Have you heard the news, a low hushed voice beckoned
What sort of rumors have you filled your heart with, begrudgingly said the rough but interested voice.
Smiling at the owner of the gruff voice, a young woman with tantalizing lips turned left and right, seemingly checking the coast.
"The young master has woken up."
The small smile that adorned his thick lips expecting juicy stories turned limp, this small gesture did not escape the young woman until a booming laughter escaping from his gaping mouth. She was mildly surprised, voicing her confusion in soft clear voice, but was met with more boisterous laughter.
The laughter continued for a while as though the gruff man donning the silver like armor had heard the funniest joke since his existence. The young woman had long lost interest and a blank look with obvious annoyance took form on her wonderful countenance.
ohhh, Maribel, that usele-sorry, I mean that poor young master has finally woken up from his slumber. wheezing from the laughter, he spoke
"The young master should have stayed asleep. He wouldn't have to deal with the issues he left behind but he crawled from death into his own pitiful existence. How can I not but laugh." Mocking pride infected his voice as though ,no, he viewed the eldest son as a living disgrace that did not deserve to bear the honorable and highly esteemed name of the "Telemenpha."
The obvious disdain and mockery didn't faze the beautiful Maribel, in fact she found it fitting as she shared her sentiments with the guard of the front gate "Menphis." They were both born and raised in this great and prosperous household. They received the bets of what was suited to their stations, were taught and raised by such a great family hence their loyalty and gratitude were boundless to their masters.
The big and gruff Menphis slowly turned his head and gazed at the pristine white walls of the Telemenpha household. The gold layered gates, the stark white walls and the great estate that lay behind those walls. Gratitude and loyalty welled in his heart as he slowly turned forward with a small smile on his lips. Now facing the road that lay before him, seemingly stretching toward a large city, he spoke,
"Maribel, we were born in this household, nurtured and cared for till we grew strong. Failures were culled, disappointments were shunned, the weak were trampled upon and the strong ascended to glory. Let's not forget that."
I know...Menphis, I know. Her beautiful voice clearly sharing her opinions with a calm and staid look on her face as she face forward staring at the great road before her with a clear gaze.
The wind carried a great number of rumors but one dominated all, the young master had awoken! Some shared their grievances as the reputation of the said young master, others expressed joy of warped proportions while others couldn't have been bothered by such a great piece of news. Ultimately nobody liked the young master and very few, a scant few only shared pure joy at the great news.
Wrapped in the finest silk, a slender figure on that could be called skin and bones lay on the bed. His shoulder length crimson hair seemed to have faded with the passage of time but it remained beautiful. One could tell the young man once had handsome features but had faded away leaving only an emaciated face, sunken cheeks, hollow eyes and pale skin. Laying on the finest bed, his looked through the giant floor-to-ceiling glass window with a steady gaze, staring at the setting sun.
Nobody was in this opulent room adorned with gold, silvers and precious stones except that young man. The sun's golden rays gently lit up the room casting a warm glow on the young man who seemed fixated on the setting sun.
What is on your mind...young boy?
Nothing...simply nothing.
A feminine voice filled with love, slowly filled the room like a sweet smelling fragrance. She came from somewhere, yet it did not perturb the young boy in the least.
Why are you gazing at the setting sun with such gentle look?
The young boy with staid but weak voice continued his prolonged gaze at the orange star that grew fat in the horizon.
...I feel gratitude. Its as though I have always seen the sun, but I never truly saw it until today. His weak voice carried an undeniable sense of gratitude as though he had lost everything but gained it all again giving him gratitude.
The feminine voice of mysterious origins kept its silence not wanting to disturb the young boy stare at the flaming ball of fire till it disappeared deep into the horizon.
BOOOOMM!!!
The young boy's bedroom door exploded open. Turning his head at the commotion, a lean figure on exceptional height and terrifying presence stepped into the room.
Draped in the finest leather boots, skin tight white breeches, and a silk white long-sleeved shirt with frilly ends, he stepped in to the room. His calm gaze swept through the room as though he could see the secrets hidden within. Noticing the young man's probing gaze, a small smile bloomed on his face.
Yo! Jedaiah'
Casting his gaze at the figure standing over the obliterated pieces of wood he recognized him. Long flaxen hair, doe-like eyes with an upturned nose and thin lips. His handsome features screamed excellent and his doe-like eyes screamed kindness.
Yo, Big brother Elezia. His weak voice accompanied by the weathered features of his countenance made him look utterly pitiful before the eyes of the young man sizing him up.
Taking wide strides, he stepped closer and closer till he loomed over the seated youth.
You sure look pitiful. Sleeping all this time has really taken a toll on your body. Well, it is of little importance, right now you have to rebuild your body, Father is coming.