The Land Of Thorns

The Land Of Thorns
A message part 2


The three of them sat back quietly unharmed and felt like nothing had happened, they were trying to continue their conversation regarding the current situation of the kingdom. Liam seems to be thinking about the possible Sonne kingdom movement that is happening in the near future.


“By the way, is there any movement from Sonne kingdom, Robert?”


“I don't think so for now. From the information I received they have already started gathering troops. They will probably move later in the fall by utilizing the harvest as supplies.”


“Either it is due to stress or knowing our soldiers are stuck in the barracks that give me a headache.”


Liam felt his head was so heavy with his hands that it helped support the weight of his head. Robert and Albert sighed in agreement hearing what Liam said, those who knew the current situation of the kingdom would definitely feel stressed. Like the three of them.


“Iya I understand you mean Liam, this matter passed pathetic.”


“The three of us knew that Prince Edgar was being poisoned because we saw the incident in plain sight while the Prince was at the royal party.


“Then he regained consciousness at this time from his coma as if god had granted Queen Helena a prayer before she died, only that she had woken up in a bad situation.”


Obviously Albert to those who appear to be showing a serious expression, What Albert said made them become silent imagining regret because those who saw the incident did not manage to catch the culprit.


Brakk!


“...., but I don't understand why people spread bad rumors of him carrying a curse on his family!”


Robert was furious at hitting the table in front of him, thinking about what happened to the royal family when he heard Albert reminding him of the incident.


“Let's calm Robert keep your voice down, I understand the feeling you've been serving as the royal family's bodyguard for a long time, but right now you're an outcast don't make people suspicious of this place.”


“True what Albert said Robert, the eyes they had were quite a lot. I think the corrupt aristocrat had planned that from the start to discredit Prince Edgar.”


Albert tried to appease Robert whose tone sounded so upset and loud, his loud voice discussing the working family would make others probably hear and know their hiding.


The creeks!


The sound of reot wood arriving - they heard, the three of them looked silent for a moment to make sure the sound around them, they looked up to realize the source of the sound was coming from the attic. They glanced at each other looking to remain calm and continue the conversation, while Liam tried to find a way to ride.


“What about Robert's letter? Did you send that to Queen Helena's sister?”


Albert asked curiously because he felt he had not heard from Robert since yesterday.


They noticed Liam apparently finding a hole from a room in the back, Liam signaled that he was about to jump up with the help of a nearby wall shelf. They resumed the conversation.


“It will take a little time, because the border guard is so tight only traders from the free city of Markesh can go in and out of the border, we just have to wait for their convoy to leave.”


“He must know the recovery of Prince Edgar, that is the only guarantee we can give to the Prince if the situation is urgent.”


Robert responded casually. They heard the sound of footsteps so quickly they knew Liam had started the action.


“Aaaah!”


That voice sounds like a boy. Not long after that, Liam came out of the empty room, which he found a hole in the attic.


“I don't think it's an intruder. This boy doesn't look like an intruder.”


“Did he faint..., this idiot did you hit this little boy?”


“Hoi! Of course not Robert. When I caught him, he passed out.


Liam found a small boy who was so thin in his shabby clothes and brought him closer to the two of them.


Robert was silent as he imagined why the child had fainted, he noticed Liam with his fierce-looking old face and long beard in the dark and narrow attic.


Albert asks Liam to lay the little boy on the table, Albert watching the little boy closely.


“It looks like this child is a runaway slave.”


Albert's assumption when he saw this little boy had a wound on his hand and on his ankle there was a scar that looked like a scar after being in shackles.


“Oh ... This is interesting, she has fangs that look different ... and also her nails. Looks like this brat is a werewolf.”


Albert grew curious when he saw that the unkempt nails of the little boy looked abnormal because they looked so neatly long for a slave let alone a small child.


“Ha! You're kidding Albert. A werewolf? But he has no tail or ears that look like animals.”


“Entahlah .. probably because he is still a child. Did you ever see werewolves when they were kids, Liam?


Liam seemed to be thinking about trying to remember, he shook his head feeling like he had never seen even though their population was not much on the mainland but Liam felt he had gone to the region where werewolves lived while he was in the military.


The three of them had encountered werewolves or a race of other half-humans, but they had never thought of seeing a race of half-humans as children, that makes it their first experience to see it.


“I think we should take care of him.”


“Iya it's true, it would be difficult if this kid reported you hiding here Robert.”


They both seemed to notice the mysterious little boy, they felt they did not have the heart to abandon such a thin, dry-looking child, not to mention it would be at risk if later this child was re-arrested by its owner, who would probably check this place out and report this building.


“It looks like I can't take care of this kid, even though I wonder why he could be there.”


“I'm sorry sir - sir because the time I used was too long, I don't want them to watch me so closely again, the rest I will leave to you.”


Albert felt it was impossible to linger with them for long because Albert was still working in the main castle, which makes him quite vulnerable if it attracts the attention of the eyes of other nobles if he knows he is not in the castle long enough.


***


In a different afternoon. The day in early autumn when it is late afternoon in the city feels quite long, with the color of the afternoon sky is beautiful to see, with the color of the afternoon sky, coupled with leaves - leaves that fall partially in the ground that shows the season has clearly changed to make some people feel that there will be a change that occurs.


Like Akhsan who is currently in the yard when the afternoon sky looks quite dim with the pigeon in his hand, the dove has dark brown fur that makes it quite difficult to see at times like this.


The dove has a special place in the leg area, Akhsan put a piece of paper containing the message inside the place and let the dove fly to deliver the message.


A person in black clothes came out from behind a bush, approached Akhsan whispering something to him.


“We lost track of him, but we have figured out where he works.”


“Burn that place, could that place be their hiding place, anything else?”


“we found a rat who infiltrated in Markesh's merchant convoy entourage, he brought a letter with the royal seal.”


Akhsan was seen smiling as he watched the dove fly away from him, his hands as if asking for the letter that the mysterious person meant. He saw the contents of the letter addressed to Marquis Theo about Edgar's rescue request, Akhsan fell silent reading it and kept the message.


Marquis Theo was a Rosen nobleman who controlled the Lunden area, an area south of the border of the Rosen kingdom and was a younger brother of Queen Helana, meaning he was Edgar's uncle.


“...oh, interesting. Don't forget to brush him off, maybe he'll come in handy. If nothing else quickly go before anyone sees.”


Akhsan was still smiling, her current smile was so sly, she was like planning something utilizing the sender of the message and without much questioning the mysterious person returned into the bush. Akhsan did not see that person anymore. It was like he was disappearing in the shadow.