The marvelous doors of the grand War Room in the Palace gently swung open, much like with magic being pulled by an unknown force, as Prodea entered and walked the aisle together with Karr and Zeba. The six knights standing behind the Duke immediately snapped to attention as they greeted Prodea's presence in the grand hall. All are wearing a full helm with angry eyes peering in the slits that leaks out both disappointment and frustration,
"Grand Princess Prodea!" shouted the Duke standing up as she went in front of them finding a seat across the table where they all are. "What is the meaning of this? We have been waiting for hours! Do you treat all your guests this way?"
"Oh Duke, I'm so sorry about all of this," she apologized with sympathetic eyes – an unusual thing for her, Zeba noted, "It has been very, very hectic these past few days and we don't mean to..."
"Sorry?" interrupted the Duke laughing, "Forgive my bluntness Grand Princess but I think your sorries wouldn't grant an inkling of comfort from me and from my men especially after the loss we just suffered. You have assured us safe travels here only for us to find that just hours ago my three galleons filled with soldiers and machines were lost at sea by your fiendish sea serpent! Duke Rumilo is in that vessel! He's a highly respected member of the Council of Leonus. What would you suggest I tell the emperor about this rather dreadful mishap? Would I tell him you're sorry? Would that make my emperor sigh in relief?"
Prodea stood up looking down bowing as if taking responsibility. This concerned both Karr and Zeba, surprising them both. They wouldn't know that they would live to see Prodea being humble, much so taking the blame. "I am deeply sorry for this unfortunate tragedy that befell both our Kingdoms," she implored with her convincing sad eyes, "I will see to it personally. I assure you that this will not happen ever again. I can only hope that this will not affect our relations."
The duke silently grunted as he took his seat and saw Prodea turning his back to exit the room.
After a few seconds of silence, the nearest and oldest Knight at his back coughed up a question, "Your Grace, What shall we do now?"
"We wait," said the Duke with glaring nostrils as if tensed, "Prodea will do her part as she always do."
The Knight posed further as he went near him removing his helm to reveal his sad but serious face. He has a puffy look filled with bushy but perfectly trimmed circular beard all having a tint of white accentuating his old age. "Can we trust her, my lord. She seems to be hiding something."
"Yes. I know her too well, Sir Echon. She is stubborn and full of pride but I trust my life to her if worst comes to shove. If she said she'll handle this personally then you can bet even your life that she'll clean this up perfectly without fail."
"Do you need to send your scouts my lord," entered the youngest knight at his left as he sat on the edge of the table. "We can survey the problem..."
"NO!" he shouted terrified, "You do not take matters in your own hands here, Sir Julius. Not in these lands. I know that you're hiding the assassination squad in your regiment masking them as scouts. If you can do these things freely in our country, you most certainly can't do that here."
"I respectfully deny that sir, I do not handle an assassination squad," smiled Julius playing with his dagger, "And besides, we've been assessing the natives. Their physique is untrained so we can assume they're weak. If ever there was an assassination squad at all, they can wipe them all out without having a single trouble."
The Duke just scoffed at his statements. "That's where you're wrong. They are deceptively strong. If I was to wager in a battle to the death between you and some commoner here I would bet against you any time. I would even bet my daughters against you, that's how sure I am. That's how strong they are, so I suggest you keep things to yourself and just enjoy the time here instead of this nonsense."
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Legend of the Holy Sentinels: Night Hunters
FantasyWhen Bathala created the world, He made sure that the Earth will be safe from the Mortals: the Men and Women of the Earth. Their potential for evil has saddened Him deeply. He has to go away to create Paraiso but He needs to protect them from destro...
