THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
THE CHAPTER 94

Jihan finally came to her senses, after two days of being helplessly in bed. But of course the first word that comes out of the lips without a lipstick sweep is not an expression of gratitude but an expletive. Still vividly imprinted memories of that day, when a middle-aged woman suddenly floated a dagger and made Jihan's wrist almost severed. Jihan grimaced in horror, trying hard to chase away the memories of that day.

"You're sober, Princess." A servant who had just entered Jihan's room looked surprised.

"Yes, bring me a-"

Jihan's words paused, because her servant who instead came back out of her bedroom. Then not long after, the servant returned with a healer. Soon the healer took out his equipment to check on Jihan's condition. Luckily Jihan was fine, although it took a long time to fully recover. The doctor also said that Jihan's activity would not be too disturbed because the wound was on the left hand.

"I'm left-handed."

"Sorry, Princess?" The doctor stopped his activity tidying up the contents of the bag.

"Forget it. Rather than that, is that you? The one Murat Iskender has been berating for the past two days?"

The doctor smiled forcefully. "Hamba deserves such treatment because of the ability of the servant who is still lacking, Princess."

Jihan just nodded.

"And I think it is only natural that the Counselor Murat should behave in this manner. He is very worried about you, Princess. Even for two full days he did not rest to take care of you," added the healer.

Jihan looked at her servant who was standing behind the healer. "really?"

"That's right, Princess."

Jihan looked over here. "But I don't see it now."

"Right now everyone including Counselor Murat is in the new palace, Princess," the servant replied.

"Why? Did something happen?"

"Yes, Princess. But I'm sorry that I don't know the details."

Physician rising. "Commander Haala's son suddenly cried for no reason. His voice was gone because two hours had passed but his crying did not stop."

"Crying for no reason? Does that make sense?"

"It doesn't make sense but that's the fact, Princess." The physician bowed to Jihan. "If there are no more questions about your health, please resign."

Jihan did not reply, only turning to the window, looking at the new palace devoted to Haala and Vinder, which currently looked like a fishing lantern in the middle of the high seas.

"A strange rain, plus Daxraj Natesh's crying son? Definitely a bad sign. But there's no way Sanjeev Rajak is going to make a troublemaker now, is he?" Jihan got out of bed. "Servant."

"Give me the commandment, Princess."

"Prepare my clothes. I'll go to the new palace" Jihan replied.

"Sorry, Princess?"

"Don't you say everyone's there?"

"That's right, Princess."

"Then why am I the only one here?"

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Jihan goes to a new palace, though the pain in her hand becomes more and more due to the piercing cold. But again there are those who disturb Jihan in the middle of the journey. Jihan's hand coded her servants to follow her around to the most feared place in Kumari Kandam. Right, the dungeon. There was clearly something going on inside the room containing thousands of cells the size of the coffin, seeing that not a single guard was standing at the mouth of the door.

It turned out that the guards of the dungeon were being made dizzy by Sayee, the crazy woman who almost made Jihan lose her hand. Seen from where Jihan was hiding, Sayee was crying out to the guards to release her. Of course that's not possible, considering Sayee is serving a sentence. Jihan lost interest, shortly before Sayee said there was one of her tribesmen who was in need of help.

" ... I swear. I can feel it. Everyone who had the bloodline of a wandering tribe could feel it. When we suddenly cried, it was a sign that one of us was dying. Please believe me. Ji-"

"Sir, please set me free, sir. I have to save my tribe."

"What's he talking about?" The Chief Warden pointed at Sayee while looking alternately at his two subordinates.

"She wants to be released because her tribe is dying, Chief," replied one of the guards.

"Then we will be the ones to take his place on the stage Tamaasha* tomorrow. Return to position. Don't mind him."

Tamaasha* is a giant beheading tool often used to punish criminals.

"As per An-'s orders"

"For a long time no see, Chief Warden." Jihan came out of hiding.

"Ah, greetings, Princess." The Chief Warden following his two subordinates bowed simultaneously.

"I think you made the wrong decision, Chief Warden."

"Sorry, Princess?" ask the Chief Warden.

Jihan walked over to Sayee. "The strange rain, the strange adopted son of His Holiness Braheim, and his strange plea. Isn't that weird, Chief Warden?"

"Yes, Princess. Her request was strange. He asked to be released to save his tribe ...."

Jihan ignored everything the Chief Warden said, and chose to return Sayee's gaze. Then suddenly Sayee kowtowed at Jihan's feet while repeatedly saying she would do anything Jihan asked if she was released to save her tribe. Jihan gave no answer, busy looking at Sayee's body that was shaking violently. Jihan then turned around, and stepped steadily not toward the exit of the dungeon but toward the person who had the highest power there.

" ... But what do you mean about the wrong servant's decision, Tu-"

"Sstt." Jihan paused the Chief Warden's speech with her pointy index finger. "Don't talk anymore. Save your strength to have fun with me."

"Ma-"

"I said save your strength," interrupted Jihan again.

The subordinate of the warden following Jihan's confused subordinate had to set his sights on where. To the face of the warden who is now having difficulty holding back, or to the hand of Jihan who began to groan to the parts of the body that only the adam had.

"Free him, then I'll be there." Jihan pointed at the Chief Warden's room located at the end of the dungeon. "How's it?"

"Please forgive me, Princess. But the servant could be in trouble if he just lied and eventually ran away."

"Oh come. Can't you feel it? I mean that look." Jihan pointed at Sayee. "You can't make that look if your conscience dies."

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"thank you. Thank you very much, Princess. The gods will surely repay you."

"Yes yes, wake up and ask your Lord to keep the reply. Rather than that, where are you going?" ask Jihan to Sayee.

"Hamba doesn't know yet, Princess. The servant will only follow in whichever direction it is that makes the servant feel worse."

Jihan sneered, "What a strange tribe. Alright. Go."

Sayee only smiled back at Jihan, and immediately ran towards the southeast. Jihan looked at Sayee who had fallen a few times, and again clicked. Prisoners who have not received a sentence from Braheim will not be given food and drink, like Sayee. Jihan called her servant, asked to prepare a horse carriage and relay a message to the Chief Warden who would have been waiting for her on the bed.

"Tell that stupid warden to come to my room tomorrow night. Then prepare the horse carriage. Ah, also prepare some water and a piece of bread."

"As per your orders, Princess." Waiter Jihan bowed to Jihan and passed.

"Hey, you. Barbarian tribe. Stop right there," cried Jihan. "Damn. What's name?"