LOGINShare
Wife
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56When he looked up, the first ice-cold drops of sleet burst into Roman's face, but he barely noticed . His mind whirled like a swarm of angry bees, ready to stab relentlessly. And they did. Raen! His just born son, should he think differently? One who stood against fate? One who broke tradition? The enormity of these words sent a shiver down the scalp and back of Roman, and involuntarily he ducked against the rain as if the drops were blows. Nobody could face fate and challenge it without being punished by it! The oracle must have been wrong. It should! Little did it know that Raen had been born less than a Ka-hour ago today.
Or is it? Oracles know more than ordinary people. They speak to the gods, are in possession of truthfulness. Every fiber in Roman resisted what his fingers were holding. He looked at the prophecy. Although the paper was already wet, the ink remained legible. An oracle was always right. This realization shocked him more than the fear of war. It would turn
Related chapters
War of freedom.. War is inevitable His highness
When King Katthike saw the pool of blood around the dead prisoner, he began to rage. He knocked down the guard next to him with a single brutal blow. His legendary anger was unleashed before those around him had managed to get to safety. Excited, he ran in a circle around the body of Hy, lying on the ground, limping badly. His stocky muscular figure sent out hot waves of anger and everyone present crouched in fear when he came near them.“To hell with you all! How did that happen? ”He roared into the silence of the dungeon room, and his powerful voice echoed off the walls."Am I just surrounded by useless and miserably stupid idiots?" He came to a stop in front of the second soldier and stared at him with his ice-blue eyes. The soldier immediately lowered his gaze and stammered: "Your Majesty, e-he ... somehow he overpowered the guard and h-stabbed himself with his knife!"The king grimaced and bared his teeth as if wanted like a wolf at his opponent
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Hy-slaves
"Listen to me all!" Katthike's irritated voice blared across the square. “And I mean, really good! My precious prisoner from Hy is dead. He took his own life because one of you helped him. One of you is a traitor! ”He paused to let what was said take effect. Then he continued:“ If the traitor reveals himself, or the one who knows something about it gives me his name, then I'll spare him Rest of you. I don't care what you do, if I don't get the traitor I'll have you all executed! Out there, ”he pointed over the wall,“ enough willing people are waiting to take your places! ”A horrified murmur made the rounds and the fear now emerged openly. But nobody moved. Everyone eyed their neighbor suspiciously. Who was the traitor who cowardly hid himself between them and wanted to drag them all with him into the abyss?"Well, I hear?" Katthike drew his sword, which blinked ominously in the dull light of the winter morning. Another groan went th
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Luck of the gods...
After he had calmed down a bit, King Katthike sat brooding in his library, which was crammed with a seemingly confused mixture of books and maps from different corners of the continent. But everything was in its exact order, and for Katthike the books were what he simply called the source of knowledge. They were a window into the head of the other peoples and that is why he went to great lengths to have many of the works he had acquired translated into Askharic. He looked at the rows of spines. Some were unadorned, but some were also embossed or even adorned with golden patterns. He inhaled the smell of parchment and dust. It was here in this inspiring place that he forged his plans and planned his cruelties; Here, many years ago, he had the ambitious idea of creating a memorial for himself, which would raise him above all previous kings of Askhar and make him immortal. His insatiable hunger for power and recognition has long been limited to that of his descendants as well as to his
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Gift of spirit
Just why did he do that?" Katthike looked at his advisor now, and Lata listened up. Now his opinion was asked again."I suppose the white man from Tulga acted on behalf of the oracle.""How do you come to that?""Only the oracle could know that you areholding the Hy warrior prisoner." Katthike remained silent and considered. What did Soghul of Tulga do in wishing Hy's death? What did the highly respected oracle have to do with this matter? And who was this oracle anyway? Nobody knew that exactly. It was only said that Soghul was old as a rock and lived in seclusion with a few faithful novices. And his blind eyes would be the same color as his skin: namely, pure, brilliant white! For this reason, he allegedly lived in a cave, protected from the light of the sun, deep inside the silent mountain of Tulghan, which could be reached via a single steep path known only to his novices. The reputation of the oracle in all the surrounding countries was almost that
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Seasickness
The Setna struggled for breath for an answer and uttered the words in a dragging voice:" M-my name is Raeson. Please call me Raeson. I am not worthy of you calling me Setna because I ... I failed! I didn't see it and couldn't protect my people, as it would have been my job! ”Tears ran uncontrollably down his face and his hands began to shake violently again. Sorgha wondered again, concerned, whether the prince would even manage to kill himself. The oracle had prepared him to lend a hand if necessary, but he still dreaded it."Dear Setna, you didn't fail!" He tried to calm Raeson. “Al Nor, the exalted guardian of the future, decides what we should and should not see. Even my great Lord and Master Soghul could not see it. But this time it has been fate itself that has kept the door to the future tightly closed, and against the will of the higher powers even our gods are powerless. But the will of the universe must happen so that other elements can bereborn f
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Mission
Only two days later the ship entered the port of Salapolis in Graçe. Sorgha disembarked unrecognized and carefully looked around the harbor. The news of the search for a novice from Tulga had probably not got this far. But that reassured him little, because the captors of the King of Askhar could already sit on the next ship that crossed there off the coast! He had to leave Salapolis as soon as possible. Without much detours he went to the cattle market and bought a good horse there. He left the city unobtrusively and headed north. There was a very long way ahead of him, many days of riding. To be on the safe side, he kept a good distance from the border in the east, behind which the New Askhar lay.He rode for two days and nights and only then took a break. In a little wood he changed his clothes again, washed his face and turned back into a white-skinned novice from Tulga. That would bring him more advantages from now on, since the oracle's emissaries had free right
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Light flash
Red was the color of triumph, the blood of the enemy soaked the earth red, and the sky shone red on the evening of battle. Victory was celebrated by the fires, the warriors sang of courage. Afterwards, later in the night, the generals discussed the embers.The great mountains were not easy. It was sharp and toothed: the catch of a wolf. The apron of his rocky dress was gray and insurmountable, and the gullies and ravines for no reason. But in one place it opens its arms invitingly and lets people through, and over its back. A broad pass behind which it opens up, the Hyaun heartland, unprotected like the womb of a virgin.But like mad rats on the threshold of the dungeon, the enemy fought back. He scratched and spat, bit and spat, stubbornly held himself under the shelter of the rocks. Didn't the big, gray wolf finally want to shake these vermin out of its fur?Once again the generals conferred with bright red heads, but the King of the Askharers in his cunning o
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Trust
The vision seemed to repeat itself. The raven flew and flew. Suddenly the Setna felt that he was being pulled there, and suddenly the eyes of the raven were his own eyes and his wings were his arms. Slowly he slid across the landscape. The cold tips of the Junghal rose from beneath him, and like a thin trickle of blood, Askhar's army wound its way through the deep snow, man behind man. He could see the soldiers in their red armor line up at the foot of the pass, and the warriors of Hys lurking behind their makeshift barricades. The raven, with which the Setna had become one, sank lower, and as it circled between the steep, snow-laden slopes, it accidentally grazed one of the virginally glittering surfaces with its wing tip. At first there was only a small cut in the otherwise untouched, white blanket, but then there was a deep rumble and the cut tore open. After that everything was white. The sky, the air, the earth, everything.The Setna opened its eyes. The meaning of the v
Latest chapter
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Legacy
Then there was nothing left but waiting. Waiting for death.It wasn't long before the volunteer began to groan. At first quietly, but finally he was clearly gasping for breath. His eyes, which no longer seemed to see anything, rolled into their sockets, his Adam's apple jerked violently upwards from below. Some of those present lowered their gaze, it was mainly the priests, for the warriors continued to pay their last respects to the volunteer by looking at him until his last breath.His body began to sag and that was when he slumped onto his side from his upright position. The priest at his side wanted to see him, but the Hyaunset suer quickly raised his hand. It wasn't that far yet.Indeed, gurgling sounds came from all of their ears, and white foam emerged from the volunteer's nose and mouth. An uncontrollable twitch went through him, his hands clawing the mat. He reared one last time and then fell back lifeless on the mat. Then it was quiet.Only now
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Warrior
At the same moment the Palansetna priests, the personal servants of Setna, were preparing for their difficult task in Tena-lo-Ghan. They were gathered in the prince's house, where they had also spent the night, in the faint hope that the prince's condition might change after all. Of course, he hadn't changed. And now they waited for the one who would accomplish what they all feared. He was the volunteer. The only one of all those involved who could count himself lucky in a clear conscience to do the right thing for the good of the people."I'll do it!" He had said at the meeting of the Board of Governors. He was a very skilled fighter from among the warriors, and his determination was known to all.But where was he now? Had he changed his mind? The palansetna became restless, morning was already advanced and it was not advisable to wait any longer. The inevitable would only be pushed back further and further, the problem would not be solved.Finally, the high pr
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Death message
Thanks be to the volunteer! And we, who were there in Tena-lo-Ghan, take the risk of being judged by Zaizura! It is up to you to replace us and to take our places with pride if the will of Zaizura should meet us! With Hyaun in our hearts we will humbly receive your punishment! ”The concern of everyone present was reflected in Lako's pale face.It had become their fate to wrest this decision from fate."Hyaun help us!" He said weakly and gave the floor to the high priest.Gahin stepped forward and spoke in a soft, calm voice: “Liberation will take place in two days! So prepare for it. Each of us knows that our Setna gives their life for their people. He lives for our salvation, and if it is so destined for him - be it through Zaizura's will or some other higher force - then he will also die for us! Our trust in Hyaun must be strong. He is with us and will name a new bearer of the gift! Be assured that He will continue to hold His protective hand over
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Shiver
Suneka's heartbreak was just as uncurable as Hereke's miserable mood. The whole time the horse boy sat on the sidelines and brooded deeply, even during the big competition he didn't want anyone close by. From a distance he watched Raen and Kosam, and a certain envy of his friend was evident. Hereke no longer understood the world. For the past six months he had had the feeling that Suneka was slowly tilting - they had even kissed at the last harvest festival - but since last night she was suddenly cold as ice.Didn't their kiss mean anything?Hereke hit a willow post with his fist, he was tired of it. He had waited long enough. Probably longer than anyone had ever done for a woman. What about that girl? Even the most ill-tempered horses were easier to handle than them. Maybe he should forget about her, that would be the easiest thing to do. His mother had told him many times that girls who were overly shy are not good for a man. She hadn't meant to accuse Suneka of anyt
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Her tears
I'll help you!" She wanted to get up.“No, stay calm here, I'll do it. I'll be right back. ”“ Should I stay up here alone? ”She asked, half joking.“The pigeons won't hurt you, and otherwise I won't see any other creatures here. I checked it carefully earlier, ”he said, pointing to the ladder with a wink.“Good, but hurry up!”In fact, a little later he was completely out of breath with the mats and blankets. He must have flown up the stairs! Kosam took the mats from him and rolled them out next to the chests, then she spread the blankets and crawled under them. Raen took off his boots, turned off the light, and slipped under the covers with her. They finally fell asleep, snuggled tightly together.The next morning they woke up to the cooing of the pigeons. The first daylight fell through the windows over the platform. Raen and Kosam beamed h
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Higher graduates
I'm sorry ... um ..." What should he say? That his curiosity had been stronger than her attraction? That would have hurt her badly, and besides, that wasn’t the case either, only he had let himself be too easily distracted again. Perhaps because he was afraid to take further steps. The sheer excitement of kissing and hugging had given him far more happiness than he could have imagined that morning."I ... I ..." he stammered awkwardly.Kosam turned away."Stop, please wait!" He grabbed her arm.She looked at him."I just thought that was great!" Idiot!"What did you think was great?" She asked gruffly. “The dangerous gymnastics on the ladder?”“No. I mean that ... well, the one before that. ”Fool, just say it!Her gaze remained unchanged."Well, the kiss!" He finally managed.She didn't answer, and Raen took all his courage and touched her shoulder. His hand went up to her neck and ch
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Seventh heaven
Raen was in seventh heaven all day. Kosam sat next to him and didn't leave his side. They had a great chat and discovered that they had a lot in common. In doing so, they forgot everything around them. In between, Suneka said goodbye in a strange bad mood and went over to her sister. Hereke initially stayed with Raen and Kosam and merely shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know what she had either. Perhaps she didn't like Kosam, which he didn't understand because he found her very nice. In the end he longed for Suneka and went after her. Her mood seemed to have improved a bit by now, because she laughed out loud when he made a joke and sat down next to her.Time flew by, and soon it was dawn. The big drums and other instruments were set up on the podium in front of the temple, and when clan chief Lako declared the dance to be open to applause, everyone was suddenly on their feet. The mats were swiftly cleared aside, and the first low drum beats vibrated in the full stomachs of
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Much sought after
Hello Tor Ban Raen, there you are. You weren't at the morning meal at all. ”“ I was probably too late, ”he replied in monosyllables. 'You're late for anything, Raen, you sheep's head!' he grimly reprimanded himself. But Banskeid Laghat was so nice and already showed me a bit of your chorten. You have a beautiful view from the wall, you can seeall the way to the great mountains. ” Banskeid Laghat was a fully fledged warrior and was allowed to carry his own sword. Raen glanced at the heavy handle protruding from behind Laghat's back. When would he get his sword himself? It just took way too long!"What got over your liver?" Asked Kosam, who had noticed his scowl.'Give it up,' he thought bitterly, 'you're too young. Forget her!' Aloud he said: "We have to go to the temple now, Banskeid Laghat!" But his tone was apparently a little too commanding because Laghat looked at him crookedly.Raen was annoyed. He just turned
War of freedom.. War is inevitable Smile
“ Was that your own horse earlier? Beautiful animal. ”“ Yes, isn't it! Her name is Jakori and she is very trusting. You can ride her if you want, then we'll take a walk into the forest and I'll show you ... "Raen fell silent. 'I talk too much,' he thought. 'She's definitely not interested in horses.'Kosam looked at him questioningly. “What do you want to show me?”“Oh, just a few stones in the forest, nothing special.”“I'll be happy to accept your offer.”“Yes? Really? Are you interested in that? ”“ Of course. I also like to go on horseback, it's fun. ”Raen smiled blissfully. "I think the day after the race we can definitelyride out together." Raen answered with another dazzling smile from Kosam.Later, when he was in bed, he could hardly sleep. He kept thinking of the girl with the black hair and couldn't wait to be with her again.
