Erbe
Among The Choices
"What am I doing? You idiot! Why would I want to do this? Me ... ah! I betrayed Laszlo, Crown Prince Jorvik has left me no other choice. I'm sorry, Sire. I'm sorry ... Your Highness Crown Prince Erland, you are my lord. I sincerely lay down this life for the glory of Laszlo under your command, Your Highness Crown Prince Erland."
In the next two seconds, after saying his last words, Borand cut off his own vocal cords.The body of his feet lay on the ground. For a week no one knew about it, and the palace was stirred when Borand's body was found. A lot of speculation sticking out, whether it was intentionally or not, the good name of Borand was damaged by it.
"Damn!" maki Jorvik's.
His eyes were perfectly rounded, his hands clenched and his chest was seen descending irregularly. It was clearly seen the hue of hatred from the face of Jorvik. He threw everyone out of his study.
"That's what you are, Borand! If you could betray me, you would rather commit suicide than follow my orders. My people most everyone chooses that damn kid, what's his greatness. He only had a weak heart and an unintelligent brain. Unfortunately he is the rightful heir of this empire" murmured Jorvik.
"I have to find out if Borand leaked my word to anyone else. It would be a great danger if the document fell on someone else. It seems that aq should intervene alone."
Some guards went inside with the palace butler. Jorvik made a secret trip escorted by three chosen soldiers. Of course the place he was headed to was the location where Borand's body was found. A major secret investigation was conducted, Jorvik himself who led the investigation this time. One month. Two months. Three or even a fourth month of investigation was fruitless. Jorvik began to doubt his original beliefs.
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News of Borand's death to the ears of Erland, he originally wanted to ignore the news, but something made him disturbed. Westminwood was a place he had wanted to go to all his life. A cursed and ill-fated place, where his mother had to exchange her life for a life. Yes, there his mother was brutally murdered. For Erland who was still exposed to magic poison. Erland is rescued by Sege, but her mother is killed in a terrible way.
He only knows if his mother killed herself, but there is a dark and even scary story behind it all. Until now Erland never knew why and how his mother died. Only a letter and a promise he held dear, made him patient to this day.
My dear son, please don't look for mother. Stay alive for mom and Grazepodhia. Let the mother who breaks all this, pursue the light. Uphold the imperial pillar of Grazepodhia, and submit your heart to the truth. I love you so much, my dear child. Promise me you'll keep this promise for mom.
Although Erland repeatedly read the letter, but none of the clues he found. No one dared to explain all this to him. Why must there be death? Why should there be a collision for power? Why should there be tears spilled? And ... Why did this have to happen to her?
The more he looked for answers, the more bizarre everything became. For his little brain that should only think of playing with peers, now think of the weight of the burden of a charade in the hierarchy of power. Erland was fed up with all this, so she became antipathy towards the empire, even her own father.
"Your Majesty," call Maizar.
"What's wrong?"
"What is there in mind, so that it is clearly visible a burden on your face, Your Highness the Crown Prince? You don't have to suppress your own feelings, Your Majesty. Forget everything. Didn't you choose to start a new life as a commoner? Whatever you choose, I'll be faithful by your side, Your Majesty," Maizar said as if understanding what Erland had in mind.
"Why? Am I wrong if I choose to be happy alone? Am I wrong to stay away and not approach them?" ask Erland.
"No."
Maizar's heart was filled to hear the complaints of a child who incidentally was the future emperor of Grazephodia. He knows, but he has no right to explain everything. Maizar chose to cover his mouth and ears. His face bowed, he knew Erland would be disappointed in him.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," he said.
"I know Maizar. A knight's oath cannot be broken, it means he must exchange it for life and blood. I don't crucify you, if there's anything I have to blame, I want to blame the heavens for so cruelly plotting my destiny. I want to curse the evil universe at me. Tired, I'm tired of all this. Why should I be this weak, Maizar?" erland asked while closing the door to his room.
No, His Highness the Crown Prince. You are the strongest human being, the holy blood that you bear witness to. And I swear, your majesty is tireless
dingnya with anything. However, you chose this simple path. I appreciate that. You are of noble heart, Your Majesty.
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"What are you doing here, Maizar?" greet Sege.
"I look forward to His Majesty's life. I can't bear to see it. His Majesty should be in a luxurious palace with all his special rights, but he has a life of his own. I think he's starting to wobble, that fear is clearly visible in his eyes, Sege."
"Fear?"
"Yes, fear of his destiny. His Majesty thought that if he was only a mortal in life, he felt very lost and grieved at the death of the first empress. Even Borand's death caused him to worry. I fear that His Majesty will pursue the past and seek revenge" Maizar lamented.
"Don't underestimate the holy blood flowing to His Majesty's body. He could've gotten through all this. And if the holy blood has risen, then His Majesty is the only one who has the strongest and most holy faith on earth. Don't you forget that, Maizar," said Sege.
"I know that, Sege. And I have no doubt about it, only that I fear that something bad will happen to His Highness the Crown Prince. He'll be an easy target for witches. So ...."
Maizar didn't go on, he felt something. So did Sege. A great energy that penetrated through the seven layers of dimension and headed towards Erland. This energy is not good energy. Instead of being afraid of something bad happening, both of them were racing their horses quickly. Danger codes sent to the Durete.
Sure enough, when entering the village, the fishy smell of blood felt so stinging. The bodies lying on the ground were also human screams behind the flames, adding to the night's terrible impression. Not thinking for long, Maizar penetrated the crowd towards the house where Erland lived. However, it's all too late. Very late. The house burned and shattered into dust. From behind the Oak tree, a figure drawn by a sword was lying on the ground. Fresh blood was still flowing from the corpse. Maizar chased him hysterically.
"His Highness the Crown Prince!"
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