.” B
In boredom while looking outside, the young prince never did join his company with their animated exchange of words. Rather he suited himself in listening to them. Strangely, his ears would perked up when the tribe princess would began to respond to the inquiries of the eldest prince. “Ireadtonsofbookwhenyeareaway.”ThetribeprincessrespondedtoWoon. “Whatkindofbookdoyeread?MightIlendyousomeofmine.”Suejoinedin. “No particular kind, really. But I love the recent book that I am reading now.” She commented. “Whatisit?”Woonasked. Not one of them saw Jion’s slight tilting of his head towards the tribe princess and Alminah throwing a silent stare to the young lad before both averted their eyes from each other. “Works of Tol
Princess Alminah wiped her own tears as she saw Sue in a distance, sulking. She got off her own horse and slowly strode towards her, quite relieved that Sue had not entered into the forest or finding her wilt be difficult. “PrincessSue-,” “Donotevendaretocomenearme!” Alminahstoppedonhertracksandwatchedhersobbedsilently. “Iamtrulysorry.”Alminahmanagedtosay. Sue looked at her with an accusing glare. “Are ye perhaps happy that ye made those two fight over thee?” ThetribeprincesswasevenperplexedwhyinheavenSuesaidthosewords. “I would want them to mend their bond again. I want them to get along as much as you want, Princess.” There was silence before Sue looked down realizing that
“Did ye find them?” The young prince asked calmly although Woon knew he was as panic stricken as him. They both rode their horses and quickly ran over the place they went in hope that they wilt find the two lost princesses. In distance they saw the white stallion of the tribe princess drinking water along the river banks. Jionkickedshadowtoracehisbrothertowardsthehorse. “Theyarenothere.Woon,theyarenothere!”Jionexclaimedasiflosingitgradually. “We have to find them-, Sue!” Woon rode towards the princess who has her gown painted with bloods either of her own or someone else. He did not know but he had to be there with her. Sue trembled again upon hearing another whimpering of horses on her back but she was relieved that they belonged to the two princes. “Your
There was slight disturbance in the younger prince’s study. It happened after King Suk handed him one old journal that he strangely found at the royal family’s old chest. At the cover of the journal was the official sign of Jion. He scanned a little and got confused with the dates and the events of every particular dates written on the book. Somehow it did not match with what had been happening the past few months. What caught the king’s attention was the wedding of the tribe princess and the young prince many months ago. He asked the counsel of the eldest prince of what action they must do to the book.“I am certain that it was Jion’s handwritten. But, I do not know if the content was some sort of fiction for the events that were written gone contrary to what really happened the past months.” Woon said in silence.“Whatarewetodo,son?”However, Woon’s mi
She gave a big unladylike yawn before looking at the vastness of the whole valley where they pitched their tents for two days. She never knew that traveling upon cities to cities can be really tiring. “Whereisfather?”sheaskedthebulkytrainerofalltheirwildbeast. “Onthelargetentcheckingournewlyacquiredprizesfromthecitywewentinlasttime.” “Thepumas?”Shefixedherlonghairwithshadesofgoldenyellowandbrightred. “Yeah.Hecouldnottamethemuntilnow.” “HowaboutyouDari?Youareourtrainer,amIright?” He snickered. “Yeah but those animals are the real deal of the word wild. Y