Death of the King

What do you think everything is that easy? All the evil things you've done have a price to pay. Death should not make you forget that you are immortal. You existed before you was born, and you will exist after die. The sun will not always rise from the east, know this. When the last door left open for you to be forgiven is closed, who will stay by your side?(2334 BC Kiş city kingdom)

They threw some more wood into the fire that burned inside the cave. Flames were making senseless shadow plays on the walls. The old man touched the small pieces of bone and jewels with his shaky fingers. He had read from the stars in the sky that the best time for the ceremony had come, the door was open and the summoned would come to the invitation. Two of his assistants were sitting on his left and right, waiting for the signal from the old man they called the guide. As time progressed, the flames of the fire gradually faded, leaving sparkling glowing embers in their place. They gently placed an earthen pot filled with water over the embers. The silence was broken by the words from the past that spilled from the old man's lips. At the end of each word, a new one was added to the sweat droplets that accumulated on his forehead. When what had to be said was finished, he left the bones and jewels in his hand into the water. His assistants made cuts on their fingers and dripped theirs blood into the water. The pressure in the air was so intense that it felt like it could be touched by hand. The old man told the summoned who must die. The clay pot cracked and the spilled water spread over the embers, destroying the last remnants of the fire. The cave was plunged into complete darkness, the density of the air lifted. The cool air of the night began to fill the cave.
As the morning dew shone like diamonds on the grass, the death of the king who had no heir was announced to the public, and he was replaced by the regent.
Three days later.
In front of the cave, the old man gazed at the plain that would become deserts in the future, full of vineyards, fertile fields, and mighty trees. Everything had happened as he wanted. A burly man with a cloak draped over him was slowly advancing towards the cave. When he reached the top, he bowed respectfully before the old man and opened his face. It was the new king who came. The old man looked at his student with a smile, inviting him into the cave to talk about the new management structure .
They belonged to a clan of common blood that concealed their existence, founded in ancient times by blood and death. They were obsessively attached to the agreement the descendant first blood had made. Even if they came from their own bloodline, they had always survived by destroying those who wanted to abandon the agreement sealed with blood and death, and this would continue until they reached their goals.
Thank you for reading 🙂
All rights reserved