The royals see that the new title vested to Prince Thariem is a kind of gift and appreciation for his excellence. However, to Mahagino, it was a call of more burdensome encounters to the following days of Clapestris. Mahagino was granted freedom in exchange for supplying the commercial trail of Clapestris and keeping his permanent residence at the small valley near the Kaskuhish. He was doing carpentry works for his unsold items when King Rashal and his men visited Mahagino.
“Greetings of peace to Your Majesty,” Mahagino saluted. “What brings Your Highness to my humble abode?”
“I will tell you once we enter your home,” King Rashal replied and marched towards the wooden cabin. The king found many Oriental items and jars inside Mahagino’s house. Many clothes are near the windows. The scent of the house was both out of agarwood and wine. He sat on the wooden chair and waited for Mahagino to settle himself as well. “I heard the rumors at the central market. You were saying it was a mistake to make Prince Thariem a Royal Knight.”
Mahagino knelt in appeal to the king to hear him first. “Before you smite your servant, I would let you know that you heard it wrong. Your Majesty, I have no ill-thinking about your power and to His Highness, the Prince. My thoughts are distinct from the soiled sentiments, My King.”
“Then what was it about?”
“I was only thinking that since you made Prince Thariem as the Royal Knight, your rivalries will think you are preparing for war. The allies will suspect you of breaking the covenant. More kingdoms will think that you are preparing for a great war against them because you strengthened Clapestris through Prince Thariem. However, your servant’s intention is not on causing dissatisfaction about the entitlement but to prompt Your Highness in preparing for other kingdom’s response. They might send troops to besiege the kingdom or lay an ambush. They will try to weaken the base of Clapestris since the news of Prince Thariem’s ascendancy is a threat to their authority.”
“I have not thought of that,” King Rashal said that delighted Mahagino. King Rashal is still the same king who would admit his fault and listen to counsel and admonition. “Then what should I do?”
“You have to prepare, Your Majesty. But do not make Prince Thariem lead this one because this would add salt to the wounds. Assign another person who is not earning the eyes of other kingdoms. A cavalry captain will do,” Mahagino suggested.
“Then Darina shall lead this preparation,” King Rashal said.
Mahagino was thinking the same but was surprised that King Rashal indeed mention her name.
“Her Royal Highness Darina is like the Prince. She is also responsible for her duties,” Mahagino sincerely replied without forgetting Darina’s frightening authority last time she confronted him. “I believe that they will not see her work suspicious.”
“Well then, I will take my leave. Keep guarding the Kaskuhish, Mahagino,” King Rashal said and left Mahagino.
The scholar fell at his feet after his conversation with King Rashal. He thought it would be the end of his life, although he managed to give a smooth talk. He could have just wished that his suspicion would be wrong. But he witnessed the conspiracy from a nearby country as he sold agar woods there. Mahagino returned to Kaskuhish with his merchandise and made his servants spread his thoughts. It was a game of minds that he risked his life on provoking the king to hear wrong versions of Mahagino’s theory. But the king took Mahagino’s pavement. That is why the king saw the mess in his place.
At the capital, Darina was at Farrah’s villa. It was her third consecutive visit since the hunting games. She might be silent about her purpose in visiting. But Farrah knows that her friend needs company in her defeating times. Darina was silent on the past few days and distant from other people. It was because she thought that she is losing chances to keep herself in Clapestris.
Darina and Farrah have their conversation in the hall. The hall offers a view of the ladies fanning themselves for Prince Thariem.He was leading his troop upon the horses. Farrah shook her head while glancing outside.“The girls are all the more attentive to your royal brother, especially that he has become the Royal Knight,” Farrah commented. “Glad that I only liked him when I was eight. Now, I do not need to compete with the ladies to earn his attention. Of course, they cannot get the Prince easily since you are there.”
“I’m not doing anything,” Darina replied while recalling if she intentionally removes girls away from Prince Thariem’s sight.
“If you think so. But the ladies would restrain themselves when you are around. They blabbered that you are that strict sister who guards over her twin and scares away his admirers. But it’s because you have beautiful salient features that stop them from doing so.”
“It’s not like I have the authority to choose his spouse,” Darina said. “I think he has more business for the kingdom than the ladies, especially now that he has a higher title.” She added and returned her gaze to the book of chronicles of Gilan. Due to the rumors brought by Mahagino, she thought that the capital needs reinforcement. She believes that the best source could be Gilan since it had encountered and neutralized incursions. She decided on knowing the first names of the great warriors of Gilan and then the leaders with great tactical strategies.
On the other hand, Farrah halted her needlework. “But where do you think would His Highness go?” she asked to see where Prince Thariem and his force are heading. “They’re taking the route to our gate. Darina, they’re coming here. We must sit still.”
Prince Thariem and his force entered Farrah’s villa. The Prince walked towards the hall and found Darina reading a book while Farrah finishes her embroidery work. He always arrives in this familiar scene. He would come to fetch Darina from Farrah’s home and see them doing their hobbies. Darina could be reading a book or writing a poem. Farrah has her needlework or playing the banjo. As a prince, Thariem didn’t grow to have close friends. He was glad that Darina has a long-time friendship with Farrah, although he cannot understand their way of bonding. When he’s far away, the girls are like students left by their teacher to make noise and play around. But when he is near the hall, they are the behaved princesses of the entire Clapestris.
“My sister, Father wants to talk to you,” Prince Thariem said.
“It would have been convenient if you just sent a messenger, Prince Thariem” Darina replied.
“It’s not bothersome for me to fetch you,” Prince Thariem said. “But I had not brought your horse.”
“It’s fine, Your Majesty. I’ll ride with your cavalry captain.”
“No, you can sit next to me,” Prince Thariem said that marveled Farrah.
It is supposed not to be new. But in these times where there was a silent struggle between the two, Farrah could no more convince herself than she already is that Prince Thariem deeply cares for Darina and would not hesitate to do so
“Let’s just talk for some time, Farrah,” Darina bid farewell to her friend.
Prince Thariem and Darina rode upon the royal horse. The ladies standing at the road were stunned that Darina was with Prince Thariem. They cannot make charming actions since Darina is looking at them with a straight face. However, Darina thinks that Farrah was right. The ladies were intimidated by Darina. When they arrived at the palace, the king greeted them. King Rashal was more glad that Darina and Prince Thariem are getting closer again. They proceeded to the hall and discussed Mahagino’s suggestion.
“I can’t believe that such countries would be offended on our milestone,” Darina commented as she stared at the map. “We are surrounded by them at the northern part.”
“That is why our reinforcement would be from the southern part. At Gilan, I am confident that we can have thousands of troops,” King Rashal stated.
“Since Gilan has more commercial activities, it would be better if we use the carts of provision. In this way, others would think that we will retrieve items from Gilan to supply here in Clapestris,” Darina commented and glanced outside. “I’ll bring my troops to clothe themselves as merchants. Others will keep themselves inside the cart.”
“But how can Gilan believe that you and your men are the royal force of Clapestris? Gilan is only familiar with the armories.”
“Some would dress as merchants. A few would keep their armories. In this manner, they would think that we guard for the merchandise. The people are familiar about the plundering of the bandits after all,” Darina reasoned. “As for the merchants, our armories are inside the central cart.”
“Darina, you will not wear your armory?” King Rashal asked.
“I see it best, your Highness. Since having a high-rank official like a cavalry captain to guard the called merchants would attract more bandits,” Darina replied.
“Could Mahagino be wrong then?”
“He’s not. Mahagino did not say after all that a cavalry captain has to wear the armories on the way to Gilan. A cavalry captain has to lead but without showing that he is so. Moreover, we will wear our armories once we reach the southern capital.”
“Well said, Darina,” King Rashal commented.
“I am willing to help Clapestris and your sovereign,” Darina said while placing her right fist on her chest.
“And I would be willing as well to stay in the capital to lower the suspicion of other countries, royal father,” Prince Thariem added.
At night, Darina and her cavalrymen imposed the plans. They proceeded to Gilan with caution against the bandits and beast attacks. Darina and Rowen, a cavalryman close to her, are inside the last cart. They are keeping themselves alert for their journey.
Darina stares at the jasper pendant Prince Thariem gave her. Her mind was blank except for the feeling that she can at least do something significant even at the heightened attention given to Prince Thariem and less to her.
It’s her chance to work well once she sets her feet at Gilan.
Prince Thariem did not see off Darina in person. He was just standing at the balcony looking at the gates where Darina’s caravan once passed. Darina and her cavalrymen went away at night to not stir any attention from the nearby kingdoms. Prince Thariem has no other thoughts but a wish that his title would not produce any hostilities. But a wish is not enough, that is why he understood that Darina must lead the campaign of recruiting the soldiers. While silent in his thoughts, Minister Hazper came to him casually. “Your Highness, it is getting noon. Do you think that Darina and her cavalrymen will tarry first if it would rain? The clouds are covering the heavens,” Minister Hazper started. “I would not like them to tarry,” Prince Thariem replied. “We need more defenses any time sooner.” “But that is why I have come to your place, Your Majesty. Why did you not inquire first from the ministers about the plan of the reinforcement?” “For it is an emergency
Darina never had her knees wobbling until now. She cannot recall any deeds deemed repugnant for the Prince. She was only standing before the palace, fixing her gaze at its main doors called the Doors of Blessing. “Reporting, Your Highness. Our Royal Cavalry Captain has come with the reinforcements His Royal Highness, the King, has commanded,” Rowen initiated on behalf of Darina. There was only silence in the midst of them. It only broke out when a stranger galloped his horse at a noticeable pace. Minister Hazper marveled that this stranger has the company of the high-ranking messenger he sent. “I am Marsden, the Mercenary of the West, and a Stranger of the South. I have come on behalf of the Royal Cavalry Captain to plead for Her Highness’ cause,” the man in purple clothes announced. Darina has only read the accounts of the Mercenary of the West. But the book was written for more than five centuries. How can this man in purple declare that he is the M
Yesterday controversy cannot bar Darina’s entrance to fill the administrative court of her mien in great authority. The sunlight passes through the higher windows and shares a fair glint on Darina’s armory. The bright amber appearance before the audience reminds them that the Royal Cavalry Captain is someone that they feared formidable enough to trample their positions in Clapestris. However, for Darina, she intended to wear the golden armory, since it is only now that her royal father officially called her presence. She has a lot to tell him even though it is a formal occasion. She handed over her headgear and her scepter to the chiliarch to indicate that her presence is not for her appeal but a report. She has brought with her Rowen who pushes the cart comprising the model of military prowess Clapestris currently possess. Robert the chiliarch, who is a commander of a thousand, governs the order of the court on behalf of the king. He ushered the formality fo
Marsden might be known as a Mercenary of the West and the Stranger of the South. However, he was a traveling musician looking for good places to bring his music while earning from his audience, the passersby. He only became a mercenary when a chieftain needed his help, and the people of this clan called him the Mercenary of the West because he came from the vast Anglo-Saxon land. In all his years of being a mercenary, he witnessed many things about wars, the intricate mindsets of the people he worked with, tactical strategies, and rivalry. For him, it could have been understandable if its between clans or kingdoms. But what he sees in the present time is a rivalry between the most unlikely pair, siblings. One who has a sure route to the kingly future. While the other has a secured and treasured life. One could be pretentiously naive, and the other is saliently envious. Their estrangement from each other could be real trouble. In a sarcastic comment about his own life, it see
The kingdom celebrated the news of having another Royal Knight. The scene was all festive with the music and banners displayed throughout the royal palace. The Seven Princes of the kingdom, each one representing their noble clan, marched towards the ceremonial hall to acknowledge King Rashal's declaration on making Darina as the Royal Knight after the Order of Agabea, the first queen who ruled Clapestris. Darina marched with her golden armor as she grips on her scepter. The scepter is her royal insignia wherein attached an emerald stone that reveals the grand symbol of a lotus. No one knows except her and her royal parents that there is another symbol engraved in the emerald stone. It was an encrypted military insignia of the tiger kingdom. King Rashal intended to have the symbol placed to remind him of someone who helped him. Darina always has this insignia in all of her items. From swords to clothes and seals, Darina is the only one who has this peculiar insi
Prince Thariem couldn’t settle himself at the thought of the seven great princes leaving the capital on this very day. Darina was not manifesting herself for more than a day. He is embarrassed that Darina did not come to see the princes. He marched towards Darina’s room while his servants who followed him are carrying his gifts. He was getting near Darina’s chamber and saw that the grand doors are open. Prince Thariem heard Marsden and Darina’s voices. “My Lady, if you think you no more have your place, then you can join me. My land is willing to welcome you. My company could be glad for yours,” Marsden said. “Are all the things here in Clapestris worth your toil? You see, if you find things hard, you can tarry first. You can also leave Clapestris off. My service is ready to help you in that matter. I, myself, had many times left the Anglo-Saxons.” “You absconder!” Darina outcried as she hit the table. Even Prince Thariem was taken aback by Darina’s outburst,
Darina’s caravan joined Ozroes as they journey towards Sahamero, the land of the myth-like Amyrgians. They were mysterious to the Clapestrisian due to their elusiveness and the nature of their land. The thrill flowing through Darina’s veins is after her desire to see the vast land and the military force of the Amyrgians. She can finally see the mighty men who are only described in the books she read. “I would like to extend my gratitude for letting my caravan join yours,” Darina initiated their conversation. She was able to converse with the other princes but she cannot waste her time waiting for the dusk to see them off. She needs to join Ozroes back to Sahamero to secure close grounds in reinforcing the authority of Clapestris in the strange land. “A very little thing to regard, Your Highness,” Ozroes replied without the attempt to add anything to their conversation.
The companies of Darina and Ozroes reached the land of the Amyrgian Clan in the bright morning pulled by the desert sun. There, Darina saw the warriors on their sturdy physique. Some are training. Some are helping the women in harvesting few crops. There are women as well bringing large trunks of trees to their camps. Amyrgian children, being the blessings of the tribe, are flourishing their youth and running around the steppe. “These are my people, Your Highness,” Ozroes showed. “And this is yet my district. My brother, Shahin, owns the second district situated at the east.” “You are governing one of the districts of Sahamero,” Darina uttered while gazing at the Amyrgians. She followed Ozroes while the chief prince showed her Amyrgian land. “This is not yet Sahamero. One of my uncles is governing it. But we have to go through these gates to reach Sahamero. There we can converse with my father.” There is one thing that Darina is ashamed to mention onc
Instead of her grim look during her charge in a battle, Darina rather has a worried scowl. The Agabean Royal Knight is composing within herself what must she say to King Rashal about the recovery of Clapestris. The reason why she hasted on going to the king was to save Prince Thariem’s face. She still brought that same purpose as she finally faced King Rashal. “Father King, Prince Thariem has operated to restore Clapestris not for his name’s sake but for your highness. He never assumed to reside on your throne for he believes that you will return any time sooner.” Unlike the puzzled soldiers who are with King Rashal, the king is not confused about what Darina is referring to. He smiled to convince Darina that he never thinks about Prince Thariem in that manner. “Darina, how can I think with such malice? You and Thariem are the jewels of my crown. I regard the works of the both of you with appreciation and due faithfulness,” he said while looking at her. The k
Some suspicions do not last. They are better off unattended and let consideration do its work. By this, malice subsides to the unrecoverable setting. Perhaps, mercy worked with consideration in excusing the Eran Jamasp from the previous doubts of Prince Thariem. He was, after all, never been an ally of The Falcon even of the time that he received the order concerning Darina. Hence, he is favored to know the pleasant news about Prince Thariem retaking the capital. He also heard that it was Darina who caused the messengers to spread the news. “They utilized the military prowess to the best of their advantage,” Jamasp said. He is glad in himself that he was among those who extended help to the Clapestrisian force. “Seeing how easy it is for them to enter the capital, it seems like they did not rely on the strength in numbers,” Farhad said. Ever since the company of Prince Thariem came to his abode, he became an enthusiast in understanding war. He sought to write a book
After the war is a morning dream still far from that pleasant, bright, and redeeming. Clapestris has met her heroes and her villains. On the part of the heroes is the responsibility to capture all enemies. While there is Shahin and Ardeshir already captured, Tanya Khatun and Minister Hazper are still at large. Ozroes vowed to capture them. Darina insisted on going with him. It is for Prince Thariem to continue his authority in Clapestris, unhinged by any of Darina’s influence. “This is what I can do to compensate Your Majesty for all the troubles you had with me,” Darina said sans the fear that Prince Thariem might envy her again. “But Darina, we helped hand in hand to restore Clapestris. This is not about me neither our aims. Do not go thence just because you think the conflict we had before might come again.” “It is not because of the conflict, Prince Thariem. I want Clapestris to know that a prince is with them. I want them to acknowledge your name. Hence,
In the eyes of almost everyone, Basiliskus was the scheming enemy staying behind the shadows of conspicuous villains. All his actions made them formulate verisimilar conclusions. He was the man always crying to sever Gilan from Clapestris. He looted the armories and equipment stored in the fortified house of Mahagino. He used the information from Shahin for the whereabouts of Darina and Prince Thariem. Eight days past and he returned to the capital of Clapestris with many prisoners of war. Entered with him to the main gates of the city are the wagons of spoils. The one that is highlighted among them was Darina in the cage. There is a blood-stained steel helmet beside her. It is a known helmet always worn by Prince Thariem when mounted for campaigns. The Clapestrisians filled the sides of the streets with their sighs and unexplained hopes. The Agabean Royal Knight has returned but is no better than them. “She has become a prisoner of war,” was among the genera
The luxury of the kingdom is on owning many regions and the luxury of the military is on having prowess that outnumbers the other. However, the camp of Clapestris cannot count the assurance of numbers. The espionage they launched confirms a thousand and half a hundred are loyal to Shahin. There are thousands more serving Ardeshir. In a hazier perspective of what kind of strength Clapestris must confront, a fragmented alliance is reported between the camp of Shahin and Satrap Basiliskus. If they understand their common goal, they might become the bigger enemy that Clapestris must war against. Marsden could barely understand that Darina decided to divide the caravan in two at the increasing strength of their enemies. Prince Thariem will lead the other division towards Gustus in their search for Ozroes’ medicine and military support from the empire. Meanwhile, Darina will lead her division to make war against the satrap of Gilan. While there is still time and th
The worse fall of a kingdom is not by siege but by the internal problems prevailing in its sides, ruining foundations and dividing its people. It is a haunting folk saying that joins the caravan of Clapestris when a commotion erupted in the midst of it. Darina and Prince Thariem emerged out of the carriage to resolve the noise. Many soldiers with their ready swords surrounded the sowers of ruckus. They are the same people sent by Tanya. There are about ten of them with clothes no distinct from the soldiers that work with Ozroes. “Brothers, why do you have to cause this?” asked an Amyrgian soldier to the workers of Tanya. “It is best for us to do this, brothers. For we are not heading for the glory of our house. We are heading to our downfall. Look at Clapestris and how it is ruined now. Even the Clapestrisians have to flee to this desert because of the travails there,” accused by Tanya’s worker. “No one in his right mind would think th
Many soldiers of varying ranks and skills are admitted to the company of Prince Thariem and Darina. Tools are with them but their delight is on Ozroes that is healed and freed from his isolating yurt. Darina cannot help herself but keeps on staring at Ozroes. They are inside a carriage which Ozroes recommended for them to ride in. The same familiar bright eyes met her in comforting silence. “Ozroes…” she called him. “What is it, your highness?” “I am more than delighted that you are now fine,” Darina stated. “I am also grateful that you sent messengers to aid my situation,” Ozroes revealed. It was Tali, Samira, Nariman, and Kashvad who sought another physician to check his condition. The physician has proven that he was poisoned but he also has not denied that there is still a remaining sickness in him because of the inadequacy of medicine around. The medicine administered to him before the sight of a few people was enough to relieve his sympt
It is still, after all, a battle of time, terrain, and understanding. Going to the land of the Amyrgia Clan as of this time is like plunging through the lair of an old mad lion. It is the place where the Falcon was from. The traveling Clapestrisian military can never assure itself that no hostility will await them there, especially from the ruling entities. They cannot rely solely on Ozroes, though be of great name and authority, due to his illness that kept him weak and guarded away from the rest of the steppe. The terrain is at least favorable to the Clapestrisians. There is a portion of the Gobi Desert that makes it distinct and bold to face the hint of a Parsian topography. It is the Kashun-Gobi. It mediates before the borders of Amyrgians. It offers a route for the Clapestrisian force to reach the eastern territory of the mentioned house. Yurts of familiar designs and varying sizes are placed in the eastern district. Amyrgians move according to their way of life
In war, there are pawns. But for the struggling Clapestris, never forlorn and abandoned brothers. The messengers in themselves thought already that something might happen to them than expecting the receivers to respond according to their ideal. However, they choose to not get frightened. They composed themselves in the understanding that their roles are not yet done; even if they have to get fettered down the cells of arid antiquity. The fate that happened on messengers for Gilan also emerged to other pairs who touched the city thresholds assigned to them. Yet, a distinct event came to the pair who arrived in the Amyrgian land. Another person from the house of Amyrgia had received the letter from Darina. Instead of locking them, they are well received. Maidservants and musicians attended them. Steppe delicacies are set upon their tables. Their thirst is ready to be quenched by wine. “Serve them well for they are from the house of Lunekleare,” the chief woman announce