Sir, Don't You Sick Me!
The Arrival of the Missed
I stood a few meters from the giant door of the Kingdom of Batalia with my grandfather while watching the soldiers who entered the palace with young women. It's like slavery. It seems like my crafty uncle planned something like slavery and used the people to work forcibly.
"Stay alert" whispered the grandfather. I'm nodding. "You wait here, I'll enter that palace. If I don't come out for a long time, you can catch up with me."
The grandfather stepped into the palace while remaining vigilant. Coincidentally the palace door was left open and not a single soldier stood guard.
I waited a long time outside the palace. When he decided to enter, his grandfather was seen walking out.
"Wine. Baltra apparently had a plan to mass execute the people who he said did not comply with palace policies. I saw your mother and father doing fine, but they were shackled and shown in front of everyone and the ministers who defected."
Immediately the anger seeped into the depths of the soul. Of course, I can't let my uncle do his cruel deed.
"Baltra planned slavery. The people who are steadfast in their stance not to submit to the new policy will soon be executed."
"Then, what should we do, Mother? We can't let that happen."
"Of course, we can't let that happen. For now, I'll try to negotiate with Baltra. You're pretending to be a victim."
Inevitably, I had to obey the grandfather's plan for the freedom of my parents and two princes who were very meritorious in my life. Finally, I nodded in agreement. We entered the palace without hiding the face like before.
It is true what the grandfather said that the women who wanted to escape from the palace were rebuked by the soldiers. Even to the point that I saw some bloody women. Even so, there is no mercy.
Mr. Birendra and Prince Kalandra I saw on the left side being crucified with injuries. Even my parents are like that.
The grandfather deliberately tied my hand using a rope so that the charade we were going to do seemed real.
"Open King!" The grandfather shouted as he walked through the ranks of the women who were prisoners, then stopped some distance from before King Baltra.
The king looked unfriendly. His forehead frowned and held back emotions. Meanwhile, the soldiers were getting ready to attack, but King Baltra immediately raised his hand as a sign to the soldiers not to directly attack.
"What's up, Ki Dawo? What did you mean by coming here?" king Baltra asked with his heavy baritone.
"Hamba wants to give up someone very Your Majesty wants. Isn't this girl precious to you?"
King Baltra smiled in a slant.
"Hamba knows your plan. Doesn't your Majesty want to invite the daughter of your own brother? Cornellias."
I gasped at Grandfather's statement. Turns out that's why King Baltra wanted me so much? If that was the case, then there was no doubt that it was part of my father's agreement with him.
"Then, what do you want, Ki Dawo? Are you playing in front of me? Too bad, it doesn't work to fool me."
It is indeed very unlikely to make the play to make King Baltra believe completely. He must have known this was just a charade. Moreover, the grandfather is known to be very close to my father.
Grandpa smiled reluctantly. "Sadly, I'm not playing a show. Please, if your Majesty wishes, take this girl. After that, release all the women your Majesty has taken captive."
"What about Abirama? Do you want him to be free too?"
"No, Sire. The servant only wants the Lord to give freedom to the people. Servants are not at all concerned with Abirama and the other prisoners of His Majesty."
Silent moment. King Baltra looked at the grandfather. A second later, the curly-haired man took turns looking at me. He smiled a faint smile, but I refused and turned my gaze away.
Not long after, King Baltra actually walked towards where I was standing. My heart was pounding as I watched my father and mother who were in such a sorry state.
"Stop!" The scream came from someone crucified on the left. Mr. Birendra.
"Don't do that!" Now it was Prince Kalandra's turn to shout.
I'm resigned. King Baltra is getting closer to taking over from Grandpa. However, the king stopped immediately before arriving at my place.
"What's up, Your Majesty?"
"Stay away, Ki Dawo. I still can't trust you."
The grandfather also moved away from me, retreating some distance. It made me more nervous and scared. Although I can already master martial arts, but there is no guarantee that I can escape after King Baltra captures me.
Finally, King Baltra has now arrived before me. He stared at me with a grin.
"I thought you'd be so pretty, Cornelia. Know it? Your father sold you to me" he said, grabbing my pointy chin.
I swallowed the saliva, holding back the fear. Breathing as if stuck in the throat. The existence of King Baltra was like defeating me.
"You don't have to be afraid. I'm your uncle, but I'll be your husband." King Baltra laughed crisply.
"Civilized! Keep your hands off Cornelia!" yelled Prince Kalandra. When viewed from the look of his face, he had almost no energy.
King Baltra paid no heed to the man's cry.
"You must have known everything, right? This palace no longer belongs to your father. And now it's mine. You and this palace are all mine. I've been waiting for you to grow up for decades." She wore both of my cheeks by the black-moustached man. I really wanted to get rid of his dirty hands from me, but there was no way I could do it because it would just be a waste of time and destroy this charade.
"Didn't you suffer so much from being a servant for a dozen years? But now you're free. I'll give you anything if we're officially husband and wife."
I try to hold back the anger. His words are disgusting to me. How could an uncle like his own nephew, even want to keep me company? He really is a savage and cruel man. I would love to hit him in the face beyond recognition.
"Come, come with me. You don't have to be afraid. I'm not gonna do anything bad to you."
When I asked him to walk, I was silent. I took a breath, then exhaled it.
"Free the women who are here" I said at last.
King Baltra looked back. He looked back at me with the priest. His expression changed instantly.
"For what?"
"Isn't that what Grandpa Dawo asked for? It means that the King must fulfill his wish because he has agreed."
"I never said I agreed. Too bad, I could never keep my word." King Baltra grinned, then laughed so crisply.
"Bad! Baltra!"
"Soldier! Get the old man!"
Dozens of soldiers surrounded the grandfather. I saw he couldn't go anywhere. Even to pull out the stance could not be because some soldiers were shackling him from behind.
"Baltra! Get your soldiers away from me!" the grandfather shouted with anger.
King Baltra just laughed while holding his stomach. He was so happy to see others oppressed.
But this is an opportunity for me. When the king was off guard, I opened the rope wrapped around the hand, then quickly jumped up while lashing out at him. I managed to kick King Baltra's stomach to make him bend over in pain.
Even so, when about to make the next attack, King Baltra caught my hand so easily, then pulled it and forced me to walk up to the palace.
"Soldier! Execute everything!" tell that cunning guy.
I can't possibly step down in such a precarious state. Instead, I tried to break away from the grasp of King Baltra. However, up to the last rung of the stairs, neither did I manage to escape.
"ATTACK!"
A voice I was very familiar with echoed throughout the palace. Kontan made me look at the entrance. I saw thousands of soldiers in different clothes than the soldiers of King Baltra. The atmosphere was boisterous as the war between the two sides was taking place upon the arrival of Mr ... Mahavira.
"BALTRA SAVAGE!"
The gaze of my master that I had missed, was finally seen back. He grew more and more stout, standing upright, enveloped by a beautiful aura mixed with anger.
"CORNELLIAS! I'M COMING FOR YOU!"
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