MY FATHER'S SWORD

When Blood is no more thicker than water

At charm's shrine, enters gadada... voice aloud like an army commander. Gadada calling on to charm the wizard, greetings from the royal prince. Where are you? or have you forgetten that today is the day to bind the oracle from our plot against the king? coming out from inner room is charm the wizard's voice... as an old hag in state of revenge, Holding the magic stick of the oracle. Speaking aloud to gadada; Oh patience! where are you? Gadada always know, that patience hunts might meat for a patient hunter. Why speak in curiosity of your mindset, Be calm gadada. charm the wizard sitting on his scary chair. As gadada turns clam like storm; Yes ! Yes!! i know it charm, you are right . But my patience is been tested with my curiosity. I don't know if you do feel my pain over forty years ago, When i lost my birth right to my brother. I am the hire to the my father's throne; And not that bastard of no kind. Tribe land kingdom needs me and him! Charm the wizard smiled with a cheek and laughed out loud mockeriy saying. Pity! Pity!! Oh pity!!! Men with their eyes! Gadada you have eyes but can not see, Even the bindfolded oracle sees more than you can. Gadada rages up, Dare not charm! Be careful with your words; Because i am not here to play cards just for fun.

Charm in serious mood... Gadada kindly take a glance on the oracle since, you can not see what is in front of your eyes.

Gadada took a glance and was shocked; What? How? When? Charm, my eyes has seen my ears. Wow! You have done it; The oracle has been bindfolded. charm the wizard smiling saying, Look gadada the fruits has grown big, it is due to be eaten! we shall strike with anger like a wild fire, the tribe land kingdom sees their king no more. Gadada laughed out loud; exactly charm! Now i can revenge that shame i felt over forty years ago, When my brother defeated me at the royal battle ground. Now the protector the oracle is no more to see our evil plot; The palace has started bleeding gigantically. the king's days are numbered in million times. Gadada shed drops of tears as he proclaimed; The king is not of my blood and I am not of his blood. Gadada and charm laughing together, Holding hands together saying.

The palace bleeds!! The kingdom cries!! We are victorious!!