Knight Panji
Back to the Palace

    Two men wearing blue White Robes descended from the Wooden Ship to the Pier in front of him. One looks more mature than the other.

   The man may be 19 years old, while the teenage man next to him is about 15 years old. Their height is almost the same, so no wonder people will equalize their age. 

    "This is the Kingdom of Andalas" said the older man. "It's so crowded" said the younger man. "Satria's now at the Feast of the People."

They do not talk much, but when passing through the market or crowd they will always attract the attention of those around them. 

    Arya was always smiling for every look of admiration that people gave her, while Satria did not ponder the slightest bit of attention from them. 

    As they arrived at the Archery Race Area, Satria stopped and looked at those who were shooting. Recollecting back when he was a child, his Father and Brother would invite him to join the Archery Race. The memories of childhood revolved around his head.

    "You want to play archery, don't you, come on" Arya asked. They also arrived at the Archery Race. They pay the registration fee. Satria began to pull her bow. 

    The good looks of the two of them made the girls curious and gathered in the Archery Race Area, the other men who saw also immediately joined.

     Satria pulled her bow, the arrow shot out quickly and on target did not deviate in the slightest. The audience that surrounded him cheered happily. How not, with a distance of 50 meters the arrow shot right in the middle. 

    Satria drew the bow for a second time and slid the arrow again. "Shuuuuuuuuu" the Arrow darted back by landing right at the midpoint. 

    "It was great that young man, but it's strange that I've never heard or seen this young man" said one male audience member. 

    "Ahhh no matter who you know or not, you see how he looks, he must be noble, he's so handsome, and good at archery, if I could marry him," said the young girl not far from the man. 

    "Ahhhh jerk who pushed me," said one spectator. The black-robed man barged through the crowd quickly then he shouted out which made the attention diverted to him.

   "I want to challenge you with archery" shouted the black-robed man. Satria loosened his pull on the bow then turned his head back and saw the figure of a man wearing a black robe. 

   The race area guards took the registration money with a smile and handed the arrows and bows to the Panji. Panji smiled slightly and thought of something.

   "It doesn't feel fair to play as usual, how about doing it a little differently?."

The banner took a black Ribbon from behind his shirt and put it in both of his eyes. 

Then he instantly pulled out the 3 Arrows. 

    "Ahh this child is showing off again," said Mahesa who was not far from where Arya stood. Arya turned to the man at a glance, then looked at the match again in front of him. 

    The Arrow of Satria and Panji shot up. No need to ask again where the arrow of Satria was stuck. Right at the midpoint of the Archery Board. 

    But people were so shocked to see the results of the black-robed Man, he closed his eyes and slid 3 Arrows onto a different Board. But all three of them on target did not deviate in the slightest. There's even a little Glamour of Satria for Panji.

    Panji opened his blindfold and he was satisfied with the results. He then turned to the handsome man next to him and said inwardly, "You may be more handsome than me, but you will not be able to beat me in archery,"

    Satria simply glanced over without giving any comment. He handed his arrow and bow to the Area guards and was about to step away. "Hey wait a minute, we haven't finished competing yet" Panji said as he hurriedly chased after the man. 

    The man turned his head back, they almost collided if Panji did not stop in time, their faces were close together. The head of the pennant then opened and exposed his entire face to the Spectator. 

    "Hey isn't that the second prince?" 

    "Right be the second Prince, the second Prince come here with us," cried the young girls who were coquettish. Although there was a more handsome Man but the Second Prince remained in their hearts, besides that the origin of the Prince also made the hearts of the Girls happy.

    The banner ran towards the Area Officer to return the bow and Arrow, as well as taking his reward of 5 bottles of Emperor Girang Arak. He ran quickly again to the handsome man earlier and handed him 2 bottles of Arak. 

    "It's great to be able to play with you, but I can't linger here, take this gift for you." Panji gave 2 bottles of Emperor Girang Arak and the black Ribbon he was wearing earlier. 

    Mahesa quickly pulled the Panji to escape. Not far from them some Soldiers came and were still blocked by the Spectators. "Ahh shit, you talk a lot fast we go or we'll get caught" Mahesa shouted as she pulled Panji's hand.

    They several times jumped high even through the roofs in the Market, away from the Soldiers who chased them until their shadows disappeared without a trace. 

    Satria pensively then saw both hands on the left hanging 2 pieces of Emperor Girang Arak, on the right hand there is a black ribbon. He frowned and said, "Friends?."

   Arya next to him smiled then patted Satria on the shoulder. "Great, the first time you've been here, you've been friends with a prince."

"No, I'm not his friend" said Satria. He then stored Arak and the ribbon inside a storage pouch hanging on his waist. 

    Mahesa let go of Panji's hand after they felt they were in a safe place, "Why do you always make trouble, now we're in pursuit of your Soldier Tau."

    "Yes yes I know I know, I was just messing around okay how about we play to the next place," Take Panji. 

    "Ahhh ahhh ahhhhh," cried Panji who felt pain in his ear. "Owh, so you want to play around again, isn't it enough that you're playing around?". A rather old man with a large enough body was carrying Panji's ears.

    "Maha thunder," Mahesa said she cupped her hands together politely and there was a hint of fear in her eyes. "Uncle Guruh,, ahhhh yes yes Maha Guruh why you hired me, this hurts to let me go," Rengek Panji.

   "Why Menjewer isn't it clear you're the ringleader of everything, if it wasn't for you, there's no way the First Prince would have gone out while the Party was going on, Come on Back, after the Party's over I'd have punished you," The people kept pulling the Panji's ears until they almost arrived at the Palace. 

    "My thunder please let go of your clasp in my ear, where my dignity is if other nobles see it, I beg you," Panji said with a hearty tone. 

    All thunder also releases the jewels in the ears of Panji, now the ears of Panji look flushed next to each other. He touched it and it still hurts a little. When they entered the courtyard of the Palace it still featured some regional dances and songs. 

   The People's Party lasts for 3 days and the first day will feature various dances and music games from various regions, the second day will feature a match of archery, sword, and spear skills, and the second day will feature a match of skills, the third day will feature individual fights. Some interesting gifts will be given. 

   The Feast of the People took place not only in the Palace but also the entire territory of the Andalas Kingdom. Various regions enlivened with various competitions that exist.

     Panji and Mahesa Pun reached the Stage where the King and the nobles were seated. The Queen then stood up and approached Mahesa and said, "Where the First Prince has gone, I'm so worried that if I want to go out with you some bodyguards to be always safe," Queen Yashna held her son's cheek gently. 

   Panji did not care and looked around, until his eyes fell on the two Men who stood up and approached the King. The gaze of Panji and Mahesa met, "You?, how did you come here," whispered Panji with a gesture in his mouth.

    Queen Yashna turned her eyes to Panji, her countenance turned irritated and mixed with hatred. "You, how dare you bring the First Prince to escape," his voice was so great that it attracted the attention of some nobles.

    "No wonder, for a brat like you doesn't feel at home in a palace filled with noble aura, it's okay if you want to leave, but don't take the First Prince," queen Yashna said cynically. Both of Panji's hands clenched tightly. 

    "It's my mother, it's because I'm following her" Prince Mahesa said. 

"So I will stop you" said Ara as she was about to rush her hand held by Lyla. "Let's just brother."

    "Mother," Lyla's gentle gaze and the embrace of both hands on the Queen's shoulders made the Queen slightly calm. "Mother calm down, now that many people are looking, calm down and sit back down" Lyla said softly. 

Lyla said like a hypnotist, making the Queen snort lightly then return to her seat.

    They all sighed in relief especially Mahesa and the King. Not wanting this commotion to turn into an insignificant rumor. Moreover, they are having guests from the Kingdom of Java. This will make them ashamed if it goes on. 

    "Ahh everyone, I want to introduce our guests to all of you."

    "Look at this handsome right, he is Prince Arya Birawa Wikramawardhana and his younger brother next door is Prince Satria Birama Wikramawardhana."

    "They are the Guests of the Kingdom of Java, I hope you all respect them like respect me too, haahahah, let's sit." They both sat down at the king's side. 

    Panji and Mahesa looked at each other, "It turns out they are princes like us" they said in unison. 

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