Queen Without Crown

Chapter 26 Almost Only

The Satrian king stepped back, trying to avoid the eagle woman. But it looks like King Satria has already attracted the attention of the creature. So wherever King Satria stepped, the strange creature kept an eye on him. The king stepped slowly behind the creature and tried to avoid it. But what happened was even more terrifying, because the creature's head could rotate as far as one hundred and eighty degrees. His sharp eyes continued to scout him. King Satria was shocked to see the terrible thing.

Then King Satria immediately ran as fast as possible across the grass field, then broke through the Freesia beds and he also did not stop even when his feet trampled on the rose bushes until his feet felt sore.

Suddenly he saw a dark shadow passing over the ground. A very big shadow!

The king of Satria looked up and saw the eagle woman flying over him with her wide wings spread. The creature chased after him, suddenly he felt he was prey to a Predator.

"Yeahammy!"

The creature's shrill voice broke the silence of the night. With a heart rhythm and increasingly hunting breath, King Satria accelerated his foot swing. Seeing that the door of the guesthouse was close, he should be able to reach the door of the guesthouse before the creature attacked him. A moment before his feet reached the door, he suddenly felt his body hovering. The creature had gripped his shoulder and carried him flying. Pain ran through his shoulder as the eagle's claws pierced through his skin.

The king thrashed about trying to escape, but the creature flew higher and higher through the roof and even passed the palace tower. King Satria finally decided to stay silent because if it fell it would be fatal.

The creature continued to soar into space, piercing through the night sky. King Satria looked down and could see his palace getting smaller to a faint point. The air above here also feels thinner and feels cold.

Suddenly, the creature released its grip. The body of King Satria floated down and swooped sharply to the earth. His body felt weak and his stomach was like being stirred. He felt like a feather floating around. His eyes closed to welcome death. His wife's face was reflected in his mind, as her body weight continued to go down.

Suddenly a hand caught his body. Pull him up and shake his body.

"Conscious..!" There was a voice calling.

It was hard to open his eyes. His face seemed to be slapped many times.

"Conscious!"

Slowly King Satria opened his eyes. Faint light began to enter his vision. And it began to look like a face that kept calling out to him.

"Darling?" His hands were trying to reach his wife's worried face. He felt grateful to still be able to see the woman he loved.

"Darling.."

His ears heard his own voice muttering. And when his consciousness recovered, it turned out that he was stroking the face of Eldrige who was looking at him with a laughable expression.

He immediately pulled his hand from Eldrige's face. Then look around confused. It turns out he's still in his own bed.

"What are you doing?" King Satria asked suspiciously. Actually in his heart felt uncomfortable and embarrassed because he had touched the fairy's face.

"Your Majesty was delirious and fell out of bed. I tried to lift back to the bed and also tried to resuscitate His Majesty." There was a flash of anxiety in Ruby's eyes.

"So I was just dreaming?" His mind drifted back to the sinister event he had just experienced. It feels real. Even he could still feel the pain of the creature's grip on his shoulder.

Eldrige gave a glass of water to the King of Satria which he immediately laid down.

"So I had a dream and it felt so real. There was a woman dancing in the moonlight. And I felt very familiar with her figure but it turns out that when I approached her, her face was the face of an eagle!" King Satria was still in shock.

"Eagle-faced woman?" Eldrige's face suddenly looked tense.

"He chased me and caught me. The creature gripped my shoulder and took me flying. Then he threw me from above." King Satria tried to tell him his dream.

"Until now even I still feel the pain of the creature's scratch."

With a slight hesitation, King Satria took off the buttons of his shirt. The shoulder is exposed and shown to Eldrige.

The eyes of the fairy were wide to see the nail marks that stuck on the two shoulders of King Satria. It was as if the dream experienced by King Satria was real.

"Very interesting!" Eldrige.

King Satria complained as he tried to feel the wound on his shoulder.

"I don't think it's an ordinary dream, do you, Eldrige?" The King of Satria looked at Eldrige with a demanding gaze. He felt that this matter was more serious than he expected. His brain had a hard time digesting this strange phenomenon.

Eldrige thought of something. I think he's heard of a death caused by a nightmare.

"I have not been able to explain exactly what caused His Majesty to experience this. But I recommend not to sleep until morning!"

King Satria nodded in agreement. "I'm not sleepy anymore."

Eldrige took the medicine box and sprinkled the medicinal powder over the wound of King Satria. The face of King Satria frowned.

"My face also feels sore, Eldrige. Can you put something on? I'm afraid my face will swell." The king rubbed his red cheeks.

Eldrige looked at him while holding a smile. Unbeknownst to King Satria, he was able to pat her face rather loudly to resuscitate her. Or is it called slapping? I don't know, in a state of panic someone could have done things that are a bit excessive without realizing it, right?

"Why are you such a whimper?" The King of Satria reprimanded Eldrige when he found the elf smiling as he bandaged his wound.

"I?" Eldrige asked with an innocent face and looked sinless.

"Don't pretend! You must think of me as very weak from experiencing this. Just try it if you've experienced it yourself?" King Satria was ridiculed by a library fairy.

Eldrige then poured a few drops of essential oil made from Geranium and Rosemary extract from the bottle, then applied it on the face of King Satria.

"It feels comfortable." King Satria smiled as he stroked his smooth and shiny cheeks exposed to oil.

"I think it's time we asked Concubine Mayang directly." Eldrige.

He felt confident that Consort Mayang who made King Satria experience the nightmare with the help of Sitr.

"Yes, I think you're right. I think this game's getting dangerous." King Satria did not understand why his concubine was so desperate to do such terrible things. Now he felt that the meek-looking woman wanted to kill him.

"Will I and Queen Gita be able to unleash Sitr's influence if Consort Mayang stops bouncing on us?"

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, Your Majesty. Someone who has made a pact with the devil usually will not be able to break the agreement unilaterally." Eldrige's face looked very serious.

"Then what should we do with him?"

"We should be able to get him to perform the treaty cancellation ceremony!"

"Cancellation ceremony?" King Satria imitates Eldrige's words.

Eldrige nodded. They both looked at each other meaningfully.