THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 85
"Are you sure, Madam?"
Haala smiled. "If I had a choice, Sayee."
"The servant will always be by your side, no matter what the situation. I promise you, Madam."
Haala smiled again, for a moment. Because the smile began to be eroded by the view of the peak of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam which was finally clearly visible from behind the curtain of the horse carriage he was riding. After exchanging ideas with Aryesh, the deputy leader of the wandering tribe, Haala decided to go to the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam. Because there is another fact that is more astounding than the fact that the King of the three continents wants to expel him following the son.
*FLASHBACK ON*
"You need to get Vinder out of here."
"Why? Is there something you're hiding from me?"
Aryesh nodded heavily in response to Haala. "I felt it, their unnatural grief. I'm afraid they'll hurt Vinder someday."
"What?"
"That happened once. Is it not impossible to repeat it again? Go awayl. Take refuge in His Holiness Braheim. He's the only one who can guarantee Vinder's safety."
Haala was powerless to speak, not even a shudder.
"I'll help as much as I can. Go awayl. Take Sayee. He would be very useful especially to keep an eye on Vinder. Please, protect Vinder."
*FLASHBACK OFF*
"Mrs, we've arrived."
Spontaneous Haala awakens from the daydream that dragged her to the bad memories of last night. Until finally Haala decided to go quietly to leave the nomadic tribe, amid the howls of starving herds of wolves on the night of Shukravaar*. Haala chased away the remains of bad memories that night, and rushed over to the main gatekeeper of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam. Yet.
Shukravaar* is a Friday.
"Sorry, Commander. You can't go in" said a guard in a trembling voice.
"At any time I show you this?"
The two guards compactly gulped, as Haala showed her dazzling badge.
"I must meet His Majesty the King. It's urgent" Haala added.
"Sorry, Commander. You must carry a stamped permit to enter," the other guard replied, with a voice no less trembling.
"This badge is equivalent to that. Don't you guys know? Really?"
"Sorry, Commander. Please come back tomorrow."
Haala turned around while sighing. "That's right."
Spontaneous Haala turned to the origin of the voice. "Leyla?"
"Oh, yes God. Turns right. Finally you're back, Commander."
Leyla Rahsheda, the head of the harem manager, immediately hugged Haala. The atmosphere of letting go of the longing lasted so dramatic, that Vinder's adorable sneezing sound messed it all up. Haala introduces Sayee, and her son, Vinder, Devraaj Narvinder. Leyla immediately approached the guards and threatened him, when Vinder sneezed for the second time. That's vivid. Although friendly, drizzle still drizzle, right?
"You guys really want to go on stage Tamaasha*. Are you guys blind? Look, it's Commander Haala. And look at that, he came with a baby. And again, they're soaked. Quickly open the gate."
Tamaasha* is a giant beheading tool often used to punish criminals.
"Sorry, but we can't open it for Commander Haala."
"Whatdidyou say? How dare," Leyla replied in a half-screaming tone.
"Defense Minister who gave such an order. How could we dare to fight it."
Leyla. "Who's your king, huh? Your Excellency Braheim or the Minister of Defense? I said open it up!"
And finally, the fireplace. For a while Leyla brought Haala, her son as well as the middle-aged woman named Sayee into the living room of the harem. Leyla excitedly added wood to the fireplace, made warm drinks, brought snacks, towels, blankets and this is it. Leyla then asked Haala to wait while she went to meet Braheim at the Southern Palace*. Yet. Again and again.
The southern palace* is the palace where the king lives and performs all activities of a personal nature. The palace was built on five hundred hectares of land. However, the palace is the only building there. The rest, the southern palace was only planted with bamboo trees.
"What are you doing, Leyla Rahsheda? I told you to bring me a young man and what did you finally bring me? A catastrophe?" A concubine suddenly slapped Leyla.
"Please forgive the lack of servants. Servants just do what they're supposed to."
"What should? That should be the young man I asked for and not even Haala and the boy. Don't you know? That boy will be a threat to us in the future."
"I'm sorry?"
"I'd guess. Look, the kid can't control his powers. That's why he's a threat. And you invited him in? Plus, want to tell His Majesty the King? Are you out of your mind already? Get rid of them fast or you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow!"
Leyla fell to her feet, prostrating at the feet of the sleeper-dressed concubine, pleading for her mercy. And behind the heartbreaking scenery, it turns out that there is the head of the southern palace management who became a spectator. Without wasting any more time, the chief administrator of the southern palace put off his duties, and ran the algal ridges through the drizzle towards the Southern Palace.
BRACKET!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Please forgive me my servant, Your Majesty. Servant is willing to be beheaded after this but I beg you to hurry now."
Braheim simply closed the book he read roughly, while showing off an expression that truly seemed like he would punish anyone for death.
"Komanda Ha-"
Spontaneous Braheim moved, dropping all the books on his lap. "Where?"
"He's in the harem, Ya-"