“What was that all about, Captain Leonis?” I confront the captain in his cabin room in the midst of the daybreak, slamming the door open.
“Lord Ameniah, calm down.” the captain suggests.
I barely approach him to his desk while he is playing with his pipe in his mouth. It seems that I exhausted myself for a whole night resulting in a naught. God damn it! There is a surplus of spite filling up my head and I do not know if I can contain it within my chest. Truth to be told, just for a piece knowing what is the device the captain revealed upon me. There is a strange culture that is embedded in their way of living. Fort Quogsagihaxee’e. I assume that they have seen not as much blood as I do. Then earlier, one goon was trying to lecture how wars do work? Frivolous.
“What the hell was that, Captain Leonis? You told me to purge them. Well, your reptilian moxie, with all due respect, hampered me from doing so. I was in the middle of the camp. Amidst the yelling and the cadence showdown, to be honest, I did enjoy the show. But it is what I have signed for, not.“ as I emphasize my disdain towards the recent episode that occurred on the beach.
“Very well, milord. There are many things you have not seen, I believe. Because war is a clichéd analogy in terms of how people perceive as such the namesake. Now, Lord Ameniah, let’s embark on the ways of war - in a multitude of settings: diplomatically, militarily, psychologically, and many more.“ the captain sympathizes as such to my statement, implying his offer to aid me understand.
“Please enlighten me, captain.” I sigh, implying annoyance.
“Before I proceed to the discussion of the next subject matter, I would like to confer ‘this’ to you.” he places the ‘thing’ on his desk, as the captain signifies to me to take the ‘content’.
“Thank you.” I say in a courteous manner.
“That thing is called a ‘gun’. But before explaining how that stuff works, I will elaborate why you have knowledge deprivation towards the concept of warfare. I hate derailing our thoughts too far.” he chuckles, as the ‘subject’ is already in my hands.
“Sure. Have it your way, Captain Leonis. I can't wait to hear what you daresay about not knowing of the warfare and sorts. Once again, thanks for the piece.“ I reconcile with him in the end.
“Likewise, milord. And you're welcome.” the captain says, where he stands from his seat, “Well, Lord Ameniah. What do you see, perception-wise, of the world? With this kind of demeanor, it looks like that you hate this world from the depths of your hearts, actually.” concluding with the remark that I find offensive.
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“Captain, what do you mean to utter in the first place?” I raise both of my brows.
“Look, Lord Ameniah. There is something about your discernment,” Captain Leonis walks around his desk where he approaches me, in a shoulder-length, implying: “I did let you off the hook what you have said between Habaraef and I. Really, we are not that kind of intimate to each other. We maintain our relationship, to which both of the camps benefit to various degrees to keep my domain - Fort Quogsagihaxee’e, in check. While she and her clan enjoy the protection bestowed by the Celamus family. Would that make your assumptions clear?” the captain then shows his hand and as he is offering me a handshake.
“Yes, I guess so.” I reach for his hand. Then I ask: “Let's cut to the chase. What do you want me to know?” about the conversation a while ago on why I seem very vindictive.
“Perhaps, there's nothing so erroneous about yourself, milord. It is just the fuel of your rage that is unvanquishable. In my opinion, you have brought this hate when in your upbringing years up until now. I don't know what you are for now but it is just a guess.” he gives his first impression about me, where it's partially true.
“You're right, captain, you don't know just a tinge of me.” I deny his allegations.
After the verbal altercation between me and Captain Leonis in his room, as he entails me a room to sleep for his respect to me - at least. I forgive him for his audacious utterance of me and does the same for me when I disrespect him and his creature friend - Habaraef. The room is so spacious. However, it is only just an eighth (⅛) of what my actual room in Kehina can carry or fit into. The bed is cozy and warm. Well, my cradle is softer than this guest bunk. The scenery from the window is vibrant in the dark, there are stars glimmering outside where I can find not in the royal household of Kehina. I lay my body on the bed then I close both of my eyes. I know my sleep usually can reach not of my daily subsistence but at least, I have the rest that I need.
“Lord Ameniah! Lord Ameniah!” a screaming and an enormous clout knocking on the door from the other side, as I notice not - it is now morning. Based on the sunlight coming from the window.
I yawn a bit before rising myself from the bed, as I am reaching to the knob of the entrance… the shouts and the thuddings on the other side do not seem to stop. This is getting annoying, actually.
“Yes?” I answer the door, where there is a man standing at the doorstep of my room. The gentleman freezes as his tongue does move not when I appear before him in an instant.
“Yes, what is it?” I reiterate my statement, asking what kind of debacle is happening around here.
“The captain is summoning you, Lord Ameniah…”
“Right away?”
“Aye, milord.” he bows his head and leaves.
“Did he get cold feet when he saw my face? Well, that’s rude. I am not a suspicious person and not that unfortunate looking.” ranting, I breathe through my thoughts.