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Prince Clan woke up by the bright sun that shined through his chamber.
It was almost noon, he realized. He got up and cleaned himself quickly. He wished to speak to his father. Unfortunately, when he went to the king’s chamber, he was nowhere to be seen.
“The King has left early this morning, Prince Clan”, answered one of the servants.
“On what matters that he left for? Did he mention where?
“Forgive me My prince. I do not know the answer to that.”
The servant then went away, continuing his duty. Clan was about to run down and fetch his horse when he suddenly bumped into Sanea.
“Oh! Good morning”, greeted Clan nervously.
“It is noon, my Lord”, corrected Sanea.
“Ooh. Is it? Wow. How fast time flies. The sun is bright today, doesn’t it? I mean, every corner of the palace is flooded by it. You can see everything. It’s so bright.”
Sanea was just looking at Clan with questioning eyes. Clan finally came to a stop when he said,
“Yes, you’re absolutely right about noon. It’s noon. And… the sun is bright… today… “
“Yes, my Lord. You have made your point. It is bright”, obliged Sanea to the silly young prince.
“Right”, responded Clan. He went speechless. They both stared at each other for a moment, until, Sanea, feeling so awkward, said,
“I’ll get back to my work then.”
She bowed respectfully and went away. Foolish Prince Clan just stood there and only managed to utter “Yes, beautiful”.
*
The Valley of Araw was empty. It was deserted. Huts were burned to ashes. Broken woods and everything were scattered all over the place. Bodies were lying lifelessly and Bobo was the only one standing, alive there.
“What happened?”, he asked himself that, over and over again.
“What has brought such chaos and death to this place? What?! Why?!”
Bobo searched for his weapon on him but it was gone. His weapons had been taken away and that made him furious. He ran to his what used to be his chamber, searching for anything that survived the massacre which had occurred. He went through piles of burned woods and cloths in search of his bow and arrows. He remembered keeping them before he went out to see Marid. That memory made him think about Marid.
“Marid? Where has he gone to?”
Many thoughts were playing inside Bobo’s mind. He was not able to think straight because of it and then, he collapsed.
*
“Sire. Are you alright?”, a sudden voice was heard.
“Bobo. Speak to me, my friend.”
Another familiar voice came, again.
“Bobo.”
Marid was standing next to the bed where there lied, Bobo, unconsciously. He was so much in concern over him. He could not do anything to help, so he walked out of the chamber. But a sudden scream stopped him. The scream was from Bobo.
“He’s awake!”
Marid went back, just to see that Bobo was awake, but in a deep shock.
“Marid, thank God! I thought you were dead!”, exclaimed Bobo when he saw Marid’s face.
“What are you talking about?”
“All was gone, Marid. This place, it was burned to ashes. Everyone is dead. Dead, Marid! We must get help!”, shouted Bobo to him. He was about to get up from the bed when marid came to stop him.
“Don’t, my friend. You are not well. You were dreaming, Bobo”, explained Marid calmly to Bobo. Bobo was still in shock. He could not grasp everything that Marid just told him. So, marid sat next to him and explained everything that had happened that night.
“Is everything fine? The Arem, Marid?”, demanded Bobo anxiously.
“Yes, Sire. Everything is fine”, answered the Elmish.
“and they are waiting for you, Bobo.”
“They are here? Now?”
“Yes.”
“Then, I shall not keep them waiting any longer, shall I?”, said Bobo while getting himself ready.
After a while, Bobo, The Mercilesste was comfortably sitting on his chair, with Marid, loyally standing next to him.
“Why do I have to sit in this, Marid? You know well that I am capable of standing on my paws.”
“Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, Bobo? Your face is pale, as if you have just seen a ghost.”
“and what has that got to do with me standing or sitting?”, complained The Mercilesste.
“I just do not want you to faint again, my friend. Now there, enjoy your comfort moment on that chair of yours. You’re about to use what’s left of your energy, soon.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Then, assemble of dark coats entered the chamber one by one. Ten of them altogether and all of them bowed to Bobo. He gave them the same respect by bowing his head to them.
“Welcome”, greeted Bobo.
“We are welcomed, indeed, Bobo the Mercilesste”, said one of the the dark coated visitors. He then, pushed open his face mask and said,
“It has been a long time, aye my old friend?”
Surprised and excited at the same time when he saw the face, Bobo managed to only say, “ Good heavens. I could not believe this”.
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