It was a beautiful morning, and everywhere is busy, but princess Diana still never rose from her bed. She slept late last time. She spent most of her night thinking about the girl who was locked up in the prison. Thinking why does everyone even the king refer to those people as an animal? After all, they all possess all that is used to consider something as a human being. " Even if she is not what I was thinking she was. What if others are right and I am wrong?" But she is human. I am certain of that. "Some people think that the main differences between humans and other animal species are our ability of complex reasoning, our use of complex language, our ability to solve difficult problems, and introspection (this means describing our own thoughts and feelings). Others also feel that the ability for creativity or the feeling of joy or sorrow is uniquely human. Humans have a highly developed brain that allows us to do many of these things. But are these things uniquely human?" She k
Princess Diana blinked, then blushed. If she could talk, then had she understood everything she'd said? All her complaining about Abasia Kingdom and everyone around her but has been childish. Her life was far easier than life was for the girl and her people, starving away off in the jungle on the far side of the nation, or wherever they came from. "You could talk?" She said. This is unbelievable. But why did you chose not to speak at all since these days? You can hear me well, can't you? Princess asked her. She glared at her. "But everybody says..." She looked out the window. " Help me." It seemed as though the words did not come easily"Well ... What do you want? How can I help you? As you can see, I am a small girl. I have the power to change the decision made by the king of this kingdom together with the members do the tribunal. But matter what, nothing is impossible." Princess Diana said. " Do not." She looked at the floor. "Do not let them kill me." " The tribunal" She shr
Almost the entire population of the Abasia Kingdom was present. Seated in the middle of the space, being a large table, were members of the tribunal. Each of them wore a light green uniform with long sleeves and long pants. Their faces were all stern and expressionless. Princess Diana tried not to look too long at King Abasiama Ekpeyon, the king of Abasia Kingdom sitting among them. He was sitting in the middle of all. As the king of the land, he was not dressed in the same clothes as other members of the tribunal had done. Place before every tribunal were piles of books. Only gods knows what those books contained. Probably the list of people that have been executed or received a judgment for their misdeeds. But not everyone is always guilty of the crimes he or she is accused of. No appeal. I don't think no judge served here, I mean this spot has been reviewed and overturned. Whether you are innocent or you are been pronounced guilty here and it goes the other way around sometimes.
The people of Abasia Kingdom began to applaud. At that very moment, Princess Diana felt fulfilled. She knew her job has been done. They are now having the same view as her. They were all clapping. Her father could not do anything than stand on his feet applauding. He moved towards her and hugged her, " I knew you are destined for greatness. Your existence is a blessing to us. You are destined to correct our mistakes and make us perfect. Thank you so much." The King said. Princess Diana could not say anything than just watch. She could not believe and comprehend what was happening. She was just weeping also. Even all the members of the tribunal placed their faces down. They were all regretting what they have done. " I can't even count the number of Rena's people we have sentenced to death. Many innocent kids like Rena have been beheaded out of hatred. We have been trolling the path of destruction since thinking we are doing the right thing. We thought we were protecting the Kingdom
The argument still continued. After hours of arguments, Rena stood up angrily. " Why?" She said. She held up the book princess Diana had been trying to teach her to read. "Can't eat the book! Why did I have to disturb myself to learn something that won't put food on the table? Food is important and I don't think I am ready to invest my time in such." Rena lamented."Come with me," Princess Diana said. She led her silently down the path from Abasia Kingdom, up to the base of Tribunal Mountain, which loomed over the Kingdom. As they skirted the top of a small cliff above the sea, they reached a large steel door set into the face of the rock. " I can't tell you everything that is back there," she said. "Honestly, I do not even know. But I can tell you that the smartest people in the Abasia Kingdom all come up here every day and disappear into this mountain. They keep it locked up tight. I mean, let's face it, you do not lock up things that are not valuable, do you?" Rena stared blank
"She is gone." "Who is gone?" King Abasiama just finished a meeting with some set of people in his palace and decide to walk around the town. He planned to go check on the new friend of Princess Diana, Rena who lives with a family. The king promised to be responsible for the needs of the family, their food, clothing, and other necessities, which he had been doing since. His servants have been delivering all that every three days. But to his surprise, Rena is nowhere to be found. She went missing since yesterday night. The family was outside all night searching for her in the neighborhoods. He was so sure that she was not with Princess Diana because he went to her room to check on her and gist with her beloved daughter for a long before he left to take a walk to check on the girl. Upon getting there. That was what he saw. He did nothing but to return immediately to the palace to hear her daughter out if she actually knew about Rena's whereabouts. "She is gone," King Abasiama repea
After some minutes, her father went to meet Princess Diana and Queen Sarah in her room. Princess Diana was just laying on her mother's chest. "Sorry my daughter, I have always told you not to get involved with all the affairs of the kingdom. You know doing that will make you cross paths with your father. And you who he is. He doesn't condone anything like that. Please, my daughter." Queen Sarah told her. As she was trying to get her cleaned and searching for where she had got hurt, suddenly the door opened. King Abasiama entered. Gently, she walked towards where they were on the sofa at one corner of the room. "I am sorry my beloved daughter, I am truly sorry for what happened then. It wasn't intentional. I got engulfed with my anger." He said as he joined them. " But it is important for me to know why Rena went for the key. We need to know why. It is important. Please, my daughter. Just tell me then we are fine." He added. Princess resisted at first, but later changed her positi
Princess Diana thought about everything that her father had just said. Had Rena really stolen the key that would give away the secret of whatever was in the mountain? Maybe in some little part of her brain, she had known all along that this was what would happen. Maybe she had actually hoped she would break in there and reveal whatever secret was hiding inside. But another part of her did not believe Rena had betrayed her after everything she did for her? she had saved her life! Always trying to protect her at the of her life, and even with everything she has?Could she have wandered off into the jungle and betrayed what she told her to the Fighters? But the fact that the Flighters were here, just a matter of hours after she had left? The conclusion was pretty hard to escape. Her father was probably right. She had used her. And now everybody in the Abasia Kingdom was going to pay for her stupidity. Princess Diana's face burned with shame. " What have I done? This should not be the
I'm still surprised that she remembers me by my first name. She lets me pick the books that I want to, after we've returned the previous ones to their rightful places.When I'm done, she leads me back to her table, and make me sign on the record book once again, after re-writing my name, and the new date.Outside, I have three textbooks, all cramped to my chest. Damn, these are heavy even when they'd looked as though they would be light.I am about crossing the road when I heard, "Rash." It's a familiar voice. I turn to the person. Dean's grinning. He wears a black jacket on top, inner white shirt under and a blue jean. The sole of his canvas kinds of lit under the day light. "Hey." I say back, coolly."Um, what're you doing here?" Whilst saying, his eyes dart to the library's building, "oh, came here?""Yeah." Is all I say, staring into his eyes. I see they are green. They are so bright. The beauty runs in the family, don't you think?"Hey, what's up with you?" He notices.Well, h
"Rash!" Oh, boy. I hurry up and get a plain blue towel around my waist while there's another in my hands, being used to clean my face and torso. I get out of the bathroom and go to the closet. I put on a simple nylon black shirt, long enough that the hem stops around my thighs, and a khaki short. On the way, I slip into my flip-flops, getting down the stairs, I see aunt Melissa, giggling to the screen of her phone. She's Face-timing with someone, and really, I don't want to know who it is. When she catch my figure, walking to the couch, she quickly wraps it up and tells me. "So, what's the plan?" I shrug. She's placing her phone away, and concentrating on me. "I don't know." "You're a dickhead." She says. Well, I have a dickhead, the thought comes abruptly but I quickly shake it away. "What do you think...wait, where's granny?" "She's not around." Remember that I said she and granny never gets along. This is one of the obviousness that I mean. Granny is religious on her si
As Jacquard fainted, Jack couldn't believe his luck. He had always envied his brother's skills and successes, and now he had the chance to claim the glory for himself. He approached the unconscious form of his brother and the princess, carefully picking her up and cradling her in his arms. He looked down at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. He had always wanted to prove himself to the kingdom, to show that he was just as capable as his brother, and this was his chance. “Yes! This is my perfect victory. That’s right… I win!” He exclaimed joyfully. Jack's heart leapt with fulfillment although he did his best to conceal it. He felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and the weight of his envy and resentment had been lifted away. The mission to rescue Princess Diana was a success, and he was the hero who saved her. It was all he had ever wanted, and now that he had it, he could barely contain his elation.
Jacquard started to panic as he realized how close the warriors were getting. He knew he had to think as fast as possible and come up with a plan that could at least put him on the higher ground of the table of turbulence. "What do I do now? It’s only getting more and more complicated!" Jacquard thought to himself, with a faint trace of fear. "I can't let them catch me with the princess. We’ll be done for." He said He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Think, Jacquard , think," he whispered to himself. "What can I do to get out of this situation?" Just at the moment when he was still thinking, the memories of the charm song his mother taught him flooded his mind. "Maybe that's it," he said to himself. "Maybe the charm song can help me get out of this." He started to hum the song softly, hoping it would have the same effect as it did the last time. But as he hummed, he noticed that the warriors were getting even closer. He needed to sing the song louder. He too
Jacquard continued running through the night with memories of his past flooding his mind. He remembered the times he spent with his family before they were left by him and his brother, by the proposal of the neighboring kingdom's soldiers. The pain of leaving his loved ones was too much to bear, but the thought of the princess's safety gave him the strength to keep moving. He thought back to the time he and his twin brother, Jacquard uard, went to their friend's farm. They had so much fun working and playing together, but a little argument over who should carry the most harvest nearly ruined their day. Jacquard wanted to carry more than his fair share, but Jacquard insisted on carrying an equal amount. Jacquard smiled as he continued remember how the words of Lucky had diffused the situation in a lucid illusion. They all ended up carrying an equal amount and left the farm with big smiles on their faces. It was moments like those that made him miss his family even more. The memories
As Jacquard thought back to that day, he smiled to himself, remembering the fun they had at the farm. He could almost smell the scent of the fresh crops and feel the warmth of the sun on his skin. But his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of rustling bushes nearby. He stopped in his tracks and listened carefully. “Shit!” He exclaimed. “What’s that? Oh my God I hope it’s not what I’m thinking?” He asked himself quietly in fear and trepidation. ”Is it the sound of Amah warriors approaching?” He continued to ruminate. He couldn't take any chances. He carefully placed Princess Princess Princess Diana on the ground and crouched down, ready to attack if need be. The sound of rustling bushes grew louder and louder, but to his surprise, it was just a small animal, a bunny for that matter, scurrying away. Jacquard breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the princess once more. “Such a drag. These animals sure can get one a really high blood pressure.” He said to himself, after wh
Jacquard was relieved that he had finally found some water. As he drank, he could feel his energy returning, and he knew that he needed to act quickly to save Princess Diana . He ran back to her side and gently placed his hand on her forehead. She was burning up, and he knew that time was running out. "Your Highness, can you hear me?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear. There was no response, and Jacquard felt his heart sink. He sprinkled some water on her face, hoping that it would wake her up. Slowly but surely, Princess Diana 's eyelids began to flutter, and she opened her eyes. She looked up at Jacquard , and for a moment, he could see the fear in her eyes. "Don't worry, Your Highness," he said, trying to sound as reassuring as possible. "I'm here to protect you. Just take it easy and drink some water." He held the water up to her lips, and she took a few sips. Jacquard could feel the tension in his body starting to ease as he saw her regain some strength. They couldn't st
Jacquard could still feel the weight of the princess pressing on his back as he moved further, making every step more difficult than the last. He could feel the heat of the sun bearing down on him, the sweat trickling down his face, mixing with his tears, and he just wished it would all end already. He couldn't help but think that they were doomed, that they would never make it out alive. But then he remembered his training, his years of preparation for a moment like this. He couldn't give up now, not when the princess's life was on the line. "Stay with me, Your Highness," he said, his voice strained with exhaustion. "We're almost there." He yelled. But Princess Diana remained unresponsive, her breathing shallow and weak. Jacquard felt a sense of despair wash over him. He couldn't carry her much further, and they were still far from safety. He didn't know what to do. As they continued to run, Jacquard could hear the sound of the Amah warriors getting closer and closer. He felt a
As they continued their treacherous journey, Jacquard's mind was racing with thoughts. “Could this be the end? After all I have gone through alongside my brother Jacquard ? Never! I won’t allow that. I promised mom I’ll be back. No! We will be back!” He swore to himself as encouragement. He couldn't afford to let the princess down. He had been tasked with her safety, and he was determined to see it through to the end. He could feel her weight on his shoulders dropping on every single one of his nerves, applying pressure on his well bred muscles and tendons, and he knew that if he stumbled, they would both fall. The adrenaline was pumping through his veins, but it was starting to wear off. The pain in his legs and back was becoming unbearable, but he pushed through it. "Are you okay, Jacquard ?" Princess Diana's voice was weak, barely audible over the sound of his footsteps. He was running as silently as possible to avoid any sneak attack… that was one of the military logics of the