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Grand Mosquir of Fahtamis, Sha-Bahkur, Fahtamis

High Priest Gahlem Hahkim was in his quarters, having some tea and a little snack when somebody knocked on his door. This was peculiar as he was not expecting anybody. He opened the door slowly but he did not take off the metal chain latch on the top of it. Being a high priest in Fahtamis was a job that required one to ever be vigilant of threats. As he opened it, he found his colleges High Priest Yapeq Am-Bahlatta and Rameq Fahkaq standing outside his door. He closed the door again and took off the latch then he invited the two men inside.

"What brings you two to my humble dwelling?" Hahkim said as he poured them some tea and offered them some yomam biscuits he was eating. The two men took the tea and the biscuits and thanked Hahkim. Am-Bahlatta answered his question.

"You see Gahlem, we come here because of necessity. We are in need of your help. Our brother Rameq has a confession to make. This will explain a lot about the current situation."

"Is this about Prince Taleer?" Hahkim asked as he looked High Priest Fahtaq in the eye. Fahtaq was far more younger than any of the other High Priest of the church of Ismum. He was just about the age of Prince Taleer Ser-Tahbad and he was also one of his closest friends. During the morning of the murder, when he was questioned, Fahtaq admitted that he did spend the night with Ser-Tahbad along with his mentor in Astrology, Sir Jomahr Semmeq. They spent most of the night gazing at the stars until midnight when Fahtaq and Ser-Tahbad decided to rest. They departed ways and went to their chambers or at least that is what Fahtaq told them. Hahkim dipped his biscuit in a small bowl filled with honey and eat it as he listened to the young priest.

"You see master Hahkim, all I that I told you and the rest of the high priest were true. At midnight I and Prince Taleer decided to rest and bid farewell to Sir Semmeq. After we walked down the observation tower's stairs, we bid farewell to each other as well and went our seperate ways. As I was walking down the corridor although, I heard a shout. It was faint and it was not very loud but I still heard it. As I walked to the source of the sound, I saw blood on the walls and on the floor. The trail of blood led to the kitchen. I tried to pull open the door but it was locked. I ran up the corridor to find help and I found myself in the royal throne room. I came in the south door. The torches on the doors were put out but the lights in the center of the room were still on. That was when..." Fahtaq paused as his eyes were firmly fixed on the ground. He whole body froze which concerned Hahkim greatly.

"Is something wrong Rameq?" Hahkim asked as he placed his hand on his shoulder.

"I... I saw Sultan Ser-Tahbad dead, choking on his own blood as his throat was slit. He lay there dying while Taleer was fighting a man whose head was covered. Gahmallah rushed into the room and I was about to run back and shout for help when I saw Gahmallah stab Taleer in the back of his thigh. Taleer feel on his knees but he took his blade and slashed Gahmallah's left arm. Taleer then ran outside. I heard the guards coming and Gahmallah stab the hooded man in the stomach. I left the room after that. I ran outside into the courtyard and then I ran back here, to my room. I.. I... didn't know what to do."

Hahkim gave a gentle but firm pinch of his hand on the young priest shoulder, reassuring him that he was safe. "Why didn't you tell us this?" Hahkim asked.

"I couldn't sleep after that night. I stayed awake until that morning and then I was going to call our a meeting between our brothers when I saw Gahmallah walking down our halls. I also heard a door close from one of our chambers. He met with one of our own, a high priest. I'm sure of it."

"And that is why he refused to talk to any of us, well except for me a couple of hours ago. I knew that you slept on the airship that night and only came down for your meal during noon so I knew it wasn't you." Am-Bahlatta continued.

"Well, this thus post a challenge for us. Where is the prince now?" Hahkim asked, his hand firm on the young High Priest's shoulder to assure him that he was willing to help.

"His in the Qhubai, disguised as a commoner. I have my friends guard him from harm. From what I read last night from his letter to me, he's in good condition. His wounds are stiched up but he said they may be succumbing to the corruption of dying flesh. I fear for him. If only there was more I could do to help." Fahtaq slammed his fist on the table, spilling some of the biscuits, the honey and some tea.

"Calm yourself brother, you've done all that you could to help him." Hahkim reassured Fahtaq. "I have too have friends in Qhubai and they just might be able to send him out of the country."

"Where would you send him brother?" Am-Bahlatta asked. "The Sultaness would hunt his head no matter where he goes."

"That is why we must send him to a place where one would guard him closely like one who would like a thief would guard his precious, stolen gem." Hahkim answered. "We will send him to Solaris, where he would be kept safe by their government because it would give them the upper hand."

"But... but... wont they kill him?" Fahtaq asked with great concern. "They are our enemy and we have killed plenty of them. Wont they take vengence upon us by executing Prince Taleer?"

"Like I said Brother Rameq, they would not lose as big of a bargaining piece as the one we are sending them." Hahkim answered his question.

"But how would we get him out of Solaris once the Sultaness knows of the truth and the prince's life is safe again?" Am-Bahlatta asked.

"I do not know brother, I do not know, but now we must think of the prince's safety. I will send a priest that I know personally to escort him to Solaris. Then I would visit the prince once he gets there. I hope that Kharum may guide watch over the boy's safety." Hahkim answered. Hahkim then went to write a letter to his good friend and local priest of one of the district mosquirs of the city of Quhbai, Amur Namir Dahllem.

Three Days later. City docks, Quhbai

Prince Taleer Ser-Tahbad never worked a day in his life until now. The back-breaking job of loading and unloading cargos from ships put a serious strain on his body that he never felt before. In addition to this, the badly patched wound on the back of his leg was beggining to become infected. He was going to visit the local doctor after his shift was done. So far, nobody had noticed who he was. He hasd shaved off all of the hair on the top of his head and shaved his signiture pointed moustache so that the commoners would not notice who he was. His two royal guards, Hahmbiq Jahkar and Musir Tahballis have also shaved all of their hair to avoid being detected. They too worked in the docks to keep a close eye on the young prince. It was they're sworne duty to protect the prince at all cost and they were not going to break their vows. As the three men lifted another create and placed it inside a warehouse, they noticed that they were being followed. Jahkar and Tahballis took out daggers and awaited for the mysterious stalker. As the man followed them inside they warehouse, Tahballis took him by surprise and put the blade of his dagger on the stalker's throat. The fellow was wearing a hood, a priest's hood. They took off the hood to find an old find dazed, confused and frightened.

"Who are you?" Prince Ser-Tahbad odered the man to reveal his name.

"I am Amur Namir Dahllem, the local priest of the city of Quhbai your majesty. I was sent by the high priest Gahlem Hahkim to protect you and escort you out of the country. They fear for your safety here."

The young prince was taken back. The high council was helping him? His friend is one of those in the order but he was still suspicious of the priest's goals.

"Where would you take me then?" The prince asked, this time with a more mellow and welcoming voice.

"To Solaris, my lord..."

"Solaris?!" Jahkar asked in an angry tone. "So that they themselves may butcher the prince?!"

"His majesty would be safe there as they would see him as a leverage against the sultaness and would guard him very closely. That is what Hahkim told me when I spoke to him the other night at least."

"He speaks of blasphamy, slice this traitorous assasin's throat." Jahkar said. The priest closed his eyes as Tahballis drew the blade to meet the flesh on the priest's neck.

"Wait! Halt this non-sence!" The prince ordered. "Let him go and we shall follow him."

"But my lord, he will send us to our deaths." Jahkar said.

"It is better to die anywhere else but here." Prince Ser-Tahbad said. "Besides, if we cannot trust a priest anymore, then who can we trust?"

Jahkar and Tahballis begrudgingly accepted the prince's orders. Tahballis let the man go and the priest stood up and brushed off the dirt from his clothing.

"I have already informed the dock master of your retirement and your departure. I have payed a captain of a trading cog to let us board his ship heading for the Solaran docks. We must go now your grace before the ship sails."

Amur Dahllem led the three men to the ship. They were now heading for the lands of their enemies, in hope that they would help them. The two guards were still weary of the priest but Prince Ser-Tahbad trusted the man and there was nothing they could do.

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