Gémìng Shídài, or more commonly known as "ShÍdài", was a well known dynasty back in 1300. They ruled the islands of Imbrius and the Auge peninsula.
Gémìng Shídài. They were fearsome fighters and were conquering the world. Many rulers had thrown do...
Three days later, Prince Rafi returned galloping on Kuro, with his troops following him. It was night time and most of the palace was asleep, except the Queen Gul, Princess Sijil and Lady Bisma. Sijil was sitting down on a wooden log, near a water fountain, reading a book that Anushay had recommended her. When the Prince and his troops came, galloping in the palace, she hid. She did not know why. The Prince got off of Kuro, and a palace man took it to its stable.
She hid there, listening to every word they were saying.
"Saleh got murdered." She heard a husky whisper.
"Someone murdered him on purpose." said a voice. "Maybe the killer wants something."
"A murder is always done on purpose." Rafi said. "All those killings in locals are more than just mere family issues."
"Your highness, if we focus, the murders have been done in certain pattern. Man, woman, boy, girl, child, child, girl, boy, woman, man. It's repeating like this." Sijil recognized the voice. It was chief Ikram. He was a loyal Army Chief. Sijil and his daughter were friends so Sijil recognized him very well.
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
Name: Sijil Shamsuddin
Daughter of: 1st Queen
Position: 2nd Princess
Hobbies: Arts
Speciality: Sketching
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
"Another thing I noticed is that this killer is killing according to caste."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the first murder was of a local house servant, the recent is of high ranked warrior."
"At this rate, the next target will be one of the Royals." Sijil decided she had heard enough. As she turned a little, the leaves under her feet rustled.
