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One| Village of Azaria

One| Village of Azaria

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F a y a n   kept the sword at the little girl neck, clenching his teeth and he knew if the girl pissed him more he would cut her neck off. Too much daring for an eight year boy.

" Can't even hold a sword properly and then you dream of being a king. Keep dreaming kid, your dream will never come true." The little girl pissed him further which made Fayan pressed the sword against her neck. He wished that the blood would start pouring off her neck but who was he kidding.

It was a damn plastic knife.

" I will learn to hold the sword properly and you evil cat, would be the first victim of my sword " He sneered at her but the little girl did not care at all. Rather she was finding this all amusing.

" The next time we meet, I will greet you with my sword against your neck" She showed him her fist and she ran away while Fayan glared at her, wishing that she spontaneously combust.

He could hear a chuckle and he pointed the sword at him . " Calm down, people love to trigger you and you easily get angry" the guy who was around twenty said to him while ruffling his hair.

" I wanna go home, " Fayan pouted while crossing his arms. The elder lad chuckles at him before guiding him towards his father.

" Baba" when Fayan saw his father, he immediately rushed towards him, hugging his leg. His father chuckled at his behaviour and frowned suddenly. It seems like he sensed danger around him.

" Zafir take Fayan and go" though Fayan did not understand his father's words but Zafir did.

" Fayan, listen to me, I don't want you to forget this. Remember this okay?  The walls of Alavi are a witness of everything !" Fayan did not understand a single word . What he understood was it was some random riddle.

Before Fayan could question his father, Zafir took him away and ran towards the forest.

For a while, Fayan did not understand why they were running. The poor boy just thought that they were in a race and Fayan hates to lose the race.

But that joy lasted short when he heard a loud gunshot and scream of people. He halted on his step and looked back, he could now join little pieces by piece.

His family was in danger

" Fayan no, we have to go" Zafir tried to pull him away but Fayan was stubborn.

" My baba is there. He is alone. What's happening in Alavi, tell me." He commanded and Zafir felt pity on him. He took a deep breath and tried to tell him when he heard the rustling of the dead leaves which had fallen on the ground.

The voice echoed around them- " They ran towards this area. Find them and banish them from this kingdom. It's King Murad's order! Exile them " Zafir panicked hearing this and immediately cupped little Fayan's face.

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