2. The Battle in The Queen Palace

      The queen mother’s accusation on King Abra wasn’t false, well, the swore was absolute true. Kingdom of Baskara used to be led by King Arkha –Leena’s husband. King Arkha had passed away some time ago because of his illness. Rengganis had been enganged to Abra –second prince of kingdom Bamantara- the wedding was accelerated at the elderly’s of kingdom Baskara suggestion, considering the king’s crown was vacant. It would be a great opportunity for the other kingdom to attack. In fact, there were big war on the border. Fortunately, commander Khandra, a gallant you man with the best war tactics, mobilizing his troops under his command to guard and fight the enemies.

        “Old granny!” king Abra glower the queen mother as if had skinned her alive.”Your daughter was guilty. If you’re still defending her, I have no problem taking your life too.” He grunted, pointed his finger on front of his mother in-law’s face.

        Queen mother burst into laughter. “Try me if you can!” Queen mother Leena challenged him. She grabbed a sword from one of the guard, waving it at the king. “Attack!” she shouted. The lady was clearly not young anymore, a former knight woman, using her sword to tear her sarong wrapped around her underside, to smooth her move. Her gentle gaze turned out tobe alert, kept her eye out, told her friend from foe.

        The sound of swords filled the whole room. The guards were blind ttacking on one another, along with the soound of flesh and the screaming of death from all around the palace. The eerie atmosphere covered it. Being in the middle of her guard’s protection formation, Rengganis looked at her mother and husband anxiously. The blood smell caught by her nose made her nauseous and scared.

         King Abra took few steps backwards avoiding the queen mother’s attack. “God damn it! I’ll kill you, Old granny!” he swore. No more politeness in his speech as son in-law, King Abra was blinded by anger.

        The king was furious. Pitched battle happened in the palace’s hall. Some guards accompanied Queen Rengganis and made a formation to protect her. The lady with her beautiful fair skin looked anxiously to her mother and husband. The blood smell filled the air. Some guards fell on the floor with gaping wounds opened up across their body.

      “Argh!” Queen Rengganis screamed when a man’s corpse fell beside her.

       “Rengganis!” Queen mother screamed. She lost her focus, turning her head towards her daughter.

        It’s the king’s chance. He moved his swords fast to the queen mother’s chest. Crash! King Abra laughed. “Die, you bitch!”

        “Queen mother!!” Rengganis screamed seeing her mother wretched.

       The lady and her daughter looked at each other. Queen mother Leena vomitted blood as the king took his swords off. Dissatisfied, King Abra drew his swords again to her staggering body. Queen mother fought back. She turned around, warded using her sword. The sound of sword rubbing was heard loudly. One swing, queen mother successfully threw the king’s sword away. With the remaining forces, she moved her sword once again to her son in-law’s chest.

        “Argh!” the king roared. The queen mother’s attack hit his stomach, the blood rushed, the wound wouldn’t have gotten worse if the jewelry hadn’t covered the king Abra’s body.

        The king took his fallen sword, watching the lady in front of him weak and helpless, with blood covering her.

       “Your majesty, no!” Rengganis screamed watching her husband swung his sword once again.

        King Abra couldn’t hear his wife screaming, anger covered him. The man cut the lady’s neck. Rengganis fell defensless, a terrible sight of her mother’s head parted from her body. Blood spattered. Unable to resist the pulses, her body shivered looking at her mother’s head rolling o the floor.

       Abra smiled fleered full of victory. ‘Killing Leena means the throne is in my hand.’

        Abra stepped arrogantly towards Rengganis who was sitting weakly on the floor, sticking the top of his sword to her neck. The king purposely scratched his wife’s fair skin with his sword. However, his shocked wife felt was too deep so she just got frozen like a body with no soul. She didn’t care her cheek’s bleeding. Annoyed at not being able to see the look of fear on her face, King Abra ground his teeth and slapped her face hard, making her passed out.

         “Bitch!” he swore, letting off steam on his heart.

          No one realized, outside the queen palace, a black shadow figure watched behind the bushes. She laughed quietly. “It’s really a nice view, isn’t it?” she said.

To be continued….