
There are many odd occurrences and irregularities that cannot be revealed in the veil of mystery. Likes and sorrows are only in the chaos of time in the veil of mystery, worries are only the troublemakers or tranquilizers of the soul. So many steep roads with arrows that want to unsheathed and killed sadistically. A pair of jinns tied together still remain a blue bond of love.
...We're used to being together, knitting the love woven fabric inside the morning dew grain and the night concentrate. Your wings have perfectly wrapped my whole body in a comfortable embrace. Without feeling like my heart really you already have....
As strong as the power of the princess of Arska released a sword that pointed at the King's body. He cried and closed his eyes, his hands stiffened in motion by evil spirits with the help of taraya magic.
“King.!” he asked to wake up immediately.
A little more the sword pierced through his body, if the King did not quickly open his eyes and dodge. Taraya magic still does not stop blowing moving the princess' body, now the sword goes to the princess' neck and then forcibly scratches.
The king clasped the princess' hand tightly and tried to release the sword. His hand pulled the sharp sword regardless of his already scratched skin and spat out a lot of blood. After successfully releasing the sword, the King immediately removed the headband knot and wrapped it around the neck of the injured princess.
“King, your hand is also severely injured” the princess grabbed King Permadi's wrist and held back the blood that kept flowing with her dress.
The leader of the Yaksa kingdom hugged the princess, he whispered words of drowning heart falling to the bottom of a stifling feeling of the chest.
"Daughter, I don't care about this wound. I miss you so much, my daughter" said the King, hugging the tiny body even tighter.
"King let go, if any soldier knows then we will get into trouble" the princess thrashed and moved wanting to stay away.
"A, what have you done?" the princess held her own forehead and stared intently at King Permadi.
The crow that from earlier recorded everything he saw flew straight towards the Taraya chieftain and reported all the information he knew. This triggered a new plan of the Taraya tribe to turn to attack the princess of Arska and make prisoners in the future so that King Permadi would obey all their orders.
"The rotation and rotation of the jinn river valley will change and backfire for the jinn. We need to stop them immediately!" voice jolt of the Taraya tribal chief.
Magic shipments from the air still continue to attack the princess of Arska. He drooped limp as he felt the heat piercing his shoulders.
"Daughter..!" King Permadi hugged tightly and then brought the Princess to the green temple.
Ganga followed from behind, the grumpy animal continued to aim at the sharp sight of the King and flew closer and closer to the two. Arriving there, the King was forcibly expelled by the head of the temple. Two kingdoms and a destiny that cannot be together will awaken an earthquake in the region of the temple line if both of them enter the place.
"I must forcefully bring you out, O great King" said the shamanic chieftain pushing the body of the King.
The king who looked panicked and worried was still waiting for news of the princess from outside the temple. The kingdom just left. The princess lay down by the pool of the Gharib.