In the pale darkness of the dead of night, white mist shrouded the hilly route, making hard for the travellers to see ahead,the sky was covered in clouds, there was no sight of the star or the moon it was quiet night, in that quiet atmosphere a horse-drawn wagon can be seen going downhill through the spiral mountain roads
The horse was running at a steady pace. In the back of the horse-drawn wagon there was place to store goods in between goods there was a guy...no a very badly wounded man was sleeping. he was looking rather unconscious, writhing in pain like he was saying "kill me now "
He was wearing a damaged knight's armor only the bottom half and some parts of the torso was still intact in that armor. his skin can be visible in the places where the armor was damaged, his helmet was still in good condition but he wasn't wearing it, it was put right next to him where he was sleeping,
there were marks of cut all over his body and there was a deep cut in his chest where blood was oozing out,his left leg was wounded the most it was looking like it hit something tough like stone or something
marks of cut can be seen on his arms, back, stomach, hands, literally all over his body but surprisingly his face was unscratched
there were no cuts or any sort of damage to his face whatsoever.
— i hear the footsteps of a running horse
In that quiet atmosphere the sound of a horse running can easily be heard, the horse was running at a steady pace not so fast or not so slow
— where am I ?
The place he was laying was in the back of the horse-drawn wagon. the floor was made out of wood and on his right side there are wooden boxes maybe containing purchasable goods, on his left side there was the end of the wagon where he can easily see the outside since the end is not covered with anything and therefore a small of moonlight was hitting the boy.
— it hurts!
Unable to move his body the boy slowly started to open his eyes, he tried rubbing his eyes with his index finger and after a few moments he slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were as dark as the night sky and his sclera had became red after rubbing his eyes for a long time
"Where am I "
With those words, he lost consciousness again
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"Where am I"
This was the first few words he spoke after waking up from a deep sleep, then he started to look around him, he found himself sleeping in a bed, his wounds were covered in bandages,the body of the bed was made out of wood and top was covered with soft white sheets
The room was made out of bamboo wood and mud, the ceiling was also made out of bamboo and hay
There was a window right next to the bed he was sleeping on, from the window sun rays were coming and hitting the floor, there was also a door right infront of him and a table and a chair on the left side of him, on the table there were some books stacking on top of one another, the room was oddly clean and cold.
"Ahh!! I...can't...move.."
After analyzing his surroundings he started to wake up from the bed but he quickly realised that he can't get up due his injury in his left leg and other organs, he decided to gave up and wait for someone to arrive from the door in front of him
"....."
He closed his eyes and tried to sleep again, the room was quite and cold, A perfect atmosphere to sleep. After a few minutes he went back to sleep.
"The same unfamiliar ceiling huh"
"Ohh, you're awake, good morning"
"Ahhh!!"
Right after waking up the sudden voice of someone else's startled him, he was sleeping on the bed while looking at the bamboo-hay ceiling
There was an old man sitting on a chair next to him, he was holding a book in his hand
"Young man, you don't have to be so startled, i am just an old man"
He said while closing the book and placing it on the table
"So young man, where are you from ? "
The old man: "I was returning from Manipur through the mountain roads that's where I found you laying on the road.... unconscious... covered in blood...when i first saw you i thought you would be dead but to my surprise you were breathing, so i took you with me"
The old man:"i covered your wounds with bandages too"
"Aa... thank you and...really sorry"
"Don't worry about it, so young man how is your wounds now are you feeling any better ?"
" yes I am feeling a little better now but I don't think I can walk due to my injuries"
He said that while looking at his legs, his legs were wounded very badly especially the left leg, although the legs are covered with bandages it's possible that the bone is broken
"Ohh your legs, i checked them and thankfully any of the bone aren't broken but the wounds are serious so it will take some time to recover properly"
"...."
"You can stay here for the time being, its best for you to stay here and recover since your legs are in such a bad condition that you can't anywhere"
Upon hearing his remark, the boy's eyes welled up, and with a smile, he said in a voice choked with gratitude
"Thank you, thank you so much !"
" Ohh you don't have to thank me, besides we have plenty of rooms so it won't be any problem"
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The old man: " so young man if you don't mind can you tell me your name ?"
"my name? My name is Felix, Felix Buhaguhai. And you ? "
"Ohh my name is Bhupendra Nath Thakur"
The old man: " so Felix....who are you? Are you a soldier? "
It obvious that the old man made that assumption from the boy's armour, the armour was damaged heavily and below the torso everything was almost broken, it was clear that the armour got damaged in a battle
After hearing his question Felix ponder for a bit and said
" I was one of the knights in the war against rebellions"
" So you were fighting against them but how did you end up like this?"
" They were attacking the palace from 3 sides, commander-in-chief ordered us fight in the west mountain regions, we all mobilized our forces and went there to protect our king, but I fell from the mountain while fighting against them "
"Ohhh i am sorry"
"You don't have to apologise"
Felix: " wait! Do you know what is the result of the war? Did we win? "
"Ahm actually we won the war but..."
After hearing that they won the war he felt a little excitement as well as a sense of relief
Bhupendra: " but the king died in the war"
"King died ?"
All the excitement and sense of relief washed away without a trace after hearing his later remark and all that left was shock, grief and sadness
"How did that happened? It's impossible! With that many forces to protect him its impossible for someone to kill the king"
Bhupendra: " I don't know any of the details, i only heard that news from the locals, but I am sure that the news is not wrong,"
[Meow]
Suddenly a noise came from the door, both Felix and Bhupendra looked at the door instinctively, form that door a four legged fury animal emerged, yes it was a cat. The cat fur colour was white with black dots in it
The cat came running from that door jumped right onto bed and from the bed the cat jumped again onto the table, the cat landed onto some books and because of that landing some of the books fell of the table
[Meow]
Felix: " whaaa!"
Bhupendra: " haaa!"
[Meow]
[Hey cookie where did you run off ?]
" Grandfather have you seen cookie? She ran off again somewhere"
Saying that, a little girl peeked her head from the door