CANDRASA [LOOKING FOR HEIRLOOM SWORD]

Chapter 20: The Return of Candrasa.

Candrasa felt her body unable to move at all, I don't know what effect she had on falling asleep for a few days. But clearly, his body felt limp and helpless.

Only his eyes were able to blink slowly, he looked around. He was taken to Amarata. This time he had to search for the sword from the beginning, Candrasa had to be smart to know the enemy behind this all. Also the motive about the outbreak was from the beginning.

He intends to disguise himself as a commoner, to find out clearly about the plague. But the conditions have not made it possible to do so now.

Candrasa began to turn her head slowly to the left right, she clearly remembered what happened in the magical world. He was happy to have returned to his world, but also sad that he left his grandfather trapped there. Candrasa promises her that she will find the sword and remove the curse that happened to her grandfather.

King Jira II arrived at Candrasa's room in a frenzy, followed by the Warlord and the Water. While Guru Wija, already on his way home to the Maharaja long before Candrasa realized. King Jira II approached his son who was still filled with blank stares, his body still drooping. The court physician turned away and made room for his king.

"My son, can you hear me?" The voice of King Jira II was still faintly heard in his ears.

Candrasa could only wink slowly, "It seems like her condition is not stable yet, I will concoct her potion." The palace healer came out for a while to prepare a potion for Candrasa.

The water that saw Candrasa immediately looked at the man happily, while Candrasa tried to find Hanada's whereabouts. After what the woman said while she was in a vegetative state, Candrasa had to ask for her explanation.

The servants brought Candrasa a glass of water, slowly raising Candrasa's head a little and giving her a drink that only took a few drops.

Candarasa felt his throat was not dry anymore, there was something strange on his body. He felt the energy in his body spinning faster and faster. "All right, let's give her some time to rest." King Jira II came out with the Commander and the others.

There were only other maids and healers standing guard there, the King and Commander returned to the meeting hall to meet the other higher-ups. Those who were waiting for the news of Candrasa were seen standing up to greet the King as he came. "Greetings, Your Majesty how is the Crown Prince's condition?" The Ministry of Taxes.

"My son is conscious" King Jira II smiled happily as well as the warlord.

"Let's sit down." King Jira II and the higher-ups sat in a meeting to continue the discussion that had been delayed.

"As we see, my son Candrasa is already aware of his Vegetative state. I decided not to give my temporary power to my sister, Prince Mara!"

Everyone stared at each other, there were some people who seemed to dislike his decision. But they still pretended to be happy with the king's decision.

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On the other hand, Hanada who had reached his kingdom immediately met his father. He saluted while bending his knees on the floor. Seeing the condition of his son like that, King Nahdara immediately approached him and puffed his son who was kneeling.

"I'm sorry dad," Hanada cried.

"Why did you leave without father's blessing?" King Nahdara looked at his daughter with sorrow.

Apparently after the news of Hanada's escape he found out, King Nahdara could not sleep for several days. The black circle in his eyes was very clear.

King Nahdara called the servants to take care of Hanada and prepare his Royal Clothes.

"Servant!!! Prepare everything for my daughter. And announce Princess Hanada's welcome to all the people of Nahdara!!"

Hanada turned to her father in astonishment, "Events for me?" He was confused by his father's request.

"Yes, my daughter it's time you took care of the kingdom. Stop looking for evidence that we are innocent. It will only be in vain, after all their hatred has been going on for decades." His father patted his daughter's back.

Hanada. lowered his head, he was sad because for many years he still had not found any solid evidence, to say Nahdara was not related to the outbreak.

"I'm sorry dad, from now on I'll devote myself to Nahdara." Hanada lowered his head, King Nahdara was very happy to hear that. She hugged her daughter proudly.

Every day, his daughter is getting tougher.

Hanada nodded then followed her servant to her soaking place. Arriving there, Hanada saw a pond filled with water mixed with fresh milk. Beside him were some servants who prepared Turmeric to rub his body.

Handa took off her clothes, leaving only her underwear. Then it started to go down to that big pool. He leaned against the back of the pool, then laid his hands on the shoulder of the pool.

He leaned his head, then enjoyed every massage that his female servants did.

"I haven't been this comfortable for a long time." Said Hanada, for a moment he forgot about Candrasa's condition.

After quite a while like that, Hanada directly rubbed the turmeric scrub all over her own body. He then rinsed it gradually.

The skin, becomes bright along with the yellow of the pool water. Hanada felt very fresh. He came out of the pool and was wrapped in a large cloth that covered his body to the tip of his foot by his servant.

Hanada, walk into the dressing room, there lined with Nahdara national clothes, lots of clothes there. Hanada chose a purple party dress.

She looked beautiful wearing that, her daughter's aura completely emanated perfectly. Hanada sat down, then the other servants patted the traditional powder on his face. Not to mention the red color of beetroot for her pink lips.

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After the meeting in Amarata was over...

Tuk tuk tuk

The sound of horse footsteps rang out, a black-robed man rode the horse into a luxurious building belonging to the nobility.

He stepped his feet down from the horse, his face wrapped but with a cloth, so there was no gap to see who the man was.

The man about 50 years old was waiting for him outside the house, the black-robed man greeted him.

"Greetings." said the man,

"How's it?" Ask the man sitting.

"The Crown Prince is conscious."

"Hmm DAMN! How did he survive your trap huh?" The man held back his anger.

"Just relax, he doesn't know where the sword is yet." The man in the robes looked down.

"BUT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE HE'LL DEFINITELY FIND OUT ABOUT THAT MOTHERFUCKER!" The man regulated his stirring breath, his emotions were explosive.

"Just calm down, I'll handle it well." Said the Man.

"That's how it should be, you owe me a debt even if it has to be with your life!" The man looked at the cloaked man earlier sharply.

"Of course." The man returned on his horse. It looks like a sword with a beautiful sheath.

The man grinned wickedly while riding his horse.

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