"Tell me about Havila."
The daughter of the Duke of Ikpala said to Loe. Of course she thought Loe was the assassinated prince.
Loe looked at the lady. She was quite beautiful but not as hot Lailah was. He could find solace in her for the meantime till he would find Lailah or just forget about Lailah.
Getting married to that lady seemed promising as the king had promised him heaven and Earth.
One of the contentions he had was the fact that he was going with the Duke of Ikpala to Havila, to meet his supposed father and for the marriage alliance to be finalized.
He had wanted to escape but had been caught by one of the guards who definitely mistook his advances.
That had pushed up some doubts about him but he had steered clear of related actions that'd kindle the flame of the doubts.
 
"Did you keep this here?" Ja Lia stood at the front of the door. Before him was a helmet. He knew that helmet. He had borne it before. Twas the helmet of Jin. The only question he could think of was what he had shot at the lady who was indoor and walking towards to open it. She opened the door and looked at him. "What?" She said confusedly looking at his confused face. She traced his face to where he was looking at. The helmet. "I should be asking you." She said. Ja looked at her for awhile then looked at the helmet again. He didn't know what to think. "If I knew where it's from, would I had asked you?" He shot at her. He had just gone to the market square to see if he could buy a Cuneiform or some writing material made from Papyrus. He
"Heard that the helmet of Jin paid you a visit." Lailah said to him. She was standing before him. He was seated on a wooden bench planted under one of the boabab trees along the route. One thing was making meaning of how she knew that he was plying that route, another was how she knew about the helmet. After the trauma of the arrival of the helmet, he had gone to ask around the market square for the sorcerer in the town, but he was told that the man ceased to function. He was returning home to decide where to keep the helmet when he had been called upon by Lailah from behind. He had wanted to lose her in the first place, but she was swifter than he ever imagined. Well, he could had done himself a favor of never imagining it in the first place. "What do you know?" He shot back at her. But she smiled. T
"When would he take my hands in marriage, father?" She said, kneeling before her father. He was seated on the throne with several chiefs before him. She was kinda the interval between the Duke and the chiefs. She would occasionally look at the pacing tiger. Not because she was scared. It had been her pet since she was a child. Twas given to her by a sorcerer. The cat had been said to be her guardian spirit. When she had noticed that Loe did have some odds with the cat, since then had she known that there was something odd about him. But she was quite glad that he didn't hide it from her. She appreciated but that was rather not enough. She could hear after the question she had asked that some of the chiefs were grunting. That wasn't hard to be held to being displeased. She didn't have to d
The Kingdom of Kula. "We'll be loyal till our last breath to whatever bidings you toss at us." One of the three kings bowing before him said. Another of the Kings didn't hide his detest but there was little he could do at the moment. He only tossed his head to and fro as though he had been bewitched, his bounty beards flowing in the air. "Speak for yourself, Ivanama." The King of Kula shot at that king. Ivanama, the King of Haojo put his head down. Not in respect but in both rage and shame. You know, when you're being belittled and there's little you can do about it. You have an idea how hot it'd burn. So was the manner at which the fellows were burning. But the degree of the pain varied. "Airu seems to have a contention." The King of Kula said again, looking at that king with bou
The Kingdom of Ikpala. "The emperor would be coming by Fortnight." The King of Kula was the first to speak. As soon as he spoke, the king of Havila shot, "I'm sure none of us needs to be reminded of that." The King of Kula looked at him. Wearing him out with a fiery gaze. He looked away to the elegant lady seated beside him. The supposed new Queen of Havila, Lailah. Like you would guess, Lailah was still wearing the form of the Ja Lia's new lover, Goi. "Quite an eye you have for such a beauty." The King of Kula said again, smirking as he worked his odd gaze on Lailah. Lailah smiled in return. "We're not here for beauty." The King of Havila said again. He had been looking around since quite a while expecting his son and he had been told that they were prepa
The land of Hubrim. "What's up with them guys up there?" Jimin asked, struggling to share his gaze between Lao Tzu and the sight ahead of them. There was a group of men in sight and they seemed to had gathered around another who seemed to be acting out some moves. Lao Tzu obviously wasn't in the mood. And he didn't have the strength for the odds, "You don't get sick of surprises, eh? This time, twould be your head that'd be chopped off. " Jimin wore him out with a scornful look. He didn't owe him much of an explanation. He left him standing and hurried to catch a suiting sight of what was going on in the midst of the group. "Damn youth." Lao Tzu said in akimbo. He was wearied. Not only of the wandering but of the crazy younger brother. He could just dispose of h
Still Hubrim. "How much would you charge our two from here to Irala." Lao Tzu asked. "Ikpala, bro." Jimin corrected. "Yes, Ikpala. How much?" Well he wasn't the one to pay the fare but he was all over the price. How crazy that was. "151 Aureus." The boatman said. Though twas a boat, but the form of the boat was satisfying. They wouldn't have to be worried about being hit by a wave or something close to that. The sides of the boat were towering, it sure would swallow the weight of all of them. Including the man in charge. Jimin had been the one doing the speculation of the odds of surviving the boat. "How would you manage this huge thing on the waves."&n
"Is he also with you? He seems restless. And I do not deem the restless folks fit for my attention." The sorcerer said sharing his gaze between the boatman and Jimin. Twas hard to tell who he was referring to in precision. Jimin was about to talk when Tzu hopped on the discourse in his place, "He is our rider. He's with us. But we could make him stay outside if he should bother any further." "Let him stay. He seems old enough to tame the wild part of him. And if he doesn't, I might be forced to cast a spell on him." The sorcerer added. Jim was getting fed up of the tale of the man. He almost spilled the mud. The boatman was seated beside him. He had no idea why he had made that mistake. Tzu was seating opposite them and the sorcerer was standing at their front before the throne. The boatman pinched him by the
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