The Odyssey of the moon

CHAPTER FOUR •~ GLOOMED BY DESPAIR•~

CHAPTER FOUR ~•GLOOMED BY DESPAIR•~

"Zuke, the path you thread is not for you, you could cry a thousand times but you shouldn't let the pain to trap its roots in your heart" My master said

Zuke Aldhalore the name that once trembled through Tredolor. Alpha king of the mountains surrounding his territory that brought fought powers of the moon. The one that ruled the united packs of the mighty wolves. A Kingship that has sustained through ages.

Perhaps if my master hailed the weak king in that way, may be he could rise from the ashes of his grief, If only his throne mattered to him.

I ask myself what mattered to the Alpha king, his life, his throne, his people or his Luna. Even his Luna would choose life for him.

"Zuke, you can't continue to live like this. Even if I tried to heal you. It will all be in vain because you are still lost in your grief. You have to let go" my master continued.

My master muttered those words to Alpha Zuke, even if he was drifting, no matter how far his grief has lead him he could still hear the voices within his surrounding but we couldn't console him not even master could console him.

my master selected a quinine leave amongst the herbs he had assembled and placed it in the king's palm. He locked it in but the king was too weak to hold it.

"Is there any hope" Drahul asked

Drahul's hidden emotions panicked, his emotions modified like it knew something dreadful was on its way. He was good at concealing his feelings under an opaque etiquette but I was still able to see through it; a technique my master called the inner lucidum' an eye that sees through emotions.

I have sensed fear lurking in drahul's heart. As much as he wanted the king to survive this grief he was still scared of loosing him.

"I could only sense a tint of hope" my master said

"Normally when a mate dies it doesnt take long to outgrow the grief and find another mate, But zuke has held on closely to his Luna even in life and death and if he continued her soul might not pass on peacefully"

My master said 'normally' as though it was easy to fall in love again with another mate. It wasn't going to be easy but that shouldn't give the Alpha king a cause to die. He had to rise up and fall in love again.

"What do you mean? Don't tell me he is clinged to Luna's soul" Drahul panicked. This could only mean one thing, death was calling the Alpha king and he might go for it in other to abode forever with his Luna.

To die for love while on the throne will be humiliating to the Kingship of the Aldhalores the royal family of Tredolor.

"If the king keeps holding onto his Luna's soul then it could only mean one thing'

"And what was that" Drahul asked.

It means that the king was between life and death, just like a coin has the head and tail and you get to choose by flipping it.

In this case If the Head was for life and tails for death, The Alpha King would not flip it. He has refused to flip the coin because he wasn't ready to choose between the life and death.

His soul has clinged to his Luna's soul and couldn't let go because he had grieved her death for too long. He wasn't willing to let go nor ready to choose.

My master didn't reply Drahul, he felt like the mystery of the king's illness was incomprehensible. I wish I could describe the Alpha King's demise to Drahul using the coins explanation but My master was incharge I shouldn't overide him. I shouldn't be faster than my shadow.

Drahul knelt beside the king drooling over the thought of loosing the king. His imagination drew faster. If the king died without a heir, if the king died at such an early stage in his kingship. If... So may if's ran through Drahul's mind, I could see it all.

"We have to bring him back before he chooses death" my master began after a brief silence.

Drahul gave a quick glance at my master. "Bring him back" he exclaimed "he was never gone, he is here. Breathing he is just sick and needs healing. You can do that right? It's your division"

"We are going to sojourn to the balance, to bring back the king"

The Balance, it was the bridge between life and death. The King was hanging there he wanted to live for his people but yet he wanted death so that he could be with his Luna forever. The Luna's soul is clinging on the death side of the bridge while the king stands on the balance if he doesn't let go the Luna won't drift to the after life.