Later that day. Within the walls of Agranah.
"The witch wants to see you."Malisa called at Kie who was lying in bed. He was in the royal chamber of Wealene. But Wealene wasn't in sight at the moment. Only Kie was, and Malisa, who had just walked to the door when someone had knocked."Tell her to go away. I don't want to have anything to do with that b--"The door was pushed open by Samantha anyways. She strutted in. She obviously didn't care whether or not Kie wanted to talk to her."Give us some privacy please."Samantha turned to Malisa as soon as she stepped in. Malisa didn't care,"Who knows what might happen again. I can't leave him with you anymore, so just go in and say whatever you want to--""Should I make you?!"There was an edge to Samantha's voice now. Like she didn't give a damn what Malisa's opinions were. Malisa grunted,"Witch!!"She stepped out and closed the dooSame. Outside the Palace Walls. "Hail the God-king, Hail!!"Wealene mocked, bowing in scorn to Xerxes who was still tied to the two poles outside the walls of the palace. Xerxes had his face to the earth, he looked weary. He was hardly fed, yet he tried as much as possible to keep the aura of a God. "You must feel so refreshed to be here under the open sky where you can talk directly to your fellow gods."Wealene stopped talking, tuning his gaze,"Yes! It just hit me. Why don't you call your fellow gods to come down and save you. Or isn't it quite a smear to their sacred names and pedigree that their colleague couldn't save himself even though he claims to be a god?!"He paused,"You know, maybe it's because I'm bored out of my mind. Maybe because I want to see the magic of a God. How about you give us a good show. I bet you, many people would come to watch and you'll be popular in no time. What do you t
Evening. In the woods of Agranah. "She should be somewhere around here."Samantha stopped under a big oak tree. The shades of the tree were generous enough to hide her from the scorching rays of the unbelievable sun. Twas evening, but the sun seemed yet to be in its prime, probably obsessed with its duty. "But I can't find a trace of her."She complained, looking to her left and right. Then back to the front. She made her eyes glow suddenly, in an attempt to trace the tracks but she got nothing. "How could she be hiding from me. How am I supposed to cultivate my powers if she keeps going off the grid? Do I have to submit myself to some random Sorceress who might take advantage of my vulnerability?"She grunted, leaning on the trunk of the tree. "I refuse to be discouraged. I must seek her till I get wearied. Till the day is folded and night takes a fancy of the mortal realm."She went down on her butts
Agranah. Wealene's Chamber. "How do you feel now, father?"Malisa helped her father up. She handed him the goblet filled with concoction. He took a long gulp of it, not allowing the bitter taste to ruin his motivation. "Like shit. But it's a relief that I won't die. Let that choad just wait till I recover, he would wish he didn't know me."He tried to lie back down, after handing the cup back to his daughter. She looked inside the cup,"There's still some portion left. It'll work together.""Malisa?"Wealene called, after getting comfortable. "Yes father?"His face housed a thin smile,"How about you be a good daughter and take the remaining portion for me."She rolled her eyes at him,"Why would I ? Was I the one who was bitten by the dick of a God?"She tried to laugh stealthily but he caught her. "So, now you're against your only father?"
Towards the plains of Kattiput. "What kinda life is this?"Alanor panted, taking a break. He could see the plains of his land few steps ahead of him. He was on an unnamed spot between the woods behind and plains ahead.He resumed walking, his clothes dusty and dirty. His hair unkempt, face rough, lips cracked, shoes worn from the tiring journey. His heart was faint, but dropping dead or refusing to walk would do him nothing close to good. "Why are there no wandering warriors on patrol?"He remonstrated, advancing towards the plains. A realization dawned on him,"Even if many died in the war, but I left few back at home. Aren't they supposed to be worried about me?"He was now walking through the plains. "And there is no horse. What fate is this. Why do I fall into wrong hands over and over again."The view up ahead of him was blurry because of the hotness of the sun. He could hardly take a long s
Through the neighborhood of Agranah. "Where are you taking me to?"Kie was impatient now, and he wouldn't move anymore. He had been keeping his calm all this while but now that they were past the arena and were walking through the plain towards the East, he'd decided to stop his horse. Samantha who was leading ahead of him didn't stop. She wasn't going to give in to his threat. She was now a different person. Ever since Kie placed her as a second choice. Twas quite a wonder that he decided to come with her after she told him that there was someone who wanted to speak with him. "You think I'm joking? I'm turning around now!"He pushed the threat further and then she stopped. She turned on her horse and called at him,"Don't be a sucker and catch up. We are almost there. What a bore you are!!!"She grunted and nudged her horse, turning away from him. "A bore?"He called on top of his vo
Within the Palace walls. The dining hall. "Now let's talk about the king's coronation feast."Elonaise proposed over breakfast. Everyone of them was gathered at the table. Only Hannibal was missing: he hadn't arrived from the island yet. "Can't it wait until we finish dining?"Wealene had made an exception. He seemed to be in a better state now. For all that there was, he was seated and had his usual expression stalking his face. "There's no kid here. Why should we do that? Or do you fear to choke on the meat?"Elonaise trolled. Wealene glared at him for a while. Mara looked from one end to the other. Kie was seated between his wives. Mara between the two men, each set opposite each other over the table. "Kie, when do you want the feast to be?"Kie who had been enjoying his meal, paused for a while, then looked up at his mother. He could feel the eyes of the rest heating up his face. He picked each of t
The Palace Garden. Agranah. "Why do I feel like we have to uproot all these flowers and replant new ones. The blood and sweat of the warriors seem to ridicule their efforts to grow."He walked around the garden, careful of the traps he'd once heard Wealene talk about. "But for a fact, one must agree that Wealene is quite the genius. How could he had thought of creating such deadly shortcuts and traps. He must have a lot of things going on in that thick head of his.""I bet you can't say that it to his face."A feminine voice came from behind him. He was familiar with the voice, and therefore found no reason to turn to her. "After all, he's the father of a woman you love."She added, advancing towards him. "Go away, I don't want to talk to you."She halted few steps away from him. He kept on walking towards the pit. She followed. As soon as he got to the pit, he stopped then looked into it. 'Twas
Night. The King's chamber. Agranah. "I don't think this is the right thing to do."Kie was reluctant to walk to the bed. His back was pressed to the door. His eyes traveling across the room. The room was lit in red candles, the floor clothed in beautiful flowers. Kie needed no soothsayer to tell him those were the efforts of Malisa. And Malisa was already in bed, half-naked, her white night gown was transparent and revealed every sensitive part of her body; especially her hard and standing nipples. "What do you think, Sam?"Kie decided to look away from Mal. That was the only way to counter the arousal he was having. Sam on the other hand was still wearing her gown. Though her cleavages were revealed, but her dresses were at the peak of modesty. "I don't know. I'm not sure I can stand it."She walked away from the bed, beside which she had been standing, heading towards the door. Malisa slid