Lowering back his claws, Bobo asked, “Why, my Lord?”
Thom’s face suddenly darkened by anger.
He had not known that he was angry. Angry at the king.
“King Bobeus,” said Thom at last. “He wants you dead, Bobo. Why is that?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“I deserve to know.”
Thom knew that another reason was behind the king’s order. He knew it from the first time the king demanded him to bring Bobo in. All his time working with the king, never had Thom witness such sudden order. King Bobeus may be a ruthless leader, according to many that served and fought with him, but he was indeed a leader who never acts upon unreasonable purpose.
An outcast mimiao such as Bobo, despite his feared recognition by many, could not have angered, nor frightened the king.
Feeling the need to explain further on his abrupt withdrawal after the mimiaos of Araw were ready to fight his men, Thom stepped down from his loyal white Tawika, Aseed.
Aseed was from a royal breed of Tawikas. He was chosen by Thom’s late father, Gan, to be given as a gift when Thom was ready to ride one. Gan named it as Aseed. It was the same name his Tanika was when he was still alive. Although Gan was not his real father, Thom never doubted the love that he gave to him. Thom cared for Aseed so much as to how Gan would have wanted him to. The Tanika was a very fortunate creature. So as Thom.
He was fortunate enough to be Gan's son.
“If you let me, oh Bobo the Mercilesste, I will prove to you where my true loyalty lies”, said Thom while bowing to Bobo, in respect.
King Bobeus turned his Tawika away from the path heading to his castle after ordering his men to return. The king headed towards the fountain of Mont. He went into a small path entering the Mont woods.
After a while, the path brought him to a big Oapek tree. It was the only tree that bloomed out green flowers and it was the only tree that can light the night like the full moon. The path and all that are nearby were lit perfectly by the tree.
It was beautiful, thought the king.
It was indeed beautiful.
“You must love it here, dear brother”, said the king while looking down
on the ground, at his brother’s tomb. Gan’s burial place.
Brushing away the dried leaves covering the tomb, Bobeus whispered few ancient words and he kissed the tomb. He looked at the carved name on it.
“I have missed you, Gan.”