Love of the Empress 2: King and Queen

Conversations of Boru and Magenta

In a city left behind on the border of the kingdom of Goluth..

A couple of mothers and children lived in a simple house composed of piles of stones. The house consists of only four small rooms. In one of his bedrooms, a little red-haired boy was sleeping.

The age of the child was about ten or eleven years. His name is Dion.

Magenta, the stocky woman who inhabits the stone house, first finds Dion walking alone in the streets.

Currently the paro-aged woman was cooking sago soup which she mixed with celery leaves. This is a mandatory snack that he usually prepares for his one-on-one son named Boru.

"Mom, Boru's coming home!" Sapa Boru who just entered the house. A pile of dry twigs he put near the fireplace.

"Good! Come here, boy! Sago soup is ripe," said Magenta who serves a bowl of sago soup for Boru.

Boru cleaned himself first. Only then approached the dining table in the shape of a round in the corner of the room. It did not take long, the sago soup was also lavish in his voracious.

After downing a glass of water, Boru asked his mother.

"The kid's still sleeping, Mom?" Ask Boru.

"You mean Dion, son? Yep. Like his fever's gone down. Just let him sleep. Maybe he needs some time to rest. I don't know what the boy experienced when he was alone on the street. Did you see all the wounds on his hands?" Magenta rambled at length.

Yep. Boru had seen many of his wounds, such as a prick on the boy's hand. Sebersit pity was entrenched in the minds of Boru who addressed him to the boy named Dion.

Dion had lived with her and her mother for three days. And just the first night that the boy was staying, Dion had a very high fever.

Magenta rushed to make a pop of onion and black acid which was then distributed throughout Dion's body. A simple attempt to bring down the heat as well as the fever.

Boru didn't like it when Dion lived in their house. Because it means there is an extra mouth that he must think of to feed. While for a life together with his mother Boru was fit-pas-an.

But of course. Boru was always defeated by the kindness of his mother, Magenta. According to Magenta, letting others suffer when we can help them is not a justifiable act. So it was the end of his life that Boru had to accept Dion's existence in their home.

"Mother wonder. Where did Dion come from? His physical characteristics are not like those of Goluth," Magenta muttered.

The inhabitants of Goluth are divided into two races. White race and black race. For ordinary white race has a better livelihood than black race. Because black residents (such as Boru and Magenta) are common, they only become coarse porters and scavengers.

Unless they have a pretty good inner power. Only then will they be recruited to become palace soldiers.

Boru has the inner power of fire creator. Unfortunately he was only able to make a fire the size of a campfire. So his abilities were not good enough to make him a palace warrior.

Back to Dion sleeping in Boru's room.

"Maybe he's the son of a noble of the white race. Aren't there a lot of nobles who went bankrupt lately that they even had the heart to sell their own children?" Boru answered.

Magenta let out a rough sigh.

"Well, if that's the case, I'm sorry that kid. I can't imagine how Dion's parents sold their own son. I don't know what that little boy can do!" Magenta grunts riled.

"The rich are like that, Mom. They forget conscience for the benefit that can be achieved by themselves," said Boru with a sharp tone.

"Not all rich people are like that Boru.don't judge the whole group by one or two parts only," Magenta rebuked.

Magenta now sits beside Boru. He is now eating sago soup made by himself.

Magenta doesn't say it anymore. His son always had a cynical view of strangers. Especially the nobility and the rich. Because Boru's father was once treated unfairly by the nobles who became his place of work first. Even because of the nobility Boru's father also took his life in a tragic way.

So Magenta understood very well the cause of Boru always being cynical towards the rich. Karen Boru lost her father who was very close to her at the hands of the rich.

"Mom, Boru heard the news. He said the city of Byak had just been overrun by his army of the king of Daffa," Boru said.

"Byak City? That fast?!" Magenta asked in amazement.

"Yes. About three days ago. So said the firewood trader Boru met in the forest earlier," Boru explained by more detail.

"But the firewood merchant said, Ma'am, the king of Daffa is acting strangely towards his newly conquered territory!"

"What a weirdo, son?"

"No property of the people was plundered by the Daffa king's army. Even his word the king of Daffa forbade his soldiers to be rude to the inhabitants of Byak."

"Really?"

"Yes. That's what the firewood dealer said, Mom. It just so happened that there was a brother of that merchant who lived in the city of Byak. And he told me that since the occupation of the Daffa king in the city, there have been many new policies that make the residents feel happy" Boru said.

"What's the policy like, son?" Now Magenta's attention is really interested in the story conveyed by his son. He even forgot the sago soup that still had half on the bowl in front of him.

"Like his example the king of Daffa confiscated the treasury treasure of the mayor there. According to the firewood merchant Boru met, the mayor of Byak was known to loot residents' property by force. And he also charges very high okre (tax) rates."

"Yes. Yep. Mom had heard of it. Byak mayor is even known as the bloodsucking people! That's what I've heard," Magenta added.

"Yes. So, the king of Daffa then confiscated all the property of the mayor of Byak and locked him in prison under the pretext of corruption. I don't know what corruption is. But like it was a very bad deed!"

"What's? The share?" Asked Magenta who was less heard clearly.

"No. Corruption, Mother. I don't know what that means."

"Hhmm.. then? What did the king of Daffa do with all that treasure?"

"Mom wouldn't believe this. Because the king of Daffa then distributed all the property for free to the residents of Byak. Even exaggerate it for the elderly and also the homeless!"

"No way!" Magenta's refuting doesn't believe.

"Yes. Boru was hard to believe, ma'am. But that was the story of the firewood merchant Boru met in the forest. Whether his words were true or not, Boru did not know."

"His feelings mom is hard to trust her, son. But if that's the right news, then I also want the king of Daffa to rule our little town, son. Of course it would be nice if the king of Daffa could also confiscate the property of the tycoons in this city who have been arbitrary with small people like us!" Magenta is also smart.

"Yes. Boru hoped so, Mom. But we don't know where else the king of Daffa will take his soldiers. All these wars make life more difficult. People rarely want to be invited to barter food again, ma'am. They fear that this war will last long. So they stocked up on food supplies for his own family" said Boru, who complained about his current situation.

"Well, what else can a commoner like us do, son? We just need to keep living from day to day. While hoping, so that this war could end soon."

"Aamiin.."

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