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I will try my best to update the chapters for this book. You can add a comment and vote so I may update more chapters.As I leave my favourite bookstore ,which by the way, no one knows about , I over hear my personal advisor, Mr. Miller , talking to his wife under the hands of the evening — close to night.
In fact his wife is quite beautiful — she is in her mid-forties , with hazel eyes a firm triangular faced that hides behind her shiny black shoulder- length hair.
Their conversation is a bit muffled but I soon realise what it is about .
Suddenly the thought occurs to me for some strange reason .
"Maybe I can sneak pass without them noticing — then I changed my mind .
I stand there for a while staring at them before I jump into their conversation. " Hi!" I wave awkwardly.
Fortunately for me , Mr. Miller is in a good mood so he doesn't protest. Mr. Miller takes a deep breath before finally acknowledging me. "Good even your majesty. I can see that you are not at the palace attending to regal chores. Instead , you are here at this slum of a business place —why?"
I take in a lung full of air before explaining. " Well sir, to tell you the truth , I really love reading and I don't get to read at the palace so I decided to secretly purchase books and read them .
"Young man , can you hear yourself ? " His eyes grow dangerously assertive as he scolds me." Don't you think that that is a bit feminine?"
"With all due respect , I don't think that reading is only for females and you should never ever insult me like that again!" I suddenly feel unstoppable. The guy has passed his boundaries here— I had to set him straight — besides, if I am going to be the next king — I strongly think that I should grow some balls.
"OK , I hear you but can you hide that from your father forever?""Yes sir, I can ! " My voice becomes a bit shaky but I try , to harden it.
" As a matter a fact , I want to be the first king to teach English language!"
"Do you know what your father hate more than anything else? He says in a rhetorical manner. English language!"
My eyes grow wide with wonder. "But why— that is so absurd. I mean , who hates English?"
"English language ? How can that be; doesn't reading have benefits?"
All sorts of questions flood my mind as I become saddened by fact that the very thing I love and cherish is the one thing my father has the deepest aversion for.
Why?
"Okay sir ,I don't mean to be rude but I think I will have to get back now— if you don't mind!"
"No problem your majesty " He say humbly.I then jump into my car and speed away leaving them both to their conversation.
I zoom down a long highway thinking deeply about what he had said about my father.
I see a trailer appear from out of nowhere with it's left side facing me.
I swerve my car away from the trailer and the left side of my car collides with the it's oil tank and other parts— the front of my car is also slammed in the huge bolder probably loosened my the trailer's impact on it.
I get out of my car in a flash to investigate the scene — to see if there are any casualties.
I see bright lights — flashlights .
Then and there I begin to panic — no t know what or who to expect."What shall we do with him? " I hear a faint voice whisper from the other side of the trailer.
" OK madam! " That is probably their cue to capture me so I beat them to it and gallop frantically on my legs that are as sore as hell.
I soon run out of breath after being slapped in the face by multiple tree branches holding on to trees on the side of the hill I inadvertently ran down.
I crouch carefully behind a guava tree that is encompassed by various bushes— hoping those things don't see me.
Wait! I hear footsteps coming my way and a resounding sniff like a canine.
I then slide down a nearby gully where my feet gets stuck in a hole full of mud.
Struggling to get out of the hole , I notice a shadow moving in the lights that the creatures have.
The light thrashes continuously and the fear of being held captive rolls in my stomach.
It's like I am in a real life horror movie only everything happening is actually real.
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The Odd Kingdom
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