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Chapitre 11: The court room

Ustra's Stallion was escorted by some Warriors and stout figured Men. 

They were her bodyguards. 

One of the Commander stopped me as I followed closely behind Ustra's lead while we arrived at the palace.

"You go no further.!" He yelled.

"She is my newly maidservant, I will show her around the palace and provinces for some reasons known to me, let her in at once!" Ustra intervened.

She already have me covered the lower part of my face right from underneath my lower lashes to my chest and instructed not to utter a word or look into anyone's faces.

Ustra disguised me as her maidservant. The first of its kind ever, as she had never had one all her life.

She said for some personal reasons, as she disclosed to me while we were on our way to the palace.

We passed through a very tall gate and the very greenish plain before us seem unending.

The buildings and castles seemed so far that they looked so tiny. 

To me, walking that long for everyone was a punishment.

Horses were not allowed.

One of the major things I also noticed were the flag poles all around the plains. Some flags had something like snakes like pythons, Some had foxes on them, some elephants, some hyena, on them. 

There were some I didn't get the privilege to see clearly, as we moved faster due to the delay. 

 We had passed through the land of flat plains interspersed with beautiful scenery of hills and mountains.

There were quaint little towns set on the Eastern part of bucolic surroundings,and the picturesque hilltop villages that looked as if they were propping up the vast unblemished blue sky.

Ustra tilted her head slightly and sniffed in some air. 

"How I have longed to serve you oh province of the Spirits!." She said.

We arrived at the Palace's terrace. 

I watched as other palace officials stood in two's and three's. 

Some of them were pointing at Ustra as she walked slowly down the isle. Face covered.

They kept murmuring and she ignored.

She stopped abtruptly and turned, 

"Remain calm..." She said, As we finally walked into the court room.

The room was, from the entrance a very long narrowed passageway leading to a very big semi-circle court room. 

It was on the east wing of the main palace.

I could see some officials floating in the Air. 

They appeared to be on the second floor in the court Room as some remained just below them.

I could recall there were about thirty officials on each sides.

Just then Ustra bowed and I mimicked her. 

"Step aside" she said quietly, almost whispering.

I raised my head slightly to see if I could catch a quick glance at everyone.

To my greatest surprise, Myian, My stepmother Brianna's brother was there. He stood firmly behind the person I think Ustra has been referring to as Fyren.

"What is Myian and Brianna up to? What is he doing here?.. or has he sold us to this people?" My eyes dilated in bewilderment and confusion as I muttered underneath my mask.

Fyren appeared to be much lanky and very handsome.

He looked more of a full built figure just opposite our direction. 

He also had a very long brightly peached colored extensions, a slightly narrow nose, broad chin and deep grayish-brown eyes and a moderately small lips.

His flowing wine and greenish tainted silk robe held so much beautiful designs and royal patterns at it's hem.

I could perceive a strong scent of alcohol from him. 

"Was that Fyren? The prince?" I wondered in delight as I remained motionless.

"Why couldn't he float in the air too?" I muttered to myself. 

Obviously, no one knew. But it was like my sense of smell heightened and I could perceive different aromas, ointments, spices, wines, all at once streaming from the palace surroundings.

I started feeling nauseous again so, I staggered a bit and straightened up.

Instantly, I noticed an empty place beside the one who appeared to be the emissary, as the title on his robe directed.

Immediately, Ustra filed in with me and I watched slowly as she ascended above me. 

She was standing afloat, all by herself, just like some of the powerful looking officials in the court room.

A figure I figured was the queen, hollared from behind the skillfully woven baroque patterned fabric curtains used to cover the royal seat from the ordinary officials.

"As I have spoken, so it must be done!" The queen said.

"MAINE-ARMIN-AHAL!" The chorus came rumbling as we all fell to our knees. Even those afloat knelt in the Air.

"Ustra? I heard you brought in the the Blue Moon Werewolves, for what reasons have you done this?" The queen asked with a stronger tone.

"Yes, I am I need of an urgent thing I seek amongst them. They left me no choice than to bring them down, for I'll be able to retrieve what I seek amongst them under my supervision and in my territory!." Ustra replied.

The Prince I perceived to be Prince Fyren Interrupted the conversation,

"You still find it hard to honor your queen? Your territory?! How insolent of you!. I am the heir to the throne Yet you say your territory?. 

Your act of foolishness has moved the Emperor of the Northan gates to move against us!" He stamped the ground fiercely.

Ustra folded her arms as she watched him below her heels,

"Fyren! This is non of your business!" She pointed at him in fury.

"Your grace", Ustra turned to the queen.

"I believe as the eldest daughter and the rightful heir to the throne, I have the right to do as I please in my father's kingdom. 

As long as I tread with much grace and wisdom. I'm in no competition with your son! Stop questioning my actions!". Ustra replied.

"Oh? Would you tell that nonsense you just said now to the Emperor? He requested for the spoils to be sent as a retribution for the peace threaty we both signed!. We were constrained not to go past the border for the next Seven months and you intentionally broke it!" He yelled. 

"A rightful heir who goes about breaking rules I see!" He gave her an eye shoot. 

Ustra smiled sheepishly,

"Oh, King Fyren do you feel threatened now? Do you feel I might get my hands on that pearl before you do?." Ustra flinched her head lightly. 

The queen, I observed from the distance, as I can could see through the curtains. Was biting at her nails and blowing air slightly to the golden jewelries on her fingers as though no one was there.

I doubt she paid much attention to the officials.

For a moment I paused and wondered what pearl they were referring to.

 I gulped hurriedly and looked keenly at my wrist.

I could see the pearl of ottsa slightly glow and come alive as they conversed.

I tried to slowly conceal my hands underneath my gown. 

 

"You!"

 A voiced called out amidst the uproar and arguments among the captains and ministers, and all dignitaries.

It was the priestess floating beside the minister-of-the-right. 

Everyone's gaze got fixed on the priestess and myself. 

The court instantly shimmered.

"Who are you?" The priestess asked.

She motioned closer a little bit, almost crossing over to our side which was on the left side of the court room.

I began to shiver from my stomach.

My heart raced and throbbed with so much pain and ache.

I remembered very vividly that Ustra had previously warned me not to stare, maybe I had become more like my stepmother Brianna, I forgot for a moment that not everyone was Ustra.

I wished on that instant that the ground had opened up and swallowed me.


Chapitre 12: Bitter tears

The priestess strained a little bit and pulled the mask off my face as I remained quite.

I turned my face downward to prevent a direct contact with the priestess, I wasn't sure Myian saw me.

"Who are you?" She asked the third time. 

"I.. I'm" I stuttered as I bowed my face to the ground.

"She is my new maidservant and I intend showing her around" Ustra interrupted as she decends slowly to where I was.

"What part do maidservants have in the inner court's portion Ustra?." The priestess exclaimed.

She appeared hostile towards Ustra.

"How does that affect you Miguel?, Did you bother asking Fyren who he brings in during the court meetings? Or who that man is, that's behind him? He brings whomever he wishes to the meetings and I'm sure someday he must have brought in some of these filthy wench disguised as men, all in the name of ." Ustra paused,

"Silence!" The queen snapped.

"Would you not mind your words before me?!" She added.

"MAINE-ARMI-NA-HAL!" They chorused again on their Knees and I joined them too.

Miguel the priestess returned to her place.

"Your filial servant Shilon, the minister-of-the-right your grace" He stepped foward and bowed before the queen.

"Speak!" The queen responded.

"Your grace, what should be done? Since the king is currently Ill, unable to face the Emperor and Emperor Jeen would see no queen other than His. 

Do we send what he had requested or an envoy beforehand?." The minister-of-the-right, Shilon, asked.

"I would suggest Ustra be sent instead, since she had brought this on us. Why should another take blames for her consequential actions!" Prince Fyren said

I shrunk back at what he said, non of the officials seem to favor Ustra.

From the books I've read, people who go visiting as envoys especially because of some wrong doing don't usually come back with their heads.

"I know we are deeply concerned about the Emperor of the Northan gates and his unbearable demands but how about the unusual suppressing force I could feel in this arena? Your grace?" Miguel the priestess retorted.

The queen raised her left hand a little bit past her shoulder,

"General?, How many armies are stationed outside palace presently?" She asked.

"Your grace, we have in total about one hundred and twenty two thousand fox-spirit foot soldiers, sixty thousand hefty snake-spirit commanders, sixty three thousand thunder drivers and..." Miguel, the priestess interrupted him.

She fell on her knees,

"My queen, your grace. I do not speak of the armies or battles we must be prepared to fight with full strength but..." She paused.

"The Werewolves Ustra had brought into the province had caused the evil aura, I could possibly feel and touch it with my hands!" Fyren said, cutting Miguel off.

Prince Fyren was so fond of interrupting the officials, despite he seem to be the youngest among them.

He seem to behave too rashly, possibly because the queen never paid attention. I wondered.

I saw Myian whispering into prince fyren's ears.

I felt a little bit scared, I'm sure he must have seen me.

My heart throbbed with so much distress.

"Prince Fyren, please, would you let the priestess explain all by herself? It would be wiser we deal with this without being sentimental about it". The emissary said as he bowed.

Prince Fyren shook his head slowly, showing his disapproval towards the emissary but he remained calm.

I've never seen such a prince as saucy as prince Fyren. 

Despite his unique stature and handsomeness, he behaved totally different from all I've read in Petra's books.

"Your grace, I would plead an audience with you privately, something is not just right here!" Miguel said firmly, turning her face at my direction.

Ustra stepped foward immediately,

"Your grace.." she said,

"I wouldn't know what Miguel is trying to say or what aura or omen she's talking about. I never allowed the Blue Moon Park into the province because I knew doing that would attract the emperor's wrath. I never killed a single soul, except that the seven winged creature attached and killed some of our armies" Ustra paused.

"How then was it possible that the seven winged creature attached the troops and I?" 

She sighed softly and continued,

"And from what I've learned about the king's from the North, the seven winged creature is certainly a king's pet. Usually assigned to the king from birth" Ustra said.

I saw some of the officials nod in agreement.

The minister-of-the-right and the chief of the guardians seem to be muttering words in agreement.

"Someone amongst us had done this, someone must have reported to Emperor Jeen that I had moved some troops from the province," Ustra flinched her right hand.

"The spies could be anywhere around the palace and even among the officials. I drove the Werewolves to the barricaded magic webbed walls at the relegated walls, just before the border. Agrabos, nyvnne, shimon and some other troops could attest to this, your grace. These spies that has brought this upon us would be exposed soon!" She exclaimed firmly.

Some rays of flashes could be seen underneath her red and blue silky hood attached to her flowing robe.

"This is your filial servant your grace, eunuch Leon." 

"I would advice, just as prince Fyren had suggested, that lord Ustra, as it is according to the law, report to the Emperor and present a full explanation and plead before him. My queen" Eunuch leon said. 

"Do you all agree to this?" The queen asked.

"Yes, your grace" they all chorused, except for Ustra and myself.

I could feel the disgust in ustra's countenance and the turbulent rage in her cain's as we knelt before the queen.

"The court is dismissed" The herald yelled.

"Miguel?" The queen called out.

"Yes, your grace?," The priestess motioned a little bit closer to the inner chamber where the queen was.

As I walked hurriedly behind Ustra out of the courtroom, I noticed Myian guesturing at my direction and before prince Fyren. 

I was too nervous to pay him much attention, so I pretended like I never saw him. 

I equally heard some words escaping from what the priestess was uttering as I couldn't make much of a sentence from the words as they filter into my ears.

"Pearl, werewolves, what serving girl?" Was all I heard.

My heart raced the more.

The words kept on fading off as we aimed for the entrance.

We eventually retuned to Ustra's quarters 

The living room had become so lightened up. 

There were so many aloes and strawberry sweet-smelling candles on the window rails and the candle stands were so numerous.

Ustra shut the door behind us and crashed on the couch.

I tried thinking about what I could say or do. All my life had always revolved around my half sisters and stepmother. 

I figured I could start somewhere. 

The events that took place at the palace had suddenly made me feel grown in few hours. 

"I'm sorry about everything" I said, as I tugged at my fingers.

I could feel the rage exuding from Ustra's aura.

"When do...you leave?" I stammered.

She pulled off her hood and sighed,

"Tanya, thank you, but I'm fine. They can conspire all they want, but I'll overcome" Ustra said.

I watched as tears slowly rolled down her cheek.

"Oh?" I fluttered, trying to decide whether to embrace her from the left or right side, or probably the center.

She leaned foward and pulled me over with so much force,

"I miss my mother!" She wept bitterly.

My gown, especially my shoulder, became so damp with tears and mucus that I felt slightly irritated.

Ustra sniffed to keep back the tears with all of her strength, 

"Dear mother, I miss you!" She unapologetically teared up the more.


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