
Countless, how many days have I spent here. The longer I've been here, the more I understand .. The hypocrisy that's in every person in this room. They smile at each other, then vilify the person they spoke to before to others.
Absolutely disgusting.
I glanced to the left as the door of the room opened, the slender woman I had seen a few days earlier came into the room with a few women lined up behind her, “follow me, we will soon go to the Palace,” he said before turning back to move his feet outside.
I got up from my seat, my legs were following those who had also stepped one by one leaving the room. I glanced to the right, towards the few women who raised both hands to the front of the chest, I bowed again by raising my hands to hold each other in front of my chest as the others did.
My footsteps came to a halt as we had all exited the two-story wooden building I had lived in before. I stared at the slender woman of the innkeeper who had walked into a horse-drawn carriage that was in front of us. We walked behind him, when the chariot was leading the way.
The further we left the inn, the more crowded we found people passing through the streets. I was still looking straight ahead, as whispers were heard from both our right and our left, some of the women lined up like me, when some men standing on the side of the road spit in their direction.
My footsteps came to a halt as I stared at the splotches of saliva that soaked the skirt I was wearing, I lifted my head, stared intently at one of the men before my legs stepped back in the footsteps of the women.
For a long time we have walked, some women have been flooded with sweat, some of them stop the footsteps and raise their arms wiping their eyebrows before continuing the steps. The car stopped, the car stopped on a high wall with a large red wooden gate in front of us.
The wooden gate slowly opened as the sound of the loud screams of the woman in front of us, we stepped back as the horse-drawn carriage had walked in through the gate.
Tens of Knights stood staring at us from a distance, the horse carriage stopped again followed by the woman inside it out. I sat down on my knees following the others as the horse-drawn carriage in front of us walked to the side away.
The sound of a gong rang out strongly, my head getting bowed as the sound of footsteps approached. “Thanks to your head,” a male voice sounded, I raised my head slowly, a man wearing red clothes with gold embroidery filling him, stood looking at us.
“Greetings Your Majesty,” said some of the women who were in front of me by lowering their heads.
I glanced to the left, throwing a slight glance at my eyes from the glare of Zeki who was standing not too far away from the man earlier. My head was slightly raised back as I felt a black shadow standing behind me.
A man in black clothes stood behind me with a sword in his hand, I sighed a little as I stared at the shining eyes from behind the mask and also the straw hat the man was wearing.
Calm down Sachi, your brother is right behind you now. You'll be safe, you'll be safe.
I looked back at the man His Majesty had called before. The man raised his index finger, pointing towards the few women he looked at alternately. I was a little surprised when a woman kneeling beside me had fallen to the front.
Insects? A bite?
My head shriveled slightly, deciphering what Izumi said. My eyes grew slightly when my eyes fell back on Zeki, I firmly grasped the skirt I was wearing. I fell back down with cold sweat pouring out.
My God, I'm gonna die at the hands of my two brothers. What reason should I give to Izumi?
I went back to my feet following some of the women who had also stood back to me. I lifted my head, trying to keep my eyes off the corpses of the women who had been lying around us. Both of my legs were walking after those who had also walked when the man and Zeki had turned around to leave us.
Both of my feet stepped over some of the female corpses with occasional glances towards a woman who was still crying as she pleased with her palms covering her mouth. We stopped again as the man was sitting on a large chair next to the one Zeki was sitting in.
The man raised one foot up on a wooden block not too far in front of him, “lick my foot,” he said glancing at us in turn, "I will spare your lives if you do, "I will spare your lives if you do,” he said back to us.
A woman came forward, she sat on her knees with her hands slowly opening the shoes she was wearing. The woman opened her lips, licking the man's feet. One by one the women came forward following the woman who had previously still licked and kissed King Il's feet.
“What are you doing? Don't you want to follow them?” I lift my eyes back to the gaze that the King made, “can I be honest, Your Majesty?” Revealed to me, the two eyes of King Il grew up looking at me who was still standing glued in front of him.
“Say,” he said by leaning his arm that held his head on the handle of the chair, “me, would love to kill them all. They dirty your precious feet with their disgusting saliva.”
“I myself ordered them to do it,” I bowed by holding both my hands, “I understand, which is why I can't do anything. Forgive me, the honesty that I say this,” I said slowly, I raised my index finger rubbing the tip of the eye which is actually nothing there.
“Come here,” he said sounding, I raised my head to look at him, “close,” he said again to me, I bowed again with my feet approaching him.
“If you have the sun on your right hand, while the moon on your left. What are you gonna do?”
“I will sell sun at a very high price on those who need warmth and also light. As for the month, I will sell to those who are overheated and also need a break.”
“Say the reason?” He looked at me, “the first thing I love is Your Majesty, while the second thing I love is money. I don't want to lose any of them,” said I replied with a laugh from him.
The man pulled my hand until I sat on his lap, “first time for me, meeting a shameless woman like you. Your name, tell me what is your name?!” he said leaning on the chair while keeping his eyes fixed on me.