The Witch's Curse
The Gulf of Death

Bhagya village, is a beautiful and cool village, the people are also friendly, the entourage of King Cordovan seemed to enjoy their time here. Bhagya Village is the last village in the inhabited Indiyah Continent. After leaving Bhagya Village, travelers must persevere through the silence of the Fillandya Forest that is many kilometers long. After that, we arrived at Porthsmont Bay. There are several passenger ships and goods available once a day if you want to cross to the British Continent.

The day was hot enough.

King Cordovan's entourage seemed ready to leave. From the morning, the servants and knights were busy carrying the goods of the Princess and the King who were issued to add comfort to the overnight stay at the inn of the commoners. There is no special lodging of nobles in Bhagya Village. It can be ascertained, the completeness of the accommodation becomes perfunctory.

Hup!

Hup!

Hup!

Deftly, the servants and knights worked together to move the items to quickly finish. It only takes a few minutes until everything is in order. The coachmen and train guards were already preparing for the position, waiting for their master to arrive.

Seen from inside the inn, the King and Princess walked cheerfully towards the carriage. The princess gave some gold coins as a tip for the maid and the innkeeper. The departure of the King and Princess entourage leaves good memories for everyone in Bhagya Village.

*

"Is your sleep good, Mark?" asked the princess while tying her hair. The weather today is very humid and hot. The Princess who used to live in the palace was certainly a bit overwhelmed by this long journey that drained time and energy. Fortunately, Markian was very attentive to all his needs, he was also very gentle to him, very different attitude compared to when they first met.

"Lumayan, if only not sleeping separately," he replied teasing the Princess. Isyana's cheeks blushed, she smacked Mark's chest softly, and they laughed together.

'Patience, not yet time' inner Isyana and Mark without sound.

The road to the Fillandya Forest is relatively safe, although many small rocks are scattered, but do not make the horse carriage experience heavy shocks. The Kencana Train, which was the national animal of the Cordovan Kingdom, drove smoothly across the border area.

As the group entered the Fillandya Forest, the sound of crickets began to greet them. The stench of joy ripples from all directions. Shades of beautiful and shady presented in front of the eyes. The princess enjoyed this moment. The carriage was slightly shaken as several tree roots protruded out. Accidentally, their bodies were thrown from the passenger seat and overlapped. The Princess and King blushed in embarrassment, however, not feeling like distancing themselves.

"Sorry, Your Majesty! There's a big rock! Are you okay?" the sound of the coachman broke the awkwardness. The king cleared his throat and arranged a sitting position as usual then helped the Princess stand up.

"We are fine," said the King authoritatively though with a reddened face for accidentally overriding the body of the Princess earlier.

TRAKTAK!

Suddenly small rocks spewed from the roadside and shocked the two of them. They're chuckling. For a lifetime, only this time the Princess and King experienced a long memorable journey.

"It's so fresh huh," the princess opened the window. His face was left swept away by the cold forest wind that he rarely encountered while in the Kingdom of Puth. Markian nodded and stroked her hair dancing in the wind.

Throughout the eye looked, there was a high repetition of trees and the whistling of unpretentious birds. The shade of the branches of the tree makes the sunlight vague, leaving only the shadow of flowers and leaves black. Some tame animals such as deer, rabbits, and squirrels occasionally they meet on the way. Crickets, beetles and grasshoppers are not absent to join in enjoying the beauty of spring. Flowers and trees grew well without care, in contrast to plants in the space they were in their palaces.

Twenty kilometers have been passed, at this time, the group is already in Porthsmont Bay. Just need to cross a little more to get to the Britani Continent. In the middle of the trip, they can stop by Gene Island for a historical tour, however, rarely people do it because Gene Island is famous for being called a haunted island.

Markian awakens the sleeping Princess on his shoulder, to show the beauty of Porthsmont Bay illuminated by street lights. It was quite late at night, before crossing over, they would rest for a while to eat and drink.

The newly awakened princess felt a little sore. He patted his shoulders and tilted his head to the right and to the left so that his nerves were a bit loose. As soon as he opened his eyes, the beauty of Porthsmont Bay spoiled his eyes. The smooth pounding of the waves that sweep the bay really calms the mind. The sound of silence that mingles with the dense activity of the crossers, adds its own charm. The silhouettes of the Britani Continent and Gene Island they were about to visit caused a feeling of excitement. Finally, the long journey will be over soon.

"Let's eat first" Mark asked Princess Isyana. They headed to the tavern located in the Porthsmont area. A small village devoted to entertaining travelers from Britani and Indiyah who often travel back and forth, especially in the festival season like this. Porthsmont Village is a small village. The buildings are just a few houses, two inns, one building for border guards, as well as shops and bars, and a souvenir shop. Not many people live in Porthsmont. Only the natives here, or the travelers actually ran out of money and ended up becoming traders to get on with life.

The simple beauty of Porthsmont has a different aura than the grandeur of the palace. The Princess and the King seemed to have no objection to stopping by for a moment.

JEGLEK!

After being full of food and preparing to board the ship, suddenly, all the lights in Porthsmont went out.

"What??? Why this?" shouted the bartender who canceled serving drinks because he could not distinguish the bottle due to the darkness of the room.

"Jeff! Check generator!" An officer ran to obey the command of his commander. He went to the power plant and checked. The atmosphere that was originally boisterous, became dim. Silence, without the aid of sight. Before long, the atmosphere became rowdy again. People are jostling to get out of the store as it feels crowded.

"Surge.." shouted one of the unknown people due to the dark.

"Revelation!! Go through it.." shouted the other.

"Eh..Geseerr!!!"

The atmosphere is not conducive. King Markian ordered the guards to be on standby and to get out regularly to the train. "Don't go far" he whispered to Isyana, but did not respond.

TRINGGGGS

Finally, the electricity came back on. One by one the bulbs in the shop emit their light. People don't panic. The atmosphere was calm again. King Markian breathed a sigh of relief. He who was smiling at first suddenly became surprised. Princess Isyana is missing!

"FIND THE PRINCESS TO SEE YOU!" Markian's Order. Moti and Magda suddenly panicked.

"Ap..Wha what?? Princess missing??? Oh no!" Moti was scared to cry. Magda also felt the same way, but she tried to calm Moti down.

Markian could not hide the confused and angry look that happened together. How could he not be aware of sabotage like this? It is true that the vigilance of a Cordovan Tyrant decreased dramatically when with Princess Isyana. For a lifetime, only this time Markian felt bored and thought his journey would be smooth.

Markian troops combed through the entire village, some others also ran towards the forest. The sound of rowing steps makes the atmosphere of the night look gripping. The cries of the soldiers and servants searching for the Princess broke the silence of the night. Everyone was busy, without anyone noticing, there was a small boat already sailing towards Gene Island.

*

'Where am I?'

Isyana was confused and wondered without a sound. His breath was tight, there was a lump of cloth in his mouth and a swirl of scarves that made his eyes unable to see. His head hurt, like he had just been hit by a blunt object. After losing consciousness, he was suddenly on a surface that was bobbing.

"Wwoowooongg. However, his voice was stifled. The articulation is unclear.

Isyana is being carried by two hitmen using a small boat to be dumped into Gene Island.

If one looks at it, the little boat is carrying some sacks, probably a merchant boat. Without anyone noticing the details, apparently there was a sack that moved like it was about to break away. A faint scream sounded from the sack. The two people who looked like merchants were actually hit men. They were Duke Elliot's men.

The Duke planned the abduction of the Princess so that Markian would come empty-handed to the Land of Cordovan. This would smooth out the king's impeachment plans and influence public opinion so that the throne would be handed over to the heir who was not subject to the witch's curse. The curse spread in the Kingdom of Cordovan is a rumor deliberately concocted and spread by the Fort Elliot so that the Markian government is destroyed. Without anyone knowing, that, the curse is indeed true.

Princess Isyana tried to hold on with all her strength. The princess who initially moved on, this time looking calm, seemed like her body was tired if she had to rebel continuously. That's what both assassins thought. In fact, Princess Isyana was actually tightening her bridle with a small knife that she always carried.

'I have to run away' as he thought. However, it cannot look suspicious.

The small boat they were riding on was originally no problem, however, increasingly in the middle of the sea, the boat was bobbing very badly.

"Hey, throw away the sacks" one of the assassins ordered. The sacks were discarded, and only one sack remained, the sack containing Princess Isyana. The boat is still tossed because of the waves. The two people started to panic and tried to control the wind speed with a screen. But in vain, the shock of the waves became unbearable.

"Ware!! Why this!!"

Not yet had time to stabilize the screen, suddenly appeared a black and large shadow from within the sea.

"Mon..monster!!!" Shouted one of the killers. Another unseen assassin was afraid to immediately brandish a laced spear. The Whaney sea monster does have the potential to attack small ships. The predator is rarely seen in the waters of Porthsmont Bay, as the Porthsmont Sea does not belong to the deep sea. What a strange situation. The two hitmen inevitably had to slaughter monsters first before launching their mission.

'JLEBB'

"DORUHH!"

One of the assassins hurled a spear and managed to hit Whaney's skin. He was wrong target, should be targeted is part of Whaney's eye. Dear thousand dear, their weapons are nothing to a monster that is the size of a whale. The two assassins were instead drawn towards Whaney and splashed into the sea. The two assassins were bounced to the surface of the sea and swept away by the fierce waves. It didn't take long for them to drown in the raging ocean.

Isyana who had tried to escape had finally succeeded. After removing herself from the sack that wrapped her, Isyana was very surprised by the puddle that almost made the boat sink. Isyana tried to push the water out, but too late, she fell by the impact of the waves that had just come.

Blubub...

Blubub...

Isyana almost lost consciousness due to the violent pounding of the incoming waves. His head was hit by the wreckage of a wrecked boat. Before fainting, Iayana tries to swim to the surface, however, too late. The sea water soon entered his lungs.

Darkened.

Isyana doesn't remember anything.

Suffcfsshhh..

The sound of a burst of air from Whaney's back.

The bluish glowers panned into the sky from behind the wreckage of the boat. Whaney who saw the light then dived and lifted the pendant owner's body to the surface. Whaney then carried it over his body.

Ishanas.

I don't know where the sea monster will take him.

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