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The Second Movement
Chapter 12: Dark
Messenger
Sekai dropped to the ground and cursed. Even if she was a ‘field’
officer, her actual hours on the so called field were probably less than
Kuruma’s. Mostly Barune handled these calls, but now the old man had
sent them all out. Much to her dismay.
"At least we’re together." Kuruma, sensing his lover’s mood
said, "Lots of time to fool around, and to make plans that will meen
his downfall. Revenge is sweet, my dear."
"It’ll only be sweet if I can break his ankles using 80pound steel
weights crashing down on his legs. If I can make him grovel through dirt
for the tiniest speck of food and then mock him when I have the dogs eat
it in stead of him."
"Especially vindictive today, aren’t we." Kuruma smiled,
"It’s good to see you’ve got your spirits back." All the
acting in the castle meant he saw little of his beloved Sekai.
"Give me a kiss and make it alright, I feel like i’m dieing out
here."
Kuruma smirked and bent down, "Your wish is my command."
***
Crows flew of and on from the Palace Court and
Arrenji received messages from his underlings. Barune had been succesful
in preventing a passage to the West, and was on the trail of the group,
aided by a young man who he seemed to have taken pity on. Arrenji was
again thrown off by the man’s behaviour. Even if he seemed cold and
uncaring, why had he taken in an orphaned pickpocket? Did it have
something to do with Barune’s wellkept secret past? Or was it just a
whim of the man that tried to throw of Arrenji’s thoughts on him every
chance he got?
Still, Arrenji had more faith in Barune than he had in the couple of
backstabbers he kept intentionally close. But maybe the time had come to
cut them off for a while. A vacation in the jungle with the least amount
of comfort available might make them remember who was boss.
Sighing, Arrenji took out pen and paper and set on a long letter of past
events and future plans he wanted Kuruma and Sekai to fulfill for him.
Some were mere wild goose chases, other were necessary tasks, but every
last one of them would seem equally important once Arrenji had woven them
into the story.
Wheels were turning, Fates were twisting. Soon a change would come and
Arrenji fervently wished his plans would prove enough to make him the
final victor...
End of the Second Movement
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