11- LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC - EVIL PERSONIFIED - SECTION 27

11- LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC - EVIL PERSONIFIED - SECTION 27 - (BOOK 11- FINAL CHAPTER)

 

Indigo Owls,’ and The Shadow Brigades’ most recent concurrent reports however had revealed that radical elements and nonconformists had once again re-materialized, this time from the most unlikely quarter, though there had been no further activity since Lord Shouzi Yozdek’s dispatch (the now missing blackmail letter) which instigated a rebellion.

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The culprit Lord Shouzi's procrastination had nonetheless indicated that the planned uprising had been aborted or temporarily shelved. Latter being the stronger probability, and considering that Shouzi was no fool, nor would he undertake any action by halves, it meant that there was a far sinister ploy already in the works. This had warranted another prompt, stealthy (covert) incursion to quell the burgeoning trouble at the source; and so, Qarzten Caimund along with the small division of Black Band Guard Regiment had henceforth been swiftly dispatched to first secure irrefutable proof and then lawfully and permanently resolve this problem.  

Back in capital, Sovereign Zakhertan Yozdek’s able agents from the Shadow Brigade meanwhile, had some time prior initiated the first part of the contingency plan by discreetly releasing certain information to Egil Viggoaries’s core team which in turn, had unleashed the anticipated, predictable set of events.

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Zakhertan Yozdek showing atypical (uncharacteristic) patience in the interim, had bided his time for an apt revenge on the Lord Shouzi Yozdek; for the moment it was sufficient to set in motion certain undertakings to simply demoralize the Lord's supporters and, to make the Lord's life an insufferable, nightmarish Hell.  

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Zakhertan Yozdek, being always informed of all his key subjects’ whereabouts, he knew that Lord Shouzi Yozdek would decidedly be residing at this time of the year in his favorite, posh residence (chateau) built on the higher altitude and in midst of dense, forested region of Kunset Mountains.

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Two or three times a year Shouzi stayed at this mansion (which was deceptively, well guarded and built to withstand any hostile incursion), to indulge in his favorite pastime, hunting, as there was in that pristine woodland, ample abundant game.

Zakhertan Yozdek’s stern visage (features) gradually eased as he now pondered and envisioned in his mind's eye the anticipated reaction of Lord Shouzi when he received the special, anonymous box from Channing:   

At dusk Lord Shouzi Yozdek and his group of riders (with their mounts’ backs laden with game) returning from a typical hunting excursion, would pass through the heavily guarded front gate into the courtyard.

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The Chief Steward would at once rush out of the main building eager to assist his lordship in dismounting his chocolate brown stallion; solicitously, in a servile manner he would then trail Lord Shouzi and his selective group of friends (hunters), passing through the front foyer with an elaborate, three-story staircase and upper halls, then enter into the grandiose (rather ostentatious) reception hall.

Their mounts, meanwhile, would have been led to the stables, while the prize trophies: a deer, dozens (heaps) of hares, a wild boar or two, and the copious game birds (wild geese, turkey, ducks etc.), would have all been swiftly hauled, to the storage or to the kitchens, by the army of underlings. They would become the centerpieces of subsequent (succeeding) days’ feasts.

Lord Shouzi's smile would broaden as he temporarily (fleetingly) halting just inside the entrance of the huge drawing room, his approving (laudatory) gaze sweeps succinctly over (take in the picture of) his faithful guests, before subsequently extending his pithy (concise) felicitations to them.

Zakhertan at this point seditiously smirked,  envisioning the notable patricians, Lord Shouzi’s so called loyal friends: those who did not partake in the exercise of hunt, a frailer bunch nevertheless vital, erudite gentry, and the snobbish male or female coquettes (flirts) all decked out in their colourful brocade attire (garments, gowns) and adorned with gleaming gems-  leisurely lounging about, engaged either in board games or private conversations, some reading, some smoking a pipe, some pensively brooding while they listen to the delightful music; and, fewer still indulging their pallets (tastebuds) as they partake in rare morsels (artistically arranged, mounted on top silver ornate trays on the buffet table) , blending it with the small sips from golden goblets, Lord’s( private reserves of) vintage wines.  

Some pretend not to have noticed his presence; few of those however, those that are not too supercilious (haughty, egotistical), though prior engrossed (occupied, absorbed), for a moment they pause (halt) what they are doing and in way of nod and a slight smile, reciprocate their akin, customary polite greetings (salutations) to him.

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Subsequently, the Lord and his hunting party withdraw to their private quarters to be refreshed, washed (cleaned) and don (put on, change into) more appropriate attire (clothing); they would then return to (re-group at) the huge dining room, to partake in the sumptuous feast and merry making.

Seated at the head of the table Lord Shouzi would then, embellishing the details, recount (describe) to the captive audience, the day's hunt, while the scantily dressed servants bustle about to and for (trotting back and forth), serving them more wine or lager beer, hot from the oven spicy bread, varied braised or barbecued meat, some of it in rich stew with plenty of vegetables.  Next, topping their culinary delight, would come the diverse (mixt) pastries- blood-pudding deserts, pies, multi-layer cakes and, finally, exotic fruits.

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At this juncture, unexpectedly just then a messenger from Channing would arrive at the gate; horse and rider would be drenched in sweat from days’ ceaseless riding, with the mount's hooves having churned up huge clouds of dust along the way. The courier covered in dust would nevertheless be allowed to mount the steps and be let into the atrium (vestibule), where which after a short wait he would present His Lordship the gold and gem inlaid gift box. Lord Shouzi would receive it graciously, grinning (beaming) from ear to ear, seeing that it was from the Capital and anticipating therefore, only the best tidings…But then comes the delicious scene!  

Zakhertan Yozdek had wished that he could have been there and witnessed firsthand the contemptible Lord's horror, reflected in every one of his attendants’ faces, as his gaze remained frozen upon the mutilated, though quite recognizable head of Nijel Pinng, his so-called invaluable agent, staring at him, that morbid face instantly dashing all hopes into bits and searing his heart with an inexplicable fear.

 And in the aftermath of it, when Lord Shouzi quickly regains his senses, he would most certainly point the finger of blame at the only likely culprit, who else but Egil Viggoaries, for the notorious Surgeon Lubin's apparent handiwork would be unmistakable.

Brief time later, the news of Lord’s precious sons Yukksel and Konnur’s simultaneously accidental, tragic demises should reach him. At this point Zakhertan absentmindedly nodded his head, as he’d already received confirmation and the details of it, from his Serpent Death Squad; whom, three weeks prior he’d covertly assigned (dispatched), a small contingent of highly skilled assassins from the SDS, that had orchestrated Yukksel and Konnur Yozdek’s certain (guaranteed, absolute) destructions.

Lord Shouzi’s son Yukksel’s tragic death from the bizarre hunting mishap and Konnur’s, from a drowning calamity when the boat he was travelling in was attacked by an unknown group of pirates and capsized.

Zakhertan’s heart, temporarily for the moment was angst (tormented), for over the years he’d watched those proficient, adroit warriors and strikingly handsome boys grow up; furthermore, he had liked his nephews!

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Zakhertan, suddenly needing a breath of fresh air, he stepped quietly outside of his second story respite-room to stand by the railing of his private veranda (terrace). He, for several moments just wistfully stared into distance of pitch darkness of the mantled earth, finding it strangely soothing; and thus, his momentary lapse of guilt gradually abated (ended, passed). But irately, those momentous occasions of their feat (achievements, deeds) rushed back to parade before his mind’s eye and razor-sharp talons gripped his heart anew and wrenched it; therefore, his conscience yet again smarted (ached, stung) by mass ruminations (musings), he pensively (reflectively, sadly) lifted his eyes and stared at the brilliant array of stars in the sky.

After a time Zakhertan, succeeding in once more turning his heart to stone, simply shrugged his shoulders. It was, after all, a necessary evil.  Once the unconsolable (devastated, utterly distraught) Lord Shouzi obtained an apt, planted proof (through various means) of who had authorized their expiry, the Dark Eunuch, would permanently thence, be regarded as the Lord's arch nemesis. The consequential fierce reprisals (retaliations, sequels) should then, if it does not destroy one of them, it at least will for this crucial period in time, seriously thwart (impede, hinder or foil) both Lord Shouzi’s (backed by P.M Lamont Gudaren) and Egil Viggoaries’s lasting (enduring) ambitions.    

Zakhertan sporting a malevolent grin just then, imagined even allowing the patsy (pawn) victor, to temporarily (for short span) experience, to being the Sovereign of Wenjenkun and all that it entailed, before yanking the power away and initiating, the would-be usurper’s (and his supporters) traumatizing, utter annihilation (destruction, devastating ruin).

“And on that ‘Day of Reckoning,’ the champ (titleholder) can mount his bloody throne in Hell!”  Zakhertan Yozdek threw his head back and guffawed, cogitating on the delicious worst cruelty (harm) that had awaited all, particularly his detestable (hateful) kin Lord Shouzi Yozdek, the abhorrent Lamont Gudaren and the indubitably repugnant Dark Eunuch Egil Viggoaries, and finally, his most ardent foe Lord Asger Thuxur Marrog Zhon, the bane of his life.

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Zakhertan’s amusement had nevertheless as abruptly had again vanished, as another annoyance (more serious irritant) unexpectedly just then, intruded into his brain. Why hadn’t there been any word from the dispatched, presumably most competent assassin Duan; did the Demon Lord Asger Zhon yet again absconded along with the devil’s spawn Prince Nevetsecnuac, both surviving his perilous snares? Why was he perpetually surrounded by intolerable (reprehensible) sheer incompetence?

His restless mood once more flared up, Zakhertan Yozdek could no longer sit still.    

Blast! All this (documents needing his perusal and action) would have to wait. He needed to extinguish this searing fire engulfing his chest, before it consumed him; hence, he needed an outlet of some kind- preferably an intense combat, to release all that pent-up energy as well. If not, she would do in a pinch.

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Zakhertan hence, bolted to his feet and stormed downstairs and out the door. The grounds had once more reverted to being pitched dark as the whipping (punishing) high winds had congregated flotilla of clouds to obscure both the moon and the stars in the sky.

Even so, like a voracious, predacious beast, Zakhertan stalked the grounds of the North Palace in the dead of night from one end to the other (his personal guards hard pressed to keep up with his pace), even hoping to encounter an assassin. All the while unseen Palace sentinels stood on edge, for the Sovereign Zakhertan Yozdek was habitually again on the prowl, looking for a victim, a worthy prey to (tear apart and) devour.    

Subsequent two hours Zakhertan ardently searched (looked) for something out of order, anything amiss, to unleash his fury on and to relieve this oppressive void sensation that seemed to have seeped into his bones and left him, his spirit, yet again restless and unsatisfied. Boredom was his arch nemesis, the worst kind of enemy!   

But his efforts were all in vain, for he was the victim of his own efficiency.

Zakhertan eventually gave a huff of derision and turned, his steps leading him to the stables; a brief time later having mounted his pure-bred black stallion Night Thunder, he rode like the wind, to reach the South Palace where more than two hundred heavenly beauties existed just for his pleasure. He knew that this was no substitute for a goring fight or a blood-curdling, killing-spree sport (for exhilaration, diversion) but for the time being it would have to do. His steps eventually led him to the private quarters of Lady Sejon, though in the dead of night, his sudden presence created such an upsurge of fear and vitality that the place churned with buzzing beehive activity.  

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Zakhertan had of course, first visited his son Magnian briefly then sought the company of his recent favorite Lady Sejon who would, he knew, perform just so to keep him amused and interested. The recent set of events and her deception had not impeded nor altered his attraction to her for it was only physical. As she was a cut above the others, he used her beauty, her body to satiate (satisfy) every now and then, that needy corner of his soul… 

Besides which, as far as he was concerned, she had acted predictably for one in her position. He expected nothing less so, she would do for now, until he tired of her. Meanwhile, so skilled was Lady Sejon in the arts of pleasure that she always managed to entertain him even at times like this. It secretly amused Zakhertan to see how she responded, believing she was favored above all others. Careful not to overstep her boundaries, Sejon, niece of P.M. Lamont  Gudaren thought she was gradually ingratiating herself with at least nine influential courtiers.    

She may or may not expire before the purge. Like a cat watching a mouse Zakhertan had given her certain liberties that he knew would be her undoing before long. Till then as he tracked her predictable progress, he expected to at least be mildly diverted from his other qualms (fret).

 

(END OF SECTION 27- FINAL CHAPTER OF EVIL PERSONIFIED- NEXT POST WILL BE BOOK 12- THE PORTENDED PERIL)

 

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 11- LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC - EVIL PERSONIFIED - SECTION 26

 On the evening of the day that Qarzten Caimund and Lenny Sukzor had both at dawn departed from Channing, Minister of Ceremony Zaur Stugr conducting business as usual in his secret offices, had next received Kozur affiliate (member) Qunen Yummer.

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As Zaur had listened with due patience to Qunen’s lengthy report, in his mind's eye Zaur could not help but envision all the committed, ghastly, disturbing acts/atrocities at the hand of that blood thirsty Egil Viggoaries.

Zaur was both relieved and quietly intrigued to hear next, however, when at dawn of this very day the Dark Eunuch had again gone down to the subterranean dungeons to further torment Nijel Pinng but had instead, discovered her lifeless, headless body.

Deprived of this pleasure, Egil Viggoaries’s subsequent reaction had been fierce. Imagining the mayhem, Zaur could not hide the manifest slight grin on his lips; though, he continued to listen with an unreadable stone expression and learned how as consequence, all Hell had broken loose, quietly of course, within the ranks of the Black Molochs.  

Zaur, thinking back on the pre-dawn’s (daybreak’s) minutes now quietly contemplated, “Soon as he had woken up this morning, he had sensed something grave in the air!

Zaur Stugr, briefly and pensively looked away, before pinning his gaze back on Qunen Yummer who, incessantly (nonstop) stated the subsequent succinct details of his report.

Now, admittedly, this was the most charitable course for Nijel Pinng; but who had dared, more specifically, who had accomplished such an impossible feat?   Zaur inwardly queried; he knew that security had always been rigorous in that segment of subterranean dungeons and that it had always been impenetrable for any unsanctioned breach (gap, entry).

Zaur Stugr, again, while landing a half ear to the report, cogitated:  A while back Kozur elite force had tried but in vain, to rescue one of their valued secret agents from the clutches of that despised, dastardly Eunuch. Sadly, the mole (infiltrator) in the end had died stoically, without giving Egil Viggoaries what he was after (wanted).  

Zaur’s attention abruptly just then reverted to Qunen, when he heard him say, “Forgive me Chief for my omitting lone factor prior, as I could not decide whether or not it held any significance…"     

Qunen Yummer had then momentarily paused to receive an affirmative nod from Zaur, before resuming, his voice lowered only by a fraction. "After Minister Lenny Sukzor’s undoubtedly grueling meeting at small hours with Egil Viggoaries, and subsequently, at dawn this morning, before his prompt departure from the Capital that is, I had covertly observed for a spell a rather unexpected and odd reaction of his…This had happened you see when Lenny Sukzor was alone with me in his study, overseeing some last-minute details." 

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"What kind of reaction?" Zaur Stugr impatiently cutting Qunen off with a sharp gesture of his hand, curtly asked.  

"Well, sir, when one of the crystal figurines, the one Her Ladyship had presented him with on his last birthday, in his haste was bumped onto the floor from the mantelpiece, Lenny bent over to pick up the decapitated head, not the body; and I caught just then the strange gleam (twinkle) in his eyes. I knew that figurine held special sentimental value to him, yet at that moment his expression showed no remorse for his carelessness, only relief. His eyes (focus) meanwhile had stayed glued to it for a spell. He unmistakably was thinking of something else.”    

"Are you suggesting that perhaps it was he who intervened?" Zaur Stugr tad regaled (amused), eyed Qunen Yummer quizzically. “What an intriguing concept!”    

Qunen Yummer’s face flushed (reddened) feeling for a spell rather foolish; but then with a lowered gaze pondered the question carefully before answering, “No!" and then shook his head with definite conviction in the end. "He would not dare; however, he could be in some ways indirectly involved, sir."    

“Highly unlikely,” Zaur Stugr nevertheless on the outset nodding, mused. “No. Lenny Sukzor would not undertake such callous risk (action). He had too much at stake. He certainly would not jeopardize it all over an insignificant being (spy).”    

Since Qunen Yummer had again stopped, Zaur signaled for him to continue with the rest of his report. Whilst Zaur Stugr listened on, he pondered on Lenny's sudden departure under these mysterious circumstances, anticipating that it had a far-reaching political significance. The fact that he was headed in the opposite direction from Qarzten Caimund after their private conference last night, carried intriguing inference (connotation) and it made it worth looking into it, a bit more extensively.  Just the same, Zaur had already assigned two of his best agents to tail Lenny and send reports back on his activities; while he waited for the results, Zaur would utilize few other avenues to uncover Lenny's true/actual (objective) mission.   

Sometime later, armed with his new instructions Qunen Yummer, had left Minister Zaur Stugr’s offices, and blending into the shadows under the starless night, swiftly made his way back to Lenny Sukzor’s mansion.   

    

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Burning the midnight oil that same night, Sovereign Zakhertan Yozdek was overseeing four other grievous matters that needed his immediate attention. He had worked tirelessly most of the night, desisting going to bed, for of late the moment he’d laid down his head on the pillow his mind at once raced with day’s pesky unfinished tasks, as there was so much one could fit in a day’s agenda; and if he was fortunate enough to catch forty winks, without fail his sleep would then be assailed by incessant, grotesque nightmares.  

Though Zakhertan Yozdek would never outwardly admit it, he had already missed the invaluable company of Qarzten Caimund and their rather intense, exhilarating, sometimes philosophical, but always highly cerebral, nightly repartee that provided him with small degree relief at the end of a typically wearing, sometimes trying day.

His thoughts abruptly turning to disinherited Prince Herleif, Zakhertan angrily looked away. The ignoble son, who had been nothing but a disappointment from day one, could simply rot in jail for all he cared, but eventually Zakhertan knew that he would have to execute him. That part did not disturb him as much as the dread that Herleif would shame him further when he faced the hour of his end, for Prince Herleif had always been innately deficit in both courage and honour.

 

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Zakhertan had even considered dispatching his assassins to the subterranean dungeon to finish him off quietly in the dead of night, but part of him still wanted to further punish this reprehensible spawn, therefore, no easy death for him for being such ignominy to Zakhertan. This thought unfortunately brought to his mind another disappointment, Lord Shouzi Yozdek, a relative that Zakhertan had once actually respected and bore certain affections (fondness) to.    

A second cousin from the paternal side of the family and only four years Zakhertan’s senior, as children the two had been (inseparable) thick-as-thieves. In fact, during the memorable period prior to and up till puberty, the mischievous duo that shared similar characteristics and interests, had embarked on more than fifty hair-raising adventures, each of which to date Zakhertan fondly remembered, to nosh (nourish) their innate, perverse appetite for carnage.   

The unleashed zest for bedlam and violence had (ultimately) paved the way later for Zakhertan to achieve his utmost ambition. Alas, change being inevitable, Shouzi during his teens had sadly undergone a drastic, inexplicable conversion (change) in character, which to date Zakhertan did not know the cause or reasons for it. All the same, Shouzi had readily each time answered Zakhertan Yozdek’s call to arms and, it had been Shouzi who had without fail bolstered Zakhertan Yozdek during those difficult campaigning years, making it possible for him to ascent steadily in power.

Zakhertan now pondered with a leaden heart how in all those years Shouzi, with his estimable courage, loyalty and prowess, had once been a valuable kin and an intimate friend, fighting alongside him, when Zakhertan one by one toppled (eradicated) all opposition, vanquished all his nemesis and consolidated his power to establish his present, enduring and omnipotent reign (dynasty, empire).

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Zakhertan Yozdek, moreover, had never forgotten how Shouzi at a crucial juncture once, had mounted a daring rescue and delivered him from the clutches (jaws) of death, after Zakhertan because of his overestimation, had been caught in a terrible ambush. His life had been spared because of Shouzi’s intrepid feat and for that, Zakhertan owed him a life; hence, the reason for his present, troubled mind, and pained conscience, having already initiated the only viable recourse, to curb (if not stop) Lord Shouzi Yozdek’s future objective (aim).

How swiftly time had passed; how capriciously family and friendship bonds went astray!

Zakhertan did not know this, but he stood at the cusp (threshold, verge) of more akin perfidies (betrayals) from those he trusted the most.

Zakhertan Yozdek had always presumed (believed) that he was a great judge of character and astute observer; he could spot a fake sincerity or sham loyalty from slightest shift in nuances (tones, hints, tinges) of facet (face, characteristics) or mien (demeanor, aspect) of any Royal family member or a liege subject (pledged, vassal, warrior, official, aristocrat or a plebian) in his kingdom. He knew he had never stinted with his gratitude and recompense of any good deed. Zakhertan, besides which, had bestowed far more favors on that unappreciative (surly ingrate) truculent (insolent) and audacious Lord Shouzi (a second cousin), than he’d done for anyone else.

And, he had raised no objection to Lord Shouzi’s third son Konnur’s nuptial’s (marriage) to Lamont Gudaren’s daughter Arabel, which had established a strong, mutually beneficial bond between the Lord and the Prime Minister; albeit this shrewd political maneuvering, had warranted Zakhertan’s perpetual, close monitoring of their coalition (association, link) over the past years.

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Moreover, last ten or more years, Zakhertan had been more than generous and lenient with Lord Shouzi Yozdek’s other akin, political, and economic transactions (maneuverings), allowing the Lord to amass his present, copious wealth, and influence.

   

Then what had happened? What grievance had been at the root, that so propelled Shouzi, a once close friend, to turn on him? Zakhertan with disdain pushed aside the stack of documents before him on his desk and then letting out a long, exasperated breath, he eased his weary back into the cushioned chair.

Deep down of course he knew the basis of Lord’s dissension, though he refused to admit Lord Shouzi's apparent weakness and his recent indifference. Until recently Shouzi had been dependable kin, an ardent loyal friend and a good vassal, whose analytical mind and actions had always been ruled by logic. He had proven that more times than Zakhertan cared to remember it. All that had changed however when Shouzi’s eldest son Wasmund, having been found guilty of mutinous political views and his reckless association with the known rebel group, was incarcerated and subsequently executed. By rights Lord Shouzi should have understood his (Zakhertan’s) obtaining confirmation much too late of the boy’s inadvertent part in that conspiracy. But then, Wosmund could be said to have brought that misfortune upon himself; for the young upstart brazenly and passionately in military court had defended (championed) the culpable faction's right to rebel! He’d called him a barbaric Narcissist! Imagine that! Besides these unpardonable offences Wosmund had furthermore, blatantly renumerated in thundering voice, the insurrectionist’s novel grievances (list of criticisms and objections) against the present regime, which had been fought and lost two years prior by the movement's cofounder, Zakhertan Yozdek’s beloved son Prince Qijerrik. The old wounds rehashed, despite Lord Shouzi's entreaties (to Zakhertan) to grant his twenty-year-old son a reprieve, a life for a life in exchange for the debt Zakhertan had owed him, Wosmund had to be made an example of and so, was duly decapitated.     

 So, what, Zakhertan Yozdek scoffed. At least he was not quartered.

Besides, Zakhertan’s loss had been far greater; for he had lost his beloved Qijerrik at the tender age of fifteen. But even after the swift execution of all suspected instigators and participants, the insurgency far from being quelled at the root, had in fact arisen anew in four years in two isolated pockets of the nation, threatening to mushroom into another fully fledged rebellion. These budding malcontent dissidents had to be at all costs suppressed (crushed); subsequently, after Qarzten Caimund’s effective and precise (efficient) measures, Wenjenkun had enjoyed the four years of stability and peace.  

 

 

(END OF SECTION 26)                          

 

 11- LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC - EVIL PERSONIFIED - SECTION 25

Qarzten Caimund thoughtfully sipped his tea, collecting his thoughts, before again resuming with (briefing and) his   frank disclosures.  

Lenny gradually had learned then, how Guangweit’s Sovereign after readily agreeing to lateral alliance, had additionally supplied arms and men to the dissident leaders. Furthermore, through adroit machinations, the pirates had been united under the flagship of the Chieftain Stokor Yinner.

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Even Lenny Sukzor had heard of the notorious exploits of this, inscrutable Chieftain. He quietly nodded, understanding well, the reasons why, this most effective leader, infamous (notorious) for his overt, rapacious character, his bellicose, invincible martial ferocity had been singled out for this endeavor by the Guangweit’s Sovereign Arvid Mazdean. The enigmatic, ferocious Chieftain Stokor Yinner, who was also well-versed in stratagem, was the only one capable of uniting such predatory, raucous groups of brigands and Indigenous buccaneers under one flagship.   

But then, a proponent of strong discipline Stokor in an unprecedented move had forced a curtailment on five fundamental practices (habits) of the pirates' ill-gotten ways:  such as debauchery, sodomy or rape, liberal inebriation, gluttony (avidity) and willful devastation. In contrast to the local government's harsh, oppressive measures, the pirates had become by then relatively more liberal, righteous, and lenient; even with their kidnapped beings (living cargo) temporarily detained for a lucrative ransom.

Under Chieftain Stokor’s rule, there were also other positive changes; for instance, they no longer callously destroyed or disabled merchant ships, or willfully murdered or maimed the crew and passengers. In most cases the merchant ships had been taken whole (intact) and put back into service after the plunder; with this fascia (frontage), they steadily gained more vessels. The able-bodied crew or passengers at the time of capture were always given a choice of life over death and, in most cases whether forcefully or persuasively, recruited to swell their ranks; in this way each conquest simply fortified and augmented (enlarged) the pirates' flotilla (armada, fleet). Invincible at every confrontation with the provincial law-enforcement's forces/vessels, Chieftain Stokor Yinner had also exploited psychological warfare; for instance, a widely circulated adages, had fostered the propaganda belief that, part of the loot on at least three or four occasions had covertly gone to the destitute regions and to the oppressed families to, alleviate the government-imposed pain and suffering. Because of this sort tactics, the Provincial Government, and its forces, hence, had been fighting a losing battle. 

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Qarzten Caimund, through his vast network of spies had of course learned of these dangerous developments in Subai Province well before Zakehertan had assigned him to deal with this matter. In fact, Qarzten had earlier broached the subject with His Highness Zakhertan, soon as he had learned of the rising power of Chieftain Stokor Yinner; and more importantly, when he had affirmed Stokor’s moral rectitude and courage, strongly advocating prompt action to thwart the impending peril (threat).    

Zakhertan Yozdek’s slight bemused grimace followed by a stony glare had been an important clue that had awakened Qarzten Caimund to the possibility that His Highness had been well apprised of these facts long before but that his mind had been set on something more specific.    

Qarzten presently sipping his tea, ruminated further, how at first, he had not comprehended (grasp) the true reasons behind the purposeful postponement (delay) in the punitive action against Subain Province and, more specifically, on Guangweit Nation. It had become much clearer to him brief time later when other factors came into play; and now, he was compliantly instructing Lenny Sukzor on the finer points, but only in part, of the initial steps to that elaborate ploy.    

Qarzten Caimund had furthermore been furtively apprised of the privy information  that, after the elimination of the other potential candidates, Lenny Sukzor, surreptitiously for some time now, had been groomed for the position of Prime Minister by His Highness Zakhertan Yozdek; the rival candidates, irrespective of their long-time service, salient (noteworthy) competence and stanch loyalty, within the short timeframe of last six months, had one by one been ruthlessly discarded, demoted, or  altogether eradicated (disposed) by the Black Band Guard Regiment. It was imperative therefore that Lenny Sukzor fared remarkably well in this aslant (sideways) assignment in Subain Province.

As Qarzten Caimund had quietly pondered on this concern, on the outset he had patiently listened to Lenny Sukzor’s justified reservations and then, dispensed his apt instructions along with well-intentioned advice to ensure latter’s success.    

Lenny Sukzor having noted all that, he subsequently thanked Qarzten Caimund for his trouble and then took his leave of Qarzten. Lenny went straight home to set his affairs in order and to pack; for he was to embark on this (relatively) dangerous mission the following morning. 

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It so happened that while all this trial business was going on in Channing, Brigadier General Norz Kan utilizing his untapped skills and after a surprise offensive, had brought the dire situation in Tanghui Province under control.

The dread of incurring Sovereign Zakhertan Yozdek’s displeasure being the greatest motivation, Norz Kan had done this without any intervention or reinforcement from the Capital. The political situation having been ratified, the new Military Governor Ruobje Yoner not needing Qarzten Camund’s help, had left two days prior, with his personal entourage and small military contingent under the command of Captain Tizan, to assume his post in Tanghui Province.

Qarzten Caimund, now that his immediate duties in Channing had been discharged, was instead ordered to go to Bacaun Province where he was to oversee and resolve more pressing (grave) situation that could not be so easily rectified by any other. For this reason, the following morning Qarzten Caimund had also departed Channing on this profoundly serious government business, discreetly and, with the elite contingent of Zakhertan Yozdek’ invincible militia the Black Band Guard Regiment. The direction he took was opposite to that of Lenny Sukzor.

Part of Qarzten's orders had entailed, to first disband the ethnic tribes presently congregated under one rule and then quell the insurgency in Bacaun Province before it too became a serious threat to national security. But more importantly, Qarzten was to capture the enigmatic leader Danzek Zhadog Borym alive and then once incarcerated, in an iron cage and in chains, and under heavy guard, arrange Danzek’s safe transport, back to the Capital to stand trial on the charge of treason. As a deterrent, it was imperative that Danzek Zhadog Borym, be made an example of.

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Qarztan was secretly ambivalent about this assignment, for he had once, while in his teens had been rescued from the jaws of death by Danzek Zhadog Borym and he had lived amongst the tribe till he completely convalesced (recuperated) from his extensive injuries; during which time, he’d deeply fallen in love with Danzek’s beautiful sister Beatrice, a warrior princess of that tribe.

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Alas, she’d already been promised in marriage, in childhood, to another powerful tribe’s crown prince, as means to cement (bolster, strengthen) a lasting alliance.

So much had happened since that time; and Qarztan was not the same naïve, romantic boy he’d once been, yet soon as Qarztan had learned of this assignment, flood of memories long buried, had resurfaced to again pain (exasperate, nettle) his soul. It had taken all his might (willpower), to appear normal and to conceal (hide, mask) this grave secret from Sovereign Zakhertan.

In truth Qarztan did not rightly know how he would handle this hidden, conflicting dilemma which the assignment entailed (caused, involved); part of him still loved his (sworn) blood-oath brother Danzek Zhadog Borym, despite the fact they had parted ways as lasting, cantankerous (belligerent, pugnacious) archenemies (foes, nemeses).

Qarztan, at this point had pensively looked down as he clenched his jaw; he’d so terribly missed his sworn brother! After a spell, Qarztan, however, vehemently shook his head to dispel all the ruminating (cogitating,) fond memories of exciting, exhilarating scenarios that had rushed to parade mercilessly, in front of his mind’s eye.

The corners of his mouth, nevertheless, slightly lifted in smile (smirk) thinking of their rumbunctious ways, two teenagers sneaking into taverns, to guzzle beer and stare at the voluptuous town’s women or waitresses serving drinks to the warriors. A deep sigh escaped Qarztan’s lips as he thought of Danzek’s innate (inherent) beauty: Oh, Danzek had such striking, penetrating eyes, one could simply get lost in those liquid pools of brilliant green-glowing stars!

Qarztan was perpetually, even now (to date), remained quite envious of those orbs (eyeballs), and Danzek’s raven (black) locks of braids (manes, tresses, curls, strands) cascading down his broad athletic shoulders, his flawless skin, full lips, chiselled features and chin. Undeniably, his sworn brother Danzek had a breathtakingly beautiful face and noble countenance (visage).

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Danzek, with his rather strikingly handsome attributes, naturally got all the attention, but Qarztan did not mind it at all, for secretly he too was captivated (obsessed), infatuated even, by this very fetching young warrior, though he would never act on it. Besides, his heart was already besotted (love-struck, quite smitten) by Beatrice.

Qarztan, purposefully directed his musings (cogitation) back on the assignment:

The Bacaun Province, besides being strategically important because of its natural defenses and its proximity to Korion, was particularly vital also since a good portion of the gold mines were situated there. Unfortunately, the area was populated overall by widely diversified, fiercely independent, recalcitrant mountain tribes that had to be at a great expense and effort subdued (bludgeoned) into obedience and subjugation. Their strong stamina and exceptional abilities to work under grueling, most perilous conditions in the mines were what had saved them thus far from the extinction that had befallen five other (indigenous) minority groups in Wenjenkun. The Military Governor, Shunget Honen, being tireless in his efforts, after the initiated severe measures that had culminated in a mass execution of the ringleaders, had obtained for a period at least, a lasting stability in this otherwise troublesome region. The ensuing years of increased productivity and the resulting economic prosperity/boom, akin the situation in Subain Province, had inevitably lulled many government officials into a false sense of security, except for one, Qarzten Caimund.    

Right from the start certain (seemingly) innocuous events had alerted Qarzten to the portended dangers, though he’d kept this to himself. It had, expectantly, centered on one individual: a fearless leader born into the Turkeon tribe, one of the fiercest, ethnic tribes existing in the remotest mountainous region of Bacaun Province, his secret sworn brother Danzek Zhadog Borym. Qarzten, could not help but wonder, how Danzek must look now, after all he’d gone through.

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After Qarzten and Danzek had parted ways, of about a decade prior, while still in his rebellious, mid-teen years, Danzek, had volunteered to be an archer/scout in Wenjenkun Cavalry and then distinguished himself, in the eyes of the Wenjenkun’s Illustrious general Kenso and the defense minister Harken, by his rendering of heroic, invaluable service during the difficult Neobe campaign against the Shirenzo Nation. Danzek, single handily and under disguise, had then lured the detestable Sovereign of Shirenzo, His Highness Amur Xgaro, into a trap, causing his inevitable downfall. After the annexation of Shirenzo into a vassal state, Danzek had been handsomely rewarded and was in addition given support, enabling him therefore to achieve his goal a year later, when the death of the Turkeon tribal chieftain (his father) precipitated a power struggle between the three able contenders (princes, siblings from different mothers) all vying for the same position.    

The new Turkeon chieftain Danzek had continued to act subserviently and accepted State honors from Wenjenkun for his subsequent, meritorious deeds. Certain irregularities in his convictions, minuscule/minute aversions and inconsistencies in his actions however, overlooked by other officials in Wenjenkun’s government, had nevertheless, alerted keen observant Qarzten Caimund to Danzek Zhadog Borym’s ulterior motives. Unfortunately, the bond of blood-oath brotherhood was still strong and it superseded national security; it had tugged at the loyalty cords (threads, loyalty twines) of his heart and, Qarzten had thus constrained, checked (held back) his staunch (steadfast)onus, his duty (to his office), to raise an alarm and timely warn Sovereign Zakhertan, or the members of the council (legislature, parliament) of the impending (looming) danger from Danzek.

Besides which, back then having not yet attained his present powerful position and, as a minor official, Qarzten’s petitions in Court would have been rendered fruitless, if not blocked by the (implanted moles) staunch supporters of Danzek Zhadog Borym.

Furthermore, in absence of concrete incriminating proof- for Danzek had been extremely proficient in covering up his tracks with all his clandestine, illicit activities, as well, being quite enigmatic in his variable transactions (dealings and contact)- Qarzten Caimund, despite the entailed danger (of withholding vital info) had in the end forwent his obligation to his Sovereign and remained silent. Then again, expectantly, Danzek Zhadog Borym had bided his time also, and for a decade the Wenjenkun’s government had no cause (reason) to be wary of this border chieftain.

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Danzek during his fifth and sixth year as Turkeon Tribal Chieftain however, had surreptitiously exerted a profound influence on the other tribes in that region and his agile, formidable forces in midst of two consecutive winters, having engaged in seven minor and two major skirmishes, had subjugated, and then immersed four principal (main) tribes into Turkeon Tribe. Danzek, had also forged solid alliances (by way of) through three advantageous marriages (polygamy being an accepted norm), to bind all the different ethnic tribes solidly together under one rule. During these last few months, he had moreover, covertly rallied the disgruntled Wenjenkun dissidents and suppressed masses with an unprecedented speed and efficiency, to achieve his ultimate purpose, which was the creation of a humane, powerful, and new independent state.

Danzek’s covert negotiations with Emperor Hedenko had additionally, borne fruit within the last month and, with Kontu's superior armament and a heavier arsenal backing him, Danzek’s cavalry had become a force to be reckoned. His agile mounted troops (archers) rumored to be a hundred thousand strong and virtually unstoppable, had swept (cut) across Bacaun Province and, according to recent reports, was encamped in the environs of the province’s capital, Tizanbbai. In that same report it was also stated that recent situation was dire (critical), especially since Military Governor Shunget Honen’s army, after suffering heavy losses in their last engagement with Danzek Zhadog Borym’s forces, was presently running out of strategic supplies (armament, food rations and fodder). Forced into a defensive mode, they had requested military assistance (aid and reinforcements) before they could re-engage the enemy. The requested reinforcements had already been, in accordance with Sovereign Zakhertan Yozdek’s dictate, redirected (diverted) from the adjacent Province of Wantherran.

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In view of the difficulties of the terrain/topography and the onset of winter however, even with a continuous forced march they could not be expected to arrive there in less than a month. Qarzten Caimund had therefore been dispatched post haste, to proceed to Tizanbbai and once there, to steal valuable time until the reinforcements had arrived. Then, by taking charge (command) of the situation, he was to permanently resolve this problem of the (amassed) culminative forces of Turkeon Tribe for the last time. His orders had been explicit, and he was given unlimited power in that Province with even higher authority than that of the Governor General to bring about (to effect) this decisive outcome. 

Qarzten Caimund had eagerly accepted this assignment knowing only he could resolve it with favorable outcome for his sworn brother and as well, complete it, with minimal bloodshed.

Danzek, from that unfortunate time when Qarzten had so regrettably, erroneously betrayed him- since then, his heart turned to stone, had harboured intense ire and animosity (hated) towards Qarzten and permanently severed all kinship ties with Qarzten. Once his mind was made up, he could not be (reached or) reasoned with; Danzek was as stubborn as a mule in that way and thus, nothing Qarzten had said or done, wavered him from his resolve.  Qarzten Caimund however, had seen the error of his ways, and deeply regrated his past actions; he’d thence, had sworn an inner oath, come what may, to make amends (set things right) and to win his sworn brother’s trust back. Qarzten had equally stubborn innate nature and so, he’d remained relentless in his determination, undaunted by all obstacles, to win Danzek back.  

This assignment had provided him the golden opportunity, to do just that; though, this contrasting recourse (his amended/altered implementation of the original orders)- that entailed a most dangerous stratagem, perhaps a foolish gambit (scheme, tactic) wrapped in scant hope- if it should it go awry, could certainly end his career (risk all he’d worked to achieve) and possibly, terminate (forfeit) his life. Despite the grave risk, he’d remained nevertheless adamant, to maneuver, to carve an ingenious path through his divided loyalties and to execute the impossible feat; thus, spare his sworn brother’s life, instead of, typically and without question, obey Zakhertan’s stern command. Would he succeed? Well, that depended on many variables, some of it being outside of his control; consequently, at present, his heart palpitated wildly with both anxiety and hope, threatening to burst out of his (chest) ribcage.

Afterwards, hopefully at the successful conclusion of this matter in Bacaun Province, and still in good graces of Sovereign Zakhertan, he would then forthwith realize (fulfill) the subsequent order of ‘the pacification of Subain Province’.  Thereupon would remain the singular third command, which required Qarzten utilizing his ruthless efficiency and negotiating abilities for him to accomplish it; moreover, it would have to be done with utmost discretion since it involved a member of the Royal Clan.

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Before that could happen however, the capricious (varying) fate had already set in motion, an altered, inconceivable, nonetheless propitious (auspicious) future; one where both Qarzten Caimund and Danzok Zhadog Borym’s distinctive attributes (characteristics) would bring them both fame and fortune.

   

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(END OF SECTION 25)