Chapter 13: MIGHTY CHILD & EMPTY ENVELOPE
He quickly clean the last room of his task punishment and head to his father, "father!! Father!! Mother!! Please check this out" they quickly paced up to him, "this it mother" said Devilee.
They all didn't concentrate on what he brought, "I hope it is not stressful for you, I almost keep thinking about you all hours" said his mother, "let quickly go in and massage your back, I know the punishment is complicated for you" said his father.
"I appreciate your concern, Mother," Devilee said, trying to sound grateful. But inside, he was a storm of emotions. Anger, resentment, confusion. He couldn't believe that the Emperor would do something like this. But he knew he can't keep this cool, to keep his family from unaware.
His mother led him to a massage table, gently encouraging him to lie down. As she began to massage his back, he tried to focus on her touch, on the warmth of her hands. But his mind kept wandering, trying to make sense of it all. He stood up badly with the letter, they all thought it was a paper.
"Papa!!, I ran here all because of this letter" Said Devilee "oh! Am sorry, I lost myself in a second" his father replied, he continued, "what the letter all about" he collected it from his hand, while his wife also checked on the letter, The Prince's father slowly unfolded the letter, but stopped for a moment.
His eyes scanning the letter. But then, his face fell, and he stopped reading, as if he couldn't bear to continue. His mother looked at him, her brow furrowed with concern.
"who give you this letter and who's the recipient" his father asked "why are you asking me much question already, just read it father" he replied in a sharp tone The Devilee father eyes widened as he read the letter, taking in every word. The letter was addressed to Henry, and it was from the Emperor, a man he trusted. The letter explained that Henry son, Samson, was destined to be the next ruler of the kingdom in the future. The Prince Henry was instructed to train Samson in the ways of leadership, to prepare him for his future role.
Devilee father stopped reading, his face pale with shock. He looked at his son, his mouth opening and closing, unable to form words.
The paper fell off his hand, his wife felt restless and sat on the couch chair "But Mother, it's true!" Devilee exclaimed, his voice rising in desperation. "The letter says that Samson is the chosen one, the one who will become the ruler of the kingdom! Not me!"
His mother rose from her chair and walked over to him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "My son, I don't believe that letter," she said gently. "It could be a forgery, or a prank. Don't lose hope, don't give up on your dreams."
Devilee shook his head, his eyes filling with tears.
Everyone in the home become bewildered as tears store in their eye bow, "Devilee, where did you found this letter" his father asked "papa! I saw it when am cleaning the Emperor office" he replied "wow! Dear, that means, the Emperor is about to send to the Prince Henry" said his wife.
"I think something are fishy in this palace, in which I don't know anything" said Beckham "but when are you going to turn on, have you forgotten you said you in the Game of throne with Prince Henry, or are you a coward?" his wife continued, "don't you know your foes are ready to attack and you stay here just wandering around the palace without making a queen chess move, you can actually attack once and taste the circumstance, you can actually figure out the situations then".
"mmm,I think you making sense my dear, but why have I thought about nothing taking my diagonal move", he replied, As he spoke, he felt his confidence returning, and a sense of determination filled him. He knew he had to act fast, or risk losing everything he had worked for. he added "you know Devilee, this letter must not exceed this place, we must hide it very well, if anyone ask you about it tell him or her you don't know about it okay".
"Yes sir" he replied "especially the king, just be in charge and don't voice out, warning!! If you do, our family will be death with, okay!!" said his father, As the Prince's father walked into his bedroom, he was consumed by a single thought: where to hide the letter. If the wrong person were to find it, it could be disastrous. His mind raced as he tried to think of a place where it would be safe.
Suddenly, he had an idea. There was a secret compartment in the wall behind his bed, which he had built years ago as a place to hide important documents. It was hidden behind a false panel, which was virtually undetectable to the untrained eye. In about ten minutes, in came out, his wife and Son sat down on couch bed waiting for the Beckham, he arrived using the ancient medieval staircase, his wife stood up immediately.
His wife saw him entering the room, using the staircase she stood up and walked over to him. "What did you decide?" she asked, her eyes full of hope.
The Prince took a deep breath, and then spoke. "I have decided to keep the letter hidden in the secret compartment behind my bed," he said. "It's the only place I know it will be safe."
Milady nodded, relief washing over her. "That is a wise decision," she said. "We must do everything we can to protect our family" he added "am about to confront the Father of the Mighty son" …"ok my dear, stay safe" she replied.
Henry door left open, as if there were nobody in the house, he entered and head to their palour to see them eating in the dining room but stayed mute, his wife turned to him and whispered, "Your brother is here." Henry's eyes widened, and he cast a furtive glance towards the doorway. He saw his brother standing there, his face impassive, but his eyes burning with something unreadable.
Henry's mind raced. He knew that his brother was not to be trusted, and that he was likely here for some nefarious purpose. But he also knew that he had to be careful not to raise his brother's suspicions.
He stood up immediately and drop his fork and move to him, but Beckham was still roaming around Henry's home, then he voiced out "good to see you brother" said Henry, he become shocked and turn to him oppositely "It's good to see you too, brother," Beckham said, his voice tight and controlled. Henry could sense the tension in the air, and he tried to break the ice. "How have you been?" he asked, hoping to start a conversation that would put his brother at ease.
But Beckham's response was cold and clipped. "I've been well," he said, his gaze never leaving Henry's face. "And you?"
Henry hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "I've been fine," he said, forcing a smile. But he knew that his brother could see through the facade.
"mmm, I want to ask you this without trepidation, are you having any mighty child out of your two sons" said Beckham "why...." The watchman's sudden appearance caused a moment of awkward silence, before Beckham spoke up. "Is there something we can help you with?" he asked, his voice tinged with irritation.
The watchman's eyes widened, and he quickly bowed his head in apology. "My apologies, Your Highness," he said. "I did not mean to interrupt.
"the Emperor, asked me to call you now, that it urgently, you must follow me, it an order from the Emperor also known as the king" Said watchman "okay let get going" he replied the guard, As the Prince walked past his brother, their eyes met for a moment, and Henry saw something in his brother's eyes that he had never seen before. It was a look of pure hatred, and it sent a shiver down his spine. He knew that something was very wrong, but nevertheless Beckham bite his upper lip and he had a feeling that he wouldn't be coming back from this meeting.
But he followed the watchman out of the dining hall, his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea what was about to happen, but he knew that it couldn't be good.
Later on, the Emperor got to his office waiting for prince Henry to give him the letter he has written down, but he felt strange that his office was not disorganise, thought ran into his mind "who came here?, how does this novel got here on my table?".
He was confused seeing the novel he kept a letter in within, he took the book and decided to check what he had kept inside, telling himself "has a stranger comes here" but he eventually saw the envelop which makes him become relief already not knowing there was nothing inside it anymore.
Prince Henry entered the Emperor office, because the door was left opened, "oh, you here Son, am glad to see you here" said Emperor, as he bowed to his father with curtsy "you asked of me his Majesty" he replied "yeah, I just wanna regard something to you in which you must keep it well" he handed the envelop to him.
His hands trembling, the Prince took the envelope from his father. It felt flexible although than it should have, and he felt a wave of dread wash over him. The tension in the room was almost suffocating, and he was sure his father could hear his heart pounding. With unsteady hands, "I will make use of it sir" "I trusted you son" the Emperor replied.
Prince Henry got home feeling anxious of what could be inside that envelop, he opened that envelop which he kept inside his inner pristine robe, Prince Henry stared at the envelope in his hand, his eyes wide. His heart was racing, his breath shallow. He'd been so sure there would be something inside, something important. As he dipped his hand inside it, he found that the envelope was empty. He felt a wave of disappointment wash over him, he stood up from the couch ch.......
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