It was during the rain season, the time of greatest beauty of nature when the marigolds are blooming with happiness in the fields and for the first time in years, the ugly howls of wild dogs could be heard behind the sacred caves of Panocreana. "Rabies. That is what it was. A sign not a disease. It never brought any peace but sadness - it showers you with it." It was written down by one of the wisest men of Panocreana, the great advisor to King Manuel The Second. Dolian - they used to call him. Safely, it was kept in the forgotten library of history in the ruins behind the palace with other unread books where no one was allowed to dig them out. For they said things, dark secrets of the kingdom enough to spilt them apart. Page III, line XII was underlined if not highlighted with a charcoal. If the generation arrives, one of them will understand to explain to others. It was written.
" Do not let 'hem neel, let tem see, let 'hem decide. A singhle one of 'hem - half 'his, one of 'hem - every 'etter. It was not written neither told who said such confusing words except the author's name, Dolian. If he was here he could have explained and make things easier but no he was long gone years ago, to the land of no return.
She hoped that her son is alive, safe and healthy in those walls and strong metals where His Majesty, a beast on the throne with a golden crown sitting perfectly on top of his head resides with the prince and a princess. And a bunch of servants and lords bowing to them days and nights out of fear. The Lord of creation did him good, not bad, because he was a theory to many and a good man to less. Without the crown, he was a handsome man with blue eyes that young woman dreamt for but in them, was no soul. No life. He was like a useless bag, a disgusting, dead bird that no one wanted to see. He was a pretended killer that will snatch out their hearts, but he concealed their doubts, - live in luxury among noble men and women. The way he spoke those times when he was young was like a sweet melody of an unheard alien song. But now his once sweet voice, - a sharp piercing dagger it became. It sets them trembling, children crying into their mothers and the pregnant into induced labor.
One of them will understand to explain to others.
Men can do worse but crown will do much worse, it does not show your logic, your cleverness but power and rank and it will earn you attention that you don't need and deserve. Especially when you let your emotions attach to it. It destroys peace and break hearts. It never show mercy neither care because in the dark it always glows. In the light it shines. It leads you to nothing but in flames until you turn completely black. A tiara on a lion's head mean - be surprised not when the lion attacks the springboks with the tiara on top of its head because it is all a lion.
When the time comes, one of them will understand to explain to others.
Her Majesty had been reported missing after her attendance at City Hall two days before and it has been war since then. The chaos had began. Soldiers were sent and strictly commanded, " bring her alive." They were the most trusted and loyal men armed with bows and daggers. "Bring her alive." He repeated.
"Yes. Your Majesty." They answered in unison. The task awaits them ahead as they climbed on their horses with bags of foods to keep them energetic throughout the time they will take. Little did they know - they will fail to bring her back.
The Lomenian wetland was 5 miles to the west. It will take them approximately ten full days to reach there and they have to inform the king two days before they set their foot on his territory, otherwise they will enjoy the Lomenia prison. " It is a long way. We need to head to the east first. Lomenia can wait." The appointed leader told others. The map they had wasn't helping either, because it showed all the route but they were all long and passed through dangerous places. It was impossible to survive if they were to follow those routes and again even if they were to survive, it will definitely take time - one thing His majesty will never appreciate.
"This is a waste of time. We need to be on the other side of the forest before dawn. I advice that we ignore the map for now." The eldest of them all suggested.
" Yes Khumalo. I believe you still remember the way passed the White Rock."
"I remember. It's only that it have been ages and the forest had grown thick. Give me the map." He said. He tried to recall the way to the White Rock. It should be indicated in the map, somewhere between the sacred caves and the Living lake but there was nothing. It confused him to why it was not indicated.
"How many times did Her Majesty visit the City Hall?" There was something he wanted to find out. It was just unheard of the queen to disappear into the forest without valid reasons. It was astounding. At his age, he didn't want to go on a "look out" just because the king instructed them to. It would only make them tired but not successful and he was not ready for that. Ready to risk his life in the dense forest.
It was as if he heard faint howls of wild dogs again. Though when he looked at others, they were all looking at him. They are still kids. He thought. What a pity. He knew then that it was no more safe for them. But how will he make them understand? He thought.
"Five consecutive days."
Oh! He remembered asking a question.
It made sense. She planned her disappearance very well. Very intelligent woman.
" What do you mean?" His friends asked. Perfect. He thought he was talking to himself.
"We need to go back to the palace." The king needed to know.
" Why? We will only make it worse." The appointed leader told him.
"We have no other cho-"
" Look, I'm not ready to lose my head yet." The others said.
How difficult it is to convince them.He sighed.
"You go to the City Hall. I will go talk to His Majesty. Ask who were in contact with the queen before she disappeared. Use threats if it is possible. Otherwise we will never find her." He stated the fact.
His friends were bewildered. They didn't understand. In their hearts they only knew, the king will kill them if he sees them without the queen. It was a hard decision to make.
" Her Majesty went with the original map. This" - he showed it to them. "- is not the original map. "-Her Majesty had it drawn to confuse us." He flipped it back to front and there on the top of the page, was a sentence that left them with no questions.
Do not look for me.
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