Adventure of Kadura episode 1 B
ADVENTURE OF KADURA
(The Chosen Bride)
Episode 1B
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Written by Author Nath
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Fear has always been a very important whistleblower. Our emotion and our history can provoke fear that may arrest us at any time or at any place. Above and beyond, fear might be contagious and its scent, sometimes sensual, sometimes mystical or animal, can exude the musty and arcane smell of destiny. This was the state of king Corbatt and the kings-men of the kingdom. They were ten men seated round a table with the king at the extreme. He has a straight nose, medium sized l-ips and ears, and round, largish medium eyes with curly hair. He was a brave man, but can be strict on his decisions. Soliloquy arose among them after discovering that the day was about to end without any plague as tradition demands.
“I do not think this part of tradition is still effective!” The king began while others became quiet. His voice alone can tell the power and authority he possessed. “I say this because we have not seen any form of plague and also it has been long this tradition was practiced.”
“My king” one of the men began. “It’s wise to thread with caution. Let’s first invite the physician. Maybe he has discovered a certain flue that will ravage the kingdom in no time.”
“No,” another objected. “We need a first hand information. I mean the king should consult the great lion. He must know something about the deliance of this plague.”
Swiftly, the king stood up. “Our enemies are already planning war against us. We need to know what and who we are dealing with. I shall consult the great lion.” He walked out from the table followed by the men. Through a stair, all descended to a dark basement of the royal castle where the Lion’s den was located. The kings-men stopped at the first entrance because only the king is allowed to enter into den of the lion. It was dark and creepy. King Corbatt, feeling the heaviness of his sword on his w–st, he grabbed a stick light which flame illuminated his path. Getting to the Lion’s den, he saw the animal in a cage, fierce and dangerous. It was not just an animal. It was a talking deity. Seeing the king, he roared.
“Well, well, well, who do we have here? Corbatt himself! This must be interesting after many years.” The lion said with deep, gr0-ning voice.
“Accord me with some respect. I’m king Corbatt not just Corbatt?” the king waved the stick of light across his face.
“Hohohohoho..” the loin laughed. “I’m the opposite of a dog, but I’m not a god. I move my tail when I’m mad and growl when I’m pleased. I am the killer of trees, but people need me. I can be blown away by a breeze and I have been here since ancient Greece.” he said.
“I know you’re cat and a paper according to your riddles. But this is no time for riddles. Tell me why the plague is being delayed.” the king boldly demanded.
“There is an ancient invention still used in some parts of the world today that allows people to see through walls.”
“Enough of the riddles!”
“You always run faster than your shadow, Corbatt! Why the plague has been delayed is because Kadura is already in Ukra kingdom.”
“What?!” the king put the stick on another hand.
“Not that the plague won’t come, it will! Just that it will be delayed due to Kadura’s presence in Ukra. Patience, Corbatt. Patience!!!” the lion turned his back on him.
“Who is he? Is he someone I know?”
“If I have it, I don’t share it. If I share it, I don’t have it.” the lion sat down and began to scratch his ear.
“Oh, is a secret, isn’t it.”
“A secret I do not know. Go home Corbatt and let culture take its course. I’ll be looking forward to devour you when you fail to relate a plague to an idiom, the language of the wise. Farewell!”
The king exhaled and angrily left the den. He met his men outside and said. “Kadura is already in Ukra, but the lion wouldn’t tell me. Tell the bell keeper to ring the bell. I need everybody at the Coliseum now!” he matched bravely to his throne.
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However, before the night totally fell, Julius waited patiently for Albat at the river which flows along a single path. At the two sides of the river were tall trees with shrubs at the base. There was a log of wood close to the river where Julius sat down. He kept throwing gravels on the water. Just then, he heard a footsteps from behind then turned to see no one. Weird!
“Who’s that?” his voice echoed at the bank of the river.
“Me!” Maximus came out from his hiding place. Julius was very disappointed to see him there because he could just ruin his moment with Albat.
“What are you doing here, Max?!”
The young boy walked closer to him and stopped. “What are you doing here, Julius?” he returned the question. “Okay, in this situation where two friends meet and start asking each other what they are doing here, they actually have a hidden agenda about what they are doing here.” he added.
Just then, Albat arrived and stood at a distant. Julius comported himself with a smile. Maximus traced his eyes to see Albat. “Oooh,” he shouted. “She’s why you asked what I’m doing here while she’s what you’re doing here and you’re what she’s doing here. I guess I have to go because none of you are what I’m doing here.” he began to walk away while Julius and Albat kept smiling.
“Hi, Max” Albat greeted.
“Hi, Albat. You both can now find a purpose of what you are doing here while I go there.” he passed her.
“Go where?” Albat still needed to hear from him.
“To a place where no one will ask me what I’m doing here.” he replied hilariously.
Albat walked to Julius with that smile. “Your friend is ridiculously mannered.” she said as both sat on the log of wood, feeding their eyes with the flowing river.
“He’s always like that.” Julius said. “I thought you won’t show up.” he added.
“It’s because I like the flower. Though my mother caught me, hiding it behind me last night.” She giggled.
Julius gasped. “Really? She did?”
“Yes, and it was so embarrassing and funny at the same time trying to hide it from her. I was so confused that I didn’t know my right and left anymore.” She laughed with Julius who couldn’t help it too. They suddenly remained quiet and stared at each other r0mantically. They were moved by the butterfly in their stomachs. Therefore gradually began to bring their heads for their first k!$s. They could even feel and hear their breath when their noses clutched, remaining their l-ips. Unfortunately, the sound of the bell interrupted the r0mantic moment. They withdrew their heads instantly.
“Oh, sweet Lord!” Albat rushed up. “This can’t be good. It’s an emergency bell. I’m sorry, I need to rush back to the castle.” She began to run, lifting up her gown with a hand.
Julius stood up. “Albat!” he called her. The girl stopped and turned, breathing hastily. “I love you!” he told her.
Albat smiled and continued running.
Coliseum was huge stadium that first opened in 80 C.E. Located in the middle of the kingdom. The Coliseum was circular in shape with three levels of arches around the outside. In height, the Coliseum was as tall as a modern 12-story building; it held 50,000 spectators. Like many modern professional sports stadiums, the Coliseum had box seats for the wealthy and powerful menl. The upper level was reserved for the commoners. Under the floor of the Coliseum was a labyrinth of rooms, hallways, and cages where weapons were stored and animals and gladiators waited for their turn to perform or fight during fighting tournament. But it wasn’t a time for tournament, so everyone who obeyed the bell and gathered at the coliseum wondered the cause for the alarm.
One could see Julius struggling to get a seat in the crowd. Luckily, he sighted Bruce, his father and sat beside him.
“Where have you been, Julius?” Bruce asked him.
“I’ve been everywhere, father.” he replied.
“I see.” Bruce nodded his head.
Just then, the king and elders in council assumed their seats with the princess. Behind her seat was Albat, standing like a maid she was. Julius admired her from his position. The king stood up and began, “We all know what today is!” Hearing his voice, everywhere calmed down. “It’s the sixteenth birthday of our princess; a day when our tragedy should start but we’re worried that nothing has happened because I was made to believe that Kadura is already in Ukra. That’s why the plague is being delayed!”
People began to murmure at the sound of that. Bruce looked at Julius to remember his dream or vision about him being the Kadura. He didn’t want to believe it neither did he want to tell anybody about it. But he was certain that Julius wasn’t his child and unfortunately the boy had no idea that Bruce wasn’t his biological father.
“Why are you staring at me father?” Julius caught him.
“Nothing, my child. I’m just surprise how Kadura is already in Ukra on the first day.” Bruce averted his eyes.
“He must be hiding somewhere.” Julius thought immaturely. Bruce smiled at his Statement.
Nevertheless, the king continued as the soliloquy died down. “I demand that the Kadura should report to my chamber before night fall tomorrow!” he concluded and left his seat to his chamber where he summoned Nero, the captain of the knights. Only both of them were here. The king walked to a bottle of wine where he poured some in a glass cup and sipped a quantity.
“Nero?” he called the captain.
“My King.” Nero replied.
“I called you here because it’s important and secretive. “I want you to take your men, find who this Kadura is and kill him.” the king ordered.
“Yes, sir.” Nero matched forward and was called back by the king who said, “Make no mistake.” Nero nodded and left while the king began to think critically with the glass wine in his hand …….
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Another Story by the Author: Game Of Secrets
TO BE CONTINUED
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