The Hylva Dynasty Conflict

37. Not according to plan

The king's decisiveness silenced everyone in the palace, all of them bowed silently to refute the order. Meanwhile Abi again let out a long sigh and continued the story.

“....Then the black-robed man managed to stick a dagger in the prince's chest, I tried to pull the prince from the man's grip but he kicked me and pushed the prince into the abyss, I tried to reach his hand but it was too late. Plus the guy hit my side of the neck with a blunt thing look......Then I was unconscious, when I realized I immediately went down but there was nothing so I decided to go home with a heavy heart. Arriving at home, apparently the prince has been found and is dead." Said Abi with teary eyes.

“Pardon Nyimas' father's leniency, but Nyimas has already investigated the scene without father's permission. Nyimas returned to the top of the cliff last night with Uncle Dwicakra, then Nyimas found some of this evidence.” Rarapati

Rarapati walked towards Kasim and gave a bundle of cloth that no matter what it contained. Kasim immediately accepted and gave the object to the King. After that the King slowly opened the contents of the bundle in front of everyone, it was seen that the contents in it were some evidence that is a dagger with typical carvings of the middle east and a peacock feather with blood spots.

“Hamba noble sense knows who in this hall likes to collect goods from the middle east, there are even some people in this room who do have middle east blood." Dwicakra said loudly while combing the entire room.

“Are you trying to accuse me and Concubine Nimaran?! Obviously I was with you yesterday discussing the new village development budget!" Tukas Narama's.

"Why do you say that? Are you trying to cause division in the royal family?! The culprit is clearly in plain sight. Why are you accusing me and my brother?"

It is true that Narama and his sister Concubine Nimaran were the children of an indigenous people who married the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the Arabian peninsula. Their father was the Chief Minister of Finance and their mother was the daughter of a merchant from the middle east. After the death of their father, Narama immediately rose to the position of replacing the father.

"Yes, your honor, yesterday the servant with the finance minister discussed the new village budget when the tragic incident occurred. As for Consort Nimaran, Servant felt it was quite impossible for her to travel far without her noble permission and queen mother. Even if he comes out there will be a record that is reported, but the servant receives nothing." Typhoon Raghyang.

While hearing this debate the king could only massage his head with one arm while closing his eyes, trying to digest what was really going on.

The three friends were also silent to each other. Unexpectedly they could feel the atmosphere of the congregation in a real kingdom, gripping and full of discord.

"Are the families of the Minister of Finance and Consort Nimaran just the two? I don't think so?!" Dwicakra.

Brakes

"Hey! It's enough you've tarnished my surname! Are you also now going to accuse my niece of being exiled!?" Narama stood up while kicking the chair.

"It is precisely because he is being exiled and no one is watching his movements so it does not rule out him doing all that!" Dwicakra Seloroh.

"You must be trying to frame my son hks"

Nimaran said with teary eyes, the woman even cried bitterly while covering her face with both palms.

“Oiya yesterday right at the palace there was a guest welcoming event as well as coinciding with the death of prince Hardijaya, where was Brother at that time? Did Brother go somewhere?” the Syndicent of the Martani Concubine.

“A-I was a little dizzy yesterday so slept all day in the room."

“It looks like Nima late this often hurts, keep Nima's health our lives are still long to reciprocate the deeds of others.” Chirps Queen.

“K-why sister talk like-"

“That's enough! Looking at all the witnesses and evidence, I can no longer give any defense to Ambarawa.”, said the king.

“T-wait Your Majesty. Amba innocent in this matter, please your majesty reconsider hks hks. How could my Amba be willing to kill her own brother, on what basis would she do it?” said Nimaran while crying sedu sedan.

“Isn't Raden Ambarawa very power-hungry?” dwicakra Chirps

“Diam Dwicakra, you have no right to say such a bad thing about my nephew.” Seloroh Narama's.

“It is precisely because he is your dear nephew that you should know what his true nature is like. He became bad like this because he had been spoiled by you.”

“Fuck you I'll-"

“Shut! Quiet ! SHUTUP!!! Why are you even debating things that are not necessarily true. Soldiers immediately brought the boy alive to my face. We will resume the trial once he is found, as well as these three men will not be released until Ambarawa is found.” The king left the hall in annoyance.

Everyone gathered to deliver the King's departure while saying in unison "Good Your Majesty."

Meanwhile, after the death of the noble king, the atmosphere inside the palace hall was still not conducive.

"I will avenge your humiliation today, Dwicakra!" Strictly Narama before leaving the hall with a stern anger.

"Curtain shameless!" Dwicakra smiled obliquely in response to Narama's utterances which he considered mere babbling.

On the other hand, the three friends are again forced back into the dark and dirty prison. They were really desperate for what happened. Before fully spared, the three had glanced at Rarapati and the Queen who was even downcast in shame to look at them.

Rarapati and the Queen certainly feel guilty for involving people who do not know anything and they have to endure all the suffering they should not have. The child and mother were also disappointed that the King did not immediately make a firm decision.

The three friends back can only reflect on the fate of those who are stranded in the land of nowhere like this, to survive was very difficult now even entangled in royal conflicts that further complicate their chances of survival.

"Gue is really tired of all this, is your knife still there?!" Milo broke the silence of the prison.

Abi did not flinch, he preferred to stare at the shining torch light in the middle of the darkness and cold iron bars.

"We must endure, if we die today our good name will be bad in history. Either way this case will be recorded in the ancient history books." Gavi Sahut.

"Masabodo by good name, who would believe that what is written in history is true of ourselves who are from the future." Milo Steadfast.

The three companions could only sigh deeply while waiting for the day in prison to end.

Before long, a guard came carrying a lot of food, blankets and change of clothes for them. On top of it was a paper with an apology. Gavi, Milo and Abi looked at each other, as if they knew who was delivering this item.

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