I am King.

Chapter Two

The queen is dead.

Cries of glee amongst the people of low status, tears of displeasure amongst her father's political side, the Noron. The king sighed, he had been aware of her spiteful conclusions but she bore him a son. The least he could do was burn her ashes, which he did.

'Farewell,' the King said. 'My queen.' And he spread her ashes among the cliff waters.

The child seemed oblivious of his mothers death. The attendants smiled, the baby chuckled; it seemed nothing was wrong.

                         Now upon this time, Ga ok was preparing for labor, in less than a month she was to deliver. She was increasingly in pain and it began to be a trouble to keep her silent. So the shaman summoned a doctor to her quarters and swore him to the secret.

For the upcoming days, he treated her quietly with anaesthesia, pain-reliever, soon he announced.

'The baby is ready.'

Her pulse grew increasingly weak, her face ashen, diaphoresis poured down her face as she kept her teeth clenched tightly on the piece of cloth in her mouth. She was weak and in a bad situation already and her condition worsened. 

'She may suffer damages.' He said to the shaman who sighed and said.

'Just get the baby out.' She said and waited.

Ten painful hours later, the baby showed up, a petite little thing, it was a girl.

The mother smiled weakly and held her newborn baby in her arms. The shaman took the baby to the temple for dedication.

'Yeon.' She said. 'Lee Yeon Young.'

  The doctor had disappeared and broken his promise and told the authorities for 10 nyang. They broke in with force,  obliterating everything in their path. The seized Ga ok from her labor bed. And smiled when she screamed in pain. They tied her up cutting her in some places with how tight it was. Blood dripped down her arms and they dragged her, as she gasped helplessly, taking her to the commoners prison. 

Fortunately, the shaman was at the temple with Yeon. Because she committed treason by running away and was found with child, she was sentenced to death by beheading and was to be executed on the morrow. News spread like wildfire and it reached the temple the shaman was in.

Panicking the shaman summoned her energy force to speak with Ga ok, knowing they won't allow her to be with her. 

'Ga ok.' She said. 'What should I do with the child.' Ga ok was hurt, she had been tortured recently and was waiting for her life to end.

'Shaman.' She croaked, blood-stained tears forming in her eyes. 'I plead of you, take...her into your ...devinational experience and at the age of twelve...y...you shall let her into the palace. She shall be ... be safe there. Teach her everything.' 

She then collapses.

Some time later, the shaman solemnly blesses the palace with her entrance, she heads up into the to west palace to make a request to the queen-mother, for she wanted a twelve year leave and it was granted unto her. She left immediately. 

Heading into town she takes ownership of an abandoned house and prepares it for a shaman school. She prepares a different domain for Yeon and leaves her there. Then she ventures out to fill the place leaving Yeon still there. 

The country was beautiful, bazaars from the start to finish, fine accessories and food, children ran in all directions chasing each other. Shaman took her eyes of the tempting pleasantries and headed deeper into the country. Stop abided not with her not she with it. The street started unevening and the aroma worsened , sight was just bearable. Sick peasants of low status laid on the ground outside in unbearable heat. Starved children revolving into thieves to keep their family alive.

She looked around, her heart melting at the sight of the atrocities, when something caught her eye.There in a faraway corner, sat a girl and her brother, they were starved but would never resolve to stealing as been taught by their dead parents. She looked at the child and saw talent and inner-beauty. She was strong-willed and fair. To be treated with uttermost respect.

She walked to them and held out two pieces of meat and clean water in a jug. Meat was reduced to those of noble status so they were taken aback but overjoyed and ate it readily.

'What is your name?' She asked, in a kind voice.

'Myeona,' She answered, 'My name is Myeona.'

'And your brother.' She said.

'His name is Nimyeon.' She said between mouthfuls, 'I am 12 and he is five.'

She said. 'Follow me.' And they got up and obediently followed after. Some other children followed on with her. At their destination, she inquired the children's names and wrote them down.

Myeona-aged 12: trained to see into past.

Nimyeon-aged 5: trained to see into future.

Dangshin-aged 13: trained to apply miracles.

Sertaen-aged 10: trained to protect.

Hyeobwol-aged 11: trained to save lives.

And from that day on they were her students.