"What was she doing here?"
Lao Tzu quizzed, still standing at the door of the room. Jimin was still speechless. He didn't know what to say to his brother. Twas quite obvious. What was there to say.
The lady had been on him, sucking him and rocking his erection hardly. Lao Tzu saw it.
Jim was seating on the bed and looking at his brother who was wearing an emotionlessly long face.
He knew he was waiting for something. He wasn't a dummy of course.
But he didn't know from where to start. He would look at him occasionally and throw his face away.
Then Lao Tzu walked away from the door. Jimin stood up. Fair enough, he was still having his clothes on.
He hurried and scrambled till he got to the door.
Lao Tzu was under the oak tree opposite the house. He was facing the vast plain.
"Thought you were out of village."
Jim said. He knew that wasn't the right question but what harm?
"You don't want to play smart, do you?"
He turned to Jimin. Jimin didn't know why he was fidgeting. He wasn't responsible to anyone. He could do whatever he wanted to. Plus he was on the right.
But for the sake of Ja Lia their eldest, he should get sober and be considerate.
He probably was dead.
"Not what you're thinking."
Jimin said again. He didn't leave the door post. There was no point.
"You have no idea what I'm thinking."
Lao Tzu shot back. Jimin sighed. The conversation seemed not to be leading to any where nice.
"Let's not do this. You ain't a lady that should nag blindly. At least use your head."
Jimin hurled. But it seemed like he had shoved the words wrongly and decked roughly.
Tzu dropped the heavy bag which was hanging down his shoulders to the fall of his butt.
He hurried to Jim and locked him in the collars and pushed him heavily till Jim was on tiptoes and was fighting to drag in loops of air, with back pressed against the door post, hurting.
"You know who should use his head? You! You should have used yours. And not prove to be stronger than your elder brothers. Staying back here because you think you can handle her and resist her seduction. You should use your head and don't tell me what to do."
He let go off the collars an staggered back. He was wearied. He fell on his butts backwardly.
"Are you fine?"
Jim rushed to him and tried to pull him up but the fellow yanked him off.
He let him be and stepped away from him. Tzu wasn't ready to stand up.
He was stinking too. Hell knew what he had been up or from where he had returned.
"She's beyond who you think she is. I went to meet a Sorcerer. He told me to come with you. He would cleanse you of her spell and then we can leave here. He had me cleansed too. You can choose to want to boss around or come with me. Well, who knows, you might still be a slave of sex."
He said and struggled to stand. He fell again and Jim rushed to him but he reassumed his balance and eyed him out.
He stood up and walked to the base of the oak tree. He picked up his bag and bent to clean his sticky sandals with dried leaves crushing on them. Staining rather cleaning them.
He stood and began to walk towards the plain.
Jim thought he would look back firstly, but he didn't.
"You have a choice to make."
Tzu called and kept walking. Jim hurried inside the room and scrambled about. He didn't remember what he was looking for.
He picked a girdle and strapped it to his loins. He rushed out and closed the door.
He looked for a neighboring fallen twig and broke it into what fit the hinges of the creaking and pregnant door.
He locked the door and turned. He pressed his back to the door for some while thinking.
"Always like a pregnant warthog."
He mumbled. He didn't really like Tzu. He would swap him with a deer if that was anyway possible.
"No!"
He shrugged as though he was contesting with a hidden force then he began to totter towards the road.
Twas a vast plain. Just brown fine sand stretched before him and he could see Tzu's silhouette swallowed and puked by the drooling distance.
He had chosen to stay in such remote part of the village because of the noise of the open parts.
There always were the cries of war and pickpockets and gladiators. The horrors of youth and teenagers being sold by poor parents into being gladiators as a means of their survival.
He loved studying. But his study and meditations hadn't earned him anything worthwhile yet.
He could still see the silhouette waving to and fro up several metres ahead of him.
Then at once, he heard a screeching from behind. As he turned to look, he was met by claws tracing dark dribbles across his cheek.
Before he could lay his hands on the bird, twas very much far ahead of him flying away.
Twas a raven. He didn't know from where it came or where it was going or what he had done to it.
Well, if twas possible, he'd loved to talk it into terms and make it pay.
His cheek was beginning to drip blood. He removed his girdle and put it to his cheek and began to run to catch up with his brother.
Twasnt long, he caught up. His heart was in his mouth.
"Were you deaf? Wait hear and there but no."
He said panting. Tzu put one of his fingers over his lips and wore him out with a rude gaze.
"Shh!"
He shunned. They were few steps away from a hut. Obviously, the Sorcerer's hut.
But there was a sound coming from that direction. Which was the reason behind the shunning of Jim.
They began to dragged towards the house. There were several horns at the front of the house. Heaps of horns on either sides of the road, paving an aisle.
The sound kept coming. The Sorcerer was perhaps on course. Probably was having a connection with the gods or chanting.
"You sure he's chanting?"
Jim muttered. Tzu ate him up again with the fiery gaze.
He kept quiet till they got to the door of the hut. Twas opened, but there was a curtain shielding the inn.
"Knock?"
Jim asked. Tzu shook his head in disagreement. He was the one who had met the sorcerer. He knew better.
The noise was clearer then. Twas much like a labored or pressured breathing pace.
Tzu flipped the curtain open and there was an act.
The Sorcerer was getting laid by a lady who was facing the door.
A lady stark naked, shaking her heavy boobs over the thighs of the man.
"Lailah!"
Jim called immediately he figured out. The sorcerer struggled to look towards there.
Tzu didn't know what to think but of course he couldn't take it.
But as he stomped off, he heard the Sorcerer call,
"Duty of the gods."
"Was that why you left me back home?" She hurled at the man as soon as she got her words after the balance. Her eyes were tuning and Ja could only but watch. He wasn't really sure if that was the best way to start a conversation but twas never his own problems so he'd steer clear of it. "I have no idea what you talking about." The man said rather confused. He had a skin which looked like a gourd. Inside the skin gourd, there was coconut water in it. He wanted to make a little rite before drinking. He had just figured what he wanted to do before her arrival. "You won't. Probably she'd tampered with your memory too and now you're her puppet." She said again. The man occasionally looked at Ja Lia who made no comment. He was trying not to make the dark thought he was nursing survive
"I still don't get what the fuck is happening." Jim said pacing the aisle before the hut. He was distorted. His brain wasn't working the way it should. He didn't even know how twas supposed to work anymore. Tzu was over the street under the oak tree opposite the hut. Jim wasn't ready to go over to him. He felt like he should be able to have all under his control but he didn't. He stopped pacing for a while and began to walk quickly to the place where Tzu was seated. He didn't know if the elder brother would have the response he wanted. There was nothing to be scared of as he crossed the street. Carriages plied the route once in a fortnight. He walked a little farther after crossing the road and got to Tzu who met him with, "The imbeciles still in act?" Jim walked to the side of Tzu and helped himself to th
"You know this a wrong direction, eh?" Ja Lia said walking side by side with the lady. He didn't know what he was thinking or why he kept following her but time would test it. That was the belief that had been driving him till that point. And nothing had been tested yet. "I don't want to have to see him again." She said without looking at him. Not only were they or had they been working in the wrong direction. The pace they were covering per minute was nothing pleasant. Ja knew he could never walk that slowly. All was because of the lady. Why did he always have to be in a loo because of ladies. The sea abduction was because of a lady, Lailah. Now, he was straying away from the responsibility with another lady he knew nothing about other than she was pregnant and got jilted by her husband. What if things went wrong and Poseidon came
"You have an idea who bears the name Lailah?" He asked the rather in a haste lady who had a child strapped to her back. She obviously wasn't going home because that route she was plying only would lead to the sea. That was the third person he would accost on that route. And none of them seemed to have an idea who Lailah was. But he had thought that Lailah should be rather popular given by the thing she had said to him when they last met. Twas just an experience which he would love to have over and over again. He looked back briefly at the woman again. She was too young to be bearing such pain. She should be like Lailah, not like his annoying wife. He was walking towards the end of that path. There was a broad field before him. Like a lawn of earth. There was another path to the right of the end of that one he was
"You think that's a good idea?" The bare-chested fellow with what looked like a short made from the skin of some wild cats said to the two other men in the ship with him. They were at the shore of the sea and could see from where they were, a man and woman lying on each other as though they were dead. The other fellow whose bounty beards seemed dusty and grey had told the bare-chested to go and check if the man and woman were still breathing. The thought felt lame to him in the first place but found a pull to it. The ship was bordering the death of the waves at that time. Shallow enough for the fellow to step out. "It's just a look over then you return." The bounty bearded said. The bare-chested thought for a while, acting as though his inspiration was sucked from the face of the third g
"News got to me from your father before your arrival, dear Prince." The king of that village said smiling. He was royally adorned like every other king. Only that his seemed to be an excess of what you would expect. Well, twas very much hard to tell if he had done it because of the arriving son of the Duke or was used to it. "You look very much differently. Do you remember me? It's fifteen years now. You were five when we last met." The king kept flowing. The surrogate of the prince walked to the seat specially consecrated to him. The man was fidgeting, he was only there to meet Lailah but had made a mess of it all. He felt like telling the king about it but couldn't wield the words. Time would test his willingness. "Bring out the King's special." The king ordered the att
"Where are you taking us?" Ja Lia asked. It's been quite a while since they'd been walking through the market square. They had firstly stepped off the ship then they'd started off towards the village. In the first place, Ja had no exception to it since he was very much alive, as well as the lady with him. And by the way, they had nowhere to live. The ride on the sea had been perky experience but he wouldn't want to go again. Poseidon had an eye on him. He could feel the eyes tearing his skin open. Though the lady knew a part of it, but he was sure that she didn't understand the gist of it all. "The King's Palace of course. Or do you think I have some wasted house to spare?" The bare-chested fellow picked on him. Twas a time for a payback. He had been picking on Ja since they started the walk, but he
"A news just got to me and if the information is accurate, then you two better sort a way of vanquishing eternity." The King of Kula said to the two Warriors standing before him. They were dressed in royal skirts with some touch of fibre garments running from their right shoulders to the fall of the waist. One immediately went on his knees and the second took suit. There were few chiefs on seat and several attendants going in and out of the palace as though twas some market square. "Nobody comes in again! Shoo!" The King ordered at the top of his voice. The attendants scrambled outta his presence and only two were left by the throne. Fanning the king. Left in the palace with the king were the three chiefs, the kneeling warriors and the two attendants. There was a leopard tied to the la
2 Weeks later. By the Sea. "What's the beauty of being a king if the queen is nowhere to be found?" Ja shot without looking at her. His face was glued to the hankering horizon and the lapping waves up ahead of him. He could hear the whimpering of the coral reefs and the wandering winds. Probably he was hallucinating. "I won't be gone forever, Ja. I couldn't possibly forget about you. I just have some scores to settle with Poseidon and I'll be back into the warmth of your trained arms. I tell you, it'll only be like a night sleep before I'll be back." Her arms were tucked into each other, folded over her ample bosom. She was also looking towards the sea, probably counting the strokes of the waves. "How about if you failed and that dickhead gains his control on you? What if he subjects you again and then locks
Inside a tree. "Oh well, there. Look who we have here. The king of Havila spending his last day in the tree." She said and closed in the space between the two of them. She was all over him at that moment. Then at once, she hugged him tightly. Like a bone crushing hug. Such hug he'd never received in his entire life. The consequence of such hug was the fact that, those two bounty boobs were pressed tightly on his chest and her nipples were about to slit his chest. He tried to put one of his legs on the bed like the lady so he could assume the right position. He did. He held her tighter than she held him. He was dragging her closer. He wanted his cock to fight its way into her pussy. But he couldn't achieve that. She felt warm under his touch. Her scent was glorious and the urge
The palace. Havila. "I know that several of you are bitter and sad because this stranger had been crowned as your king." Lailah started, pointing at Ja Lia as a reference to the word 'stranger' she had mentioned. Ja didn't bat an eye. He knew he could trust her on such stance. He just stood beside her. His eyes occasionally leaving the converged citizens for Lailah. "But there are few things you do not know that I'm very willing to let you know before I leave your midst for as long as possible." She continued, avoiding Ja Lia's gaze. Ja had shot an ogle at her because of the last phrase she had referenced. She hadn't told him that she would be leaving Havila, though he remembered her making some allusions several days back. Plus twould be quite illogical of her to leave Havila after he had just been recently crow
In the Palace. Havila. "We'll be asking you three questions." One of the chiefs threw at Ja. The chief's expression was betraying and by extension demeaning. Probably his own way of threatening Ja to give up before the time. Ja looked at Lailah who was seated by him. In only her face did he find his comfort. Several other faces betrayed his guts. His will to survive was always shallow whenever he gave them such stare. Or vice versa. Lailah nodded at him and he looked back at the chief and nodded. Not that he couldn't make decisions of his own but... whatever. What was the point of explanation? "Shall we get started?" Another of the chiefs asked him. That was the same question he was asked yesterday before everything went rogue and some of the conspirators broke into the square to ruin him. He didn't want to bring back th
The coronation. Havila. "I'm not ready for this." Ja whispered into Lailah's ear. He wished he could whisper into her mind and heart and every other parts of her body that would make her take him seriously. She's just too playful and daring. Those should be cute and sweet qualities, but not at that moment. Not on a day, which was called his coronation day. "Are you really sure about this?" She asked to his dismay. He looked at her. He wanted to dismiss the urge to listen to her but he was moved instead. Was she really being considerate? Unusual as it seemed. He stuttered, "Yes. I'm not ready for it. Not today, maybe some other day. I appreciate your effort but I don't have the resources from their tests. Even though I'm yet to know what they are." She smiled and replied, peace splattered on
Inside a tree. Havila. "What were you thinking?" Ja Lia was eating her up with an odd ogle. He wished he could do more than that. If twere possible to scold someone with looks, he would had done exactly that. But she only sat on the bed smiling, probably making a joke of him. He wasn't vexed. He was acquainted with her nuances. "You could had gotten the both of us killed. I'm sure you knew that." He shot. He saw seated on the chair opposite the bed. The room was illuminated with blue rays that day. He sure didn't know how she came up with the tricks. "It's a slap in my face that you still fear whenever you're around me." Her countenance had fallen. Well, you might think she was sad or something close to that, but in no time she could burst out laughing again. Such was her art. 
Before the palace. Havila. "Citizens of Havila." Lailah said for the hundredth time, trying to fight her way around words. Yet the vociferation of the lots kept outweighing her voice, swelling in size and number. All she kept hearing was, "Fuck off bitch!" "We deserve justice!" "Lailah must die!" "All the strangers must go." Lailah at a point was forced to resort to her dark magic but she didn't want to. She wanted everyone to have a shot. A chance of lending his or her voice. The days of anarchy and coercion were gone. But the only thing which could steer the beast in her was if anyone lay their hands on Ja. She might set the fellow on fire. "Die, Lailah, Die!" One of the men hurled stone at h
The Palace. Havila. "This is just ridiculous." Jim gave up on trying to get to Lailah. He didn't know why Ja was so protective of her. The bitch who had caused all of them such great harm. He wished he could just hold her in his hand, that her blood may be dried. "Let her be." Tzu called at him, but he shot him an odd ogle. He couldn't hold back the cuss, "Have you ever had a choice? You're just being turned about and tossed around as though you don't have brains. Or probably they don't work." Tzu stood up at that. He wouldn't take such insult from his insolent younger brother. "Now let's trade fist. You think you're now a man and can say whatever you want?" Tzu was walking closer to Jim with such long face assorted with determination. &nbs
Before a tree. Havila. "How soothing it is to feel the caresses of the cruel nature again." Ja praised, his face washed by the bellowing breeze sent by the wandering winds. He had his left hand in Lailah's right. Both of them were standing before that tree. "You never left the comfort of nature. You only travelled through channels." She corrected, squeezing his palm gently. She looked at him and he brought his face close. He kissed her. Quite the brief one. "Comes the time to know of few of my arts when I was gone from the tree. Your cherished question." She said. He felt excited at that. But soon, concern splattered across his face. He didn't leave her wondering, "What of the people of Havila? They sure know the both of us and wouldn't be pleased seeing us together." She smiled