By Dion “Urban Hermit” Valmoriahttp://www.urbanhermit.co.cc
"Your highness, another son of yours is found dead in his royalchamber", announced the alarmed soldier. The king looked troubled yet there was not a trace of surprise on his face. Heseemed to have known that this day would eventually come.He curled his brows thinking of something and took a deep breath beforesaying, "take his body to the lost valley and leave it where the vultures wouldfeast on his flesh."Royal guards, though sympathetic to the dead heir, withdrew to follow whatthey were told. They won't dare to question the king again like what they didwhen the oldest son of their ruler was also found drained of his life anddrenched in his own blood two months ago.At the valley, they can’t help but be apologetic to the dead prince as thelatter’s body commenced a banquet for the flying cannibals. The corpsebecame the main course of the beasts’ feast.Due to the death of the two successors to the crown, the general of thepalace insisted on adding more guards to the remaining heir of the land.Months passed and everything ran smoothly. And with everything inplace, the coronation to the future ruler was scheduled by the royal advisers. The day prior to the ceremony, the night fell with the moon shining brightly. The next morning, the youngest son visited the resting chamber of his dyingfather. His father was lashed by his own sword the night before wheneveryone was busy preparing to welcome the prospect of their kingdom."Father, I just don't understand why?" said the young prince with his eyesglittering with his own tears.Gently, the weak ruler said with pride, "One day, you'll understand why I hadto crash your protectors and tried to take your life." he smiled softly before hecontinued, "For now, I'll begin a new journey in peace because I am leavingbehind not a boy, but a true gentleman. You are my legacy and I know thebeasts in the wilderness will never taste your blood."