
"Are you okay, Your Majesty?"
Braheim turned to Firdos Shyamali, the temporary adviser to the king. "Do I need to answer?"
"Please forgive the lack of servants, Your Majesty."
Braheim did not answer, only stretching his body wrapped in armour. The bright red armor has officially become Braheim's daily wear since Gaana was known to be alive. Of the many clothes he wore during his time as king, Braheim hated Sherwani the most because not infrequently the clothes made him almost toppled.
...Sherwani's...
But really, Braheim really wants to use Sherwani now. It's okay even if the pay has to be dropped many times. The armour not only made it difficult for Braheim to move and to the restroom, but also to scratch his itchy limbs. Bheim can only curse in the heart, while still maintaining his focus on the activities of the day.
" ... Prioritize the most needed such as drugs and blankets. It would be troublesome if anyone fell ill in a situation like the present."
"As per your orders, Your Majesty." The finance minister bowed to Braheim.
"Next, let the flies in."
Flies. The right nickname is indeed, for those who like to eliminate appetite like flies, such as messenger companion concubines. Braheim leaned his body against the back of the chair, smiling with formality. The four escort envoys of Consort Ghaaliya, Consort Hameeda, Consort Jasoda, and Consort Praveena returned Braheim's smile with a special greeting of Kumari Kandam.
"Long live, and be bound always, the sun of Kumari Kandam."
Bheim. "Please. Just go straight for it."
"All right, Your Majesty. I just got word that Garjan is no longer cooperating in this war. Therefore, the servant king asked Garjan's property, Consort Ghaaliya to be repatriated. So does the others."
Bheim nodded in response to Concubine Guaaliya's companion's messenger. "If I refuse?"
"It was not a wise decision, Your Majesty. Recalling a treasure was the same as cutting off all previously made deals. You cannot refuse because the consequence is to abdicate the throne. It seems you know it better than this servant who is still learning."
"Ah, right too. I forgot the consequence part, "Braheim replied to Consort Jasoda's escort messenger.
Consort Hameeda's escort envoy bowed, followed by another escort envoy. "Since you have remembered it, please proceed immediately with the revocation of the status of the concubines and also the license to leave Kumari Kandam, Your Majesty."
"Of course it's easy. I can make it right now."
"Thank you, Yeah-"
"But the prisoner whose sentence is being suspended cannot leave Kumari Kandam" Braheim said to Consort Praveena's deputy.
The escort envoys were shocked. They forgot the punishment of the concubines who were rude the other day to Haala, because they were too tired to think about the lure. Until the news of their kings who had quarreled with Braheim was delivered the messenger bird. Those who felt that they were victorious rushed to Braheim, without carrying their heads.
Bheim continued, "I have agreed to Commander Haala's demands. So whenever it is, the names of the people he prosecutes will be brought to justice."
"But, Your Majesty. Our king gave such an order."
"Then tell them the truth" said Braheim to the messenger of Consort Ghaaliya.
The companion envoys were silent, just glancing at each other. "Ah. Maybe they don't know it yet? If their property is to be tried for disrespect to a person of higher status?"
"Next is a letter from Commander Haala, Your Majesty."
Bheim regulated his breathing. "Random."
...Long live, and be bound always, the sun of Kumari Kandam. I would like to inform you that our soldiers sent to Garjan, Hathelee, Jvaala, and Padachihn are asking to be repatriated. They say they are no longer treated well. Did something happen between Kumari Kandam and the four continents? Please send a reply immediately, Your Majesty. Salutations....
"Tell him to defend our soldiers who are on the four continents. We still don't know which continent Gaana's next target will be."
"According to your command, Your Majesty," Firdoos replied to Braheim.
"Next."
"Next is the Counselor of Murat, Your Majesty."
Murat immediately ran, even though Firdoos had opened very few doors in the study. The sensitive Bheim with the hasty attitude of Murat also paused the greeting of Murat, and asked Murat to immediately convey his needs and go to rest. Murat immediately asked for a more detailed explanation of the contents of the letter sent by Braheim one month ago.
" ... Gaana is alive. We send Gandh* and ten thousand warriors to the seven continents as a form of cooperation. So do they. Then the people were evacuated to safety...."
Gandh* is a new weapon recently made Kumari Kandam, a mixture of salt and holy water. Salt is known to weaken the half-leech Gaana, and holy water has been used to drive out demons for hundreds of years. The reaction that would have arisen if Gandh had hit Gaana's body was a pain that slowly turned into a burning sensation.
"Then what about Her Majesty the Queen, Your Majesty? Shouldn't he also be evacuated to a safe place?" ask Murat.
Bheim. "The people will be afraid. Then it was likely that he would tell Gaana that place."
"But at least Her Majesty the Queen must still be evacuated to another safe place, Your Majesty. What if something bad happens to her? Like Gaana came?"
"A master comes to a subordinate is commonplace."
"But, Yeah-"
"Enough, Murat Iskender. If you're worried about the Queen, then accompany her. Take ten thousand soldiers with you, "Braheim.
"Hamba will think about it, Your Majesty. There is nothing more I want to say. I beg you to resign."
Bheim just nodded. "Next."
"Next you can rest, Your Majesty."
Bheim looked at Firdos. "I don't think I can."
"I'm sorry?"
Braheim pointed to the face of Phirdos. "That's a face that wants to convey something. Relay it. And call the waiter to help me take off this damn armor."
"That's. If you will, I wish to replace the Counselor Murat, Your Majesty."
Bheim remained silent, staring at Firdoos for a long time. "Reason?" braheim answered at last.