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A few days later, a small group of tourists left the palace. Kanaima said goodbye to his sister without shame amid a flood of tears and secretly swore that one day he would take revenge on his father for all that he had done to him and Laika.
The king stood by the small group and looked at him distantly. Not a word of farewell came from his self-righteous lips. Fortunately, Setna wasn't there. With all her heart Kanaima wished the plague to both of them. He turned silently away and got on his horse.
When the little escort, consisting of servants, soldiers and pack horses, was finally out of sight of the heavily fortified royal castle and the big city took them into its crowded streets, Kanaima suddenly felt relieved. He was outside, for the first time really away from the palace, which was overflowing with the venom of the snakes that he sheltered. Kanaima took a deep breath. He had to be strong now. At some point he would return here and settle accounts with all the r
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Unfortunately he caught us before we could let it go. I would have liked to have seen a lot more funny faces like that! ”Both boys looked at the horse that was tied up in the middle of the barn and was painted bright red."Maybe we should have written something on it!" They laughed out loud and could hardly calm down.In the chorten, the wooden elements of the buildings were being repainted and Raen had taken out a bucket of red paint. Then he persuaded Hereke to bring a white horse into the barn and paint it. The animal had patiently let it go, and it had been fun using the brushes to spread the paint on the fur. And finally, the horse of Raen's dreams had stood before them as if it had emerged straight out of it. Looking faithful, the bloodhorse hadn't looked threatening in any way, but rather a bit funny. And Raen had felt like he was finally meeting an old friend.“The next time we'll take green, then my father won't find it again in the pasture
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Ah ha." Loenka thought about it. Actually, the thought of a red horse amused him, and he would have loved to see it. But all of this had a very serious background. He saw Raen's eyes close again.“I think we'll let the exercises stay better for today. You are completely slain. Go home, eat and go to sleep. Just come back tomorrow morning. ”“ Yes, thank you, Hyaunset Loenka. See you tomorrow. ”Raen got up, bowed to the priest and the statue and left the temple.It was now dark outside, and Raen hurried to get inside the north tower through the freezing cold. Exhausted, he climbed the stairs to the seventh floor. Actually, he should have reported in the kitchen downstairs, where most of the children were at this time of the day. Because it was the job of the younger ones to help the men and women of the house, the Parta Al Tena, with the preparation of the evening supper. But he was dog tired, wasn't even hungry anymore and just wanted to
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His father waved his hand, whose face now also looked very tired. “Forget the word, Raen. The best thing is, you really go to bed now. ”Raen nodded, but he didn't like it at all that his father wanted to end the conversation like that. Why did he never get reasonable answers to his questions? He looked a lot at the light sword that was still lying on the floor next to his father, and stayed there pensively.Suddenly his hand shot out in the direction of the blade, but Roman reacted with lightning speed. He grabbed Raen's arm and stopped him just above the steel. With the other hand, he quickly pushed the sword out of Raen's reach, and it struck the wall and made a bright, metallic sound."Don't!" He shouted angrily. His voice hit Raen like a slap.He looked at his father with wide eyes, and was shocked again when he saw his horrified expression on his face.“You mustn't touch it! No way! Do you understand? It's bad for you! &rdqu
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War of freedom.. War is inevitable Cheerfulness
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