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The Gathering Place of Rebels
Along the road toward the duchy palace, General Argananta rarely saw any merchants on the roadside. Even when he looked at the marketplace, there were no crowds of traders spilling outside. This clearly contradicted the report from the gate guards, who claimed that many merchants had entered the Duchy of Tambakboyo.Before arriving at the palace gate, General Argananta ordered ten of his soldiers to sweep through the duchy. To him, something felt suspicious, as the facts before his eyes clashed with the guards’ earlier report.Upon reaching the front gate of Tambakboyo’s palace, the four guards on duty immediately bowed in respect.Two of them opened the gate and allowed General Argananta and his small retinue to enter.Together with two of his men, General Argananta hurried toward the main hall. The four guards stationed there also saluted the influential figure of the Sastrajingga Kingdom.One of the guards quickly entered the
The Fruit Doesn’t Fall Far from the Tree
As the proverb says, experience is the best teacher, Arya proved it on their second night. This time he was more patient, no longer rushing with passionate attacks, but instead moving with gentle play that lifted his wife to the heavens.Unlike the previous night, they only had one round this time. But for Arya and Ratnasari, it felt far more beautiful than the first night. The two of them then drifted to sleep, wrapped in exhaustion that blended with satisfaction.The next morning, the newlyweds emerged with bright faces. They looked refreshed after bathing, showing no sign of fatigue.They had already agreed to return to the Purareksa Kingdom that very day. Before leaving, however, they needed to bid farewell to King Dharmalaksana and Queen Dyah Pitaloka.“Father, Mother, we cannot linger here. This morning we must return to the royal city of Purareksa. I worry that if we stay away too long, something undesirable may happen,” said Arya
Heaven on Earth
The handsome young man, now officially a husband, gazed at his wife’s face with the utmost tenderness. A rosy blush spread across Ratnasari’s smooth, fair cheeks.The daughter of a prominent figure of the dark sect was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. Embarrassment from Arya’s unrelenting gaze made her restless, yet at the same time, she was ready to surrender the purity she had guarded all this time to her beloved husband.That night, inside their chamber, Arya and Ratnasari—now united as husband and wife—finally experienced the beauty of their first night together.Arya’s fingers slipped inside Ratna’s clothing, slowly tracing every inch of her flawless skin that now rightfully belonged to him.Ratna closed her eyes, savoring sensations she had never felt before.As a normal man eager to taste the pleasures of heaven on earth, Arya did not wait long before seizing Ratna, who seemed resigned yet willing to accept his advances.<
The First Night
After a long time of merely observing without doing anything, Arya finally began to move his pen. Line after line flowed across the map, guided by the thoughts in his mind as he planned out his war strategy.From time to time, Arya paused to reread what he had written. He understood that no strategy in the world could ever be perfect. Every plan must have its weaknesses, and its success depended entirely on the counter-strategy used by the enemy.After nearly four hours at his desk, Arya finally completed his battle plan. The final step was to visualize it in his mind. By doing so, he could better identify which points needed improvement.Half an hour later, his chamber door was knocked from outside. Arya was slightly surprised, for he had already instructed the guards not to allow anyone to disturb him that night until he came out himself.The handsome young man rose and walked toward the door, opening it. Standing there was Prince Bimalaksana, accompanied by their father.“No wonder
Planning the Strategy
Arya gave a bitter smile at those words. Still, he did not feel hurt, because the insult was directed at him, not at those dearest to him.“I actually feel sorry for you, Brother. You only had to wait for the throne to pass down to you, yet you made an unforgivable mistake.”“Stop talking, Jaya! Get out of here, I’m sick of seeing your face!” Prince Dewalaksana snapped.Arya smirked. “It is fortunate the Divine did not decree you to be the king of Sastrajingga, Brother,” he said before walking away.“You will surely lose, Jaya! This kingdom will be defeated!” Prince Dewalaksana shouted so loudly that his voice echoed outside.Arya continued walking without even glancing toward Prince Bimalaksana’s cell, even though he passed right by it.Meanwhile, in a private chamber, Queen Dyah Pitaloka was speaking earnestly with her husband about the plan to wed Arya and Ratnasari. The ruling pair of the Sastrajingga kingdom looked overwhelmed with joy.Their happiness was not without reason—both
The Agreement
Queen Dyah Pitaloka could see the confusion on both of their faces. Yet she remained silent, allowing them time to think. Being kind to others did not mean ignoring one’s own most important interests—marriage, for example.Therefore, she pressed her youngest son to proceed with the marriage.“Can’t it be postponed until after the war, Mother?”“What if you die in the war? Have you not promised to marry Ratna after the war? How will you keep that promise if death comes first? Do you wish Ratna to suffer forever?” Queen Dyah Pitaloka bombarded him with words.Deep inside, Arya admitted that what his mother said was true. Yet in his heart, he was very certain he would not die in the war.As if reading his thoughts, Queen Dyah Pitaloka continued, “You may have abilities as high as the sky, my son. But no one knows the decree of the Divine. There may well be someone stronger than you, who could defeat you.”Her words shook his soul. Arya realized arrogance had taken root in his mind. It wa
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