Diplomacy has failed. It is war, indeed. They told me I was mediocre but I reflected on myself. I know the answer itself. I do may not change much of the world but for sure, my contributions will be distinguished at home. Kehina is my home.
The wedding was abrogated all of a sudden. Kehina is in great danger. Well at least, the exchanging of vows was finished. I know what it feels like pooping on someone's gig. I got one but on the receiving end. Making a scene is ain't in my style. Not a buzz killer nor disparaging people in the public. That is beyond me.
"This emperor guy really is something. His ambitions are limitless and elsewhere, he wants his legacy to be etched in every pillar of this world." I say in a furious manner yet calmly.
"The vestiges and idols are everywhere. Ubiquitous as it seems, nevertheless they are the influence of the pagan portrayal." Ameniah implies, bolstering to my same sentiment.
"Well, enough of these trifles. I have business to take in check." adding, as Ameniah leaves pertaining to the matter he is going to attend to.
I was made fun of by my townsfolk in the countryside saying that me and my performance were not good enough to compete at the stage. A contention either domestic competition or international. Now, I am a well qualified general serving under the banner of Kehina. An army whom I am in control, a respect I deserved, and an honor well placed on my plaque of feats and achievements.
So am I. I have my own worries that needs an answer to a solution.
I talk to a guard stationed at the entrance of the war council room: "What is the current situation?" in a polite voice.
He does not speak and just looks me directly into my eye. The sentry post delivers his respect towards me in a subtle nod by bowing his head. He reaches for the knob as he opens the door. The guard presents me inside the chamber. There are the leaders of the defense who are waiting for me to come.
"Marshal Ailsa, we are honored to confer with your audience." says one who sits beside my place.
"We expect your presence, general." also one who is place adjacent to the right of my seat.
"Salutations, marshal! Hope you are doing well in this turbulent times." a female general greets me at the distance while she is preparing herself to sit.
"I am very grateful for welcoming me here, ladies and gents. No matter how sticky it may be I know, hand on heart, Kehina won't fumble. And how many times and how tempestuous it is, we will prevail." I return back their greetings with a mild and nonchalant sensation.
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Same case happened when I was vying for my importance as a candidate to be a consort of the incumbent. They laughed at my ambition bearing that it was too presumptuous. I proved the people who mocked me wrong at that very moment.
Her name is Anda Carylle. She is the queen of Kehina, of the Carylle Family; the last of her dynasty, the surviving daughter of the late-queen Margarette, the fourth child in order out of the eight children. Luck favored me and Lady Anda recognized my ability. The episodes were subsequently granted. Now, she is my mistress - my other half, my domina, my fortitude, my way of living.
"We need to thank Lord Ameniah for keeping the peace. But now, perhaps, due to the drastic changes, may the gods see us smite those arrogant heathens prompting to destroy our nation." say the female general, as she expresses her scorn upon the arbitration of the Inglovian Emperor.
"We need to thank Lord Ameniah for keeping the peace. But now, perhaps, due to the drastic changes, may the gods see us smite those arrogant heathens prompting to destroy our nation." say the female general, as she expresses her scorn upon the arbitration of the Inglovian Emperor.
"Indeed, not only that they ridiculed our belief but also slaying our children in their barbaric lands." as one of the war council members, a fellow general, follows the similar statement of the prior.
"Lord Ailsa, what are we going to do with these 'Aslab' men and children in our land?" inquires the one who is besides me.
"I demand vengeance out of all. With neither insinuations nor considerations asked." as the one of the war generals who opposes leniency, interjects by giving a rather harsh judgment.
"Fellow generals, ladies and gents. Those ideas may be put on hold. Any misgivings that the opposition incurred is not upon our discretion to deal with. Yes, we are furious about what happened in Inglovia. The dark times for our diasporic cousins in that empire are upon them. All we have to do is to pray for their safety, for their salvation of their dead souls, and hope things won't escalate further." in a level headed manner, I imply, as I am trying to diminish their ire towards the present situation.
"As you wish, Lord Ailsa." as they shout in clamor responding to my call.
"Is there anything else that needs to be discussed about, fellow blood leaders?" asking with courtesy, as I call upon them once again.
"Well, my esteemed marshal of Kehina, Lord Ailsa. They are definitely some more. Under our consenus and even went into a heated argument before..." one of the members of the war council insetted, as they laugh.
He clears his throat and he resumes: "... like I said, they are things come into a matter but we presumed that it can wait for the next conference." to finish his rhetoric to the matter when the tittering has fizzled out.
"Well then, brave leaders of Kehina. This meeting is dismissed." as I declare concluding this secret conclave, where right away the generals proceed to their personal endeavors.
She may have four men occupied in her heart but my service to her won't falter. I am Aisla of Kehina. No matter what is the cost; I will put myself, my deed, and my intent to her - Queen Kehina. I am the bastion of this nation, my home, and I hold it dearly. This responsibility? I wear it with pride.