Prince Of Curse (Prince of Curse)

Episode 2: The Feast of Grief

1650 AD.

In a wooden house on the river bank, the ceremony celebrating the middle of pregnancy was held quite lively. Jugs containing tea Telang flowers lined up neatly as a banquet of guests who are mostly royal officials.

The Telang flower is believed to be a symbol of a strong and courageous woman. The color is purplish blue, where blue itself has a shady meaning. While purple has an honorable meaning.

Argantara, a 38-year-old man who is none other than the son-in-law of Commander Abram. He stood up to greet his father-in-law while giving a salute.

But the Commander did not come to deliver his daughter to celebrate pregnancy, but delivered the corpse of the princess who was drenched in blood.

"Where is my wife, Ayahanda? I've already provided you with the silk blanket you asked for." Ask Argantara while holding a blanket made of silk that he spun himself.

It has become a family tradition, when the wife's pregnancy reaches six months. The husband is required to make a blanket made of silk, as a form of gratitude for containing his successor.

Commander Abram did not answer, and the men behind him lowered the coffin slowly.

"I failed to get my daughter here."

Both eyes of Commander Abram bowed. Not to celebrate the pregnancy, he instead escorted the princess to the ceremony of death.

The news that the Prince killed a woman has now reached the King's ears. A child is a child, but a killer is a killer. Even if he is the successor of the kingdom.

In front of the King, the Commander stood firm asking for justice while holding an arrow covered in his daughter's blood.

"Hamba asks for noble justice!" He said with a vibrating tone.

The King or Commander is equally heavy in this position. He himself considered the prince as his son. But it was unexpected that he was so vile to kill his only daughter.

"I... King Lakeshvara Gautama! Apologize to you as a father. And as a just King, I will hand over the Prince's punishment to you completely."

The king was sitting drowning on his throne. Even if the death penalty, he will receive. As a revered King, he felt ashamed and devastated. He also has no right to obstruct the anger of the people who demand that the Prince be severely punished.

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.kring....

Dea heard the loud alarm. He tried to open his eyes, but somehow he seemed difficult to wake up. His chest felt tight, his back felt torn apart, like life was being pulled by an angel of death. The folds of his neck and forehead were even wet with sweat.

"hhhhhh....!!"

Eventually Dea was able to open her eyes after struggling against the false pain. For a long time, Dea had experienced this incident. The pain felt real, but when you wake up, all that was left was the breath.

The pain he gets is like only in a dream. In fact, it is not uncommon for him to convulsify when the pain, and the nightmare comes together.

Dea has often been to Psychiatrists, Hospitals, and even psychics. But no one can help him.

When he went to the psychiatrist, he was said to have experienced brain trauma caused by constant sadness. Indeed, the departure of his entire family made him desperate. But the nightmare is, which actually makes it think even to the point of being carried away by stress. Sometimes the pain and sadness that he got from the dream made his mood fall apart all day.

When visiting the Hospital, the Doctor did not find any abnormalities, such as tumors or others. Dea is 100 percent healthy. The pain that Dea complained about was only an illusion, a result of dreaming too often of the terrible incident.

When coming to the paranormal, Dea was declared followed by an evil spirit. A spirit that has waited for thousands of years for the presence of Dea in the world. As a modern kid, Dea couldn't believe it. He was even indifferent when told to soak in the river, at midnight. To get rid of the evil spirit.

Why the paranormal if you don't believe? I don't know... Dea was just too desperate, with that terrible dream.

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Dea grabbed the clock that was still ringing. Then turn off the loud noise. The girl wriggled back and forth to relieve the illusory pain, which just now seemed like she was about to take her life.

"Wake, Dea.. Today there's morning class." His words encouraged himself.

With a limped step, he headed for the bathroom, while pulling the large curtain that covered half the walls of the room. The sunlight greeted him warmly. The girl replied with a warm smile to the sun.

duk..!

"hi, poppy...are you hungry?" Greet Dea to the flat round object, which she named poppy. He put the poppy on the table, then filled it up.

"Wait..! Didn't it last night...?" Dea stared at the poppy, her memory spinning again, where she experienced a strange incident last night.

All of Dea's fine fur stood up. His pores also widened, when he remembered the black shadow last night. And more frightening... "It wasn't that last night I... fell there..?"

Dea's eyes widened to the point where she fell last night. It was obvious that he slipped while accidentally stepping on the poppy, and he collapsed on the floor. Why did he wake up on the bed?

"No..! Nope..! I clearly fainted there. Did I wake up and unconsciously walk into bed? Nah! Where possible...! Then...?"

The girl was stirring up her own fear. His head turned towards the bed and the floor alternated.

"Anjirr..! When was I followed by an evil spirit?" Dea's murmured with goosebumps. The girl quickly went to the bathroom. It seems he needs to see a psychiatrist again. It seems like he is almost crazy for always hallucinating.

Dea enters the bathroom. The big black shadow reappeared. The shadow came out of the painting Telang flower, which is right next to the Dea dresser.

Slowly the shadow changed in form, becoming a tall, dashing man. His face was arrogant, as well as the sharp look of his eyes added a thick dark look. The black robe wrapped around his huge body. Hand nails are clean white, very contrasted with humans in general.

He is Prince Vardhaman Dipta Tanggara Rakyan Shankara Gautama. The sole heir of the Narasinga kingdom. An extinct kingdom is his lineage, because the crown prince, the sole heir to the kingdom must live out his curse.

At the end of the reign of King Lakeswara, there was a dispute and the seizure of the throne. Civil war was inevitable. The kingdom ended in 1820.

The Narasinga Kingdom is recorded in history, as the shortest reign in the world. History records how generous King Lakeswara was. Similarly, the cruelty of the crown prince, which is recorded as the cruelest man of his era.

"Bryan, can you accompany me to the psychiatrist? I had a lot of hallucinations today. You don't have morning class, do you?" Pinta Dea by phone.

📞 "De, I've promised to deliver mama shopping. Did you have to go to her psychiatrist today?" Bryan's voice was lazy. No longer worried when the lover told me in a panic tone. He looks bored, with Dea's nonsense that is getting worse and worse.

"Bryan.., listen to me..! I slipped last night, and passed out on the floor. But as soon as I woke up I was already on the bed. Do you think that makes sense? I didn't realize why I could go to bed? And why don't I remember anything.."

📞 "Maybe you ngigau Dea, don't overdo it. The doctor says you don't think about those things too much, do you?"

"But..."

📞 "I close first yes, mama is ready."

Without waiting for Dea's answer, the man disconnected his phone. Made Dea speechless a thousand languages. Lately he feels Bryan is very keeping his distance. I hope it's just his feelings.

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