Part 3

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Story from Aryan language


Everything was very calm, just like the terrible silence before the storm


Until morning, I looked at those three angels with open eyes and thought


Not accepting these requests meant digging our own graves


I should not stop my reason because of the emotions that blocked our eyes


In the vicinity of our land, we had four big countries as neighbors, which during the last few years have opened many countries, which made their land bigger and smaller than our land.


Our land was blessed with many sciences, whether in medicine, agriculture, architecture or intelligence


But the father and the former king, that is, the grandfather, were satisfied with the commitment letters of the five countries and did not seek war and open the country, and for this reason, our military power was less than theirs.


All five realms had princesses and princes, and it was most likely that my destiny was set for their crown princes.


A smile came to my lips with the thought that came to my mind


If I am going to be used as a weapon, it should be someone who is worthy of that weapon and my country and can protect my country.


With a smile, I looked at the window that made the curtains dance with the breeze passing through it


The sun was already rising and the cool air covered the whole room


I slowly got up from the bed and went to my hunting gear without waking them up


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Only an hour had passed since the cock was bleeding and I was ready, I looked at Zhaja and gently caressed his mane.


I loaded all the necessary equipment on my black horse and rode it skillfully and quickly


I looked at the palace again


I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye, but it was for everyone's benefit


Anger squeezed my throat, that's why I loosened Zhaja's reins and quickly started moving and escaped from the palace through my usual secret ways.


I didn't want to, I didn't want to see their eyes even for a moment, especially Arslan, who if he uttered a word of opposition, he would take my breath away.


I had decided to travel to all four lands


It was true that I always went on many trips, but this trip was different from my previous trips. It was to get information and save my country, but maybe it was a farewell trip to the freedom armor that I had.

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