Sacred Land of the Sages

Few guards came to verify the identity of the incomers and after that the army group entered the capital.

Houses were neatly arranged and there was a huge drainage system. Roads were lined by trees on both sides. Whole capital looked like a planned city. It's glory lied in its cleanliness. People could be seen outside doing their works. Everyone wore elegant clothes and were wearing jewellery on their body. It was clearly the richest city.

But when Shiva reached the Danteluri Palace he was mesmerized by the view. The Palace covered a huge area and was decorated by gold and silver. Beautiful flowers and lawns surrounded the whole infrastructure. There were many beautiful fountains.

Main palace was half made of gold and above it was a large 'Swastika' symbol-the symbol of prosperity.

" Who named this Dynasty?", shiva was totally confused. It should clearly be named the city of gold.

When they entered the palace they saw a middle aged man. He wore a majestic robe on which was the swastik symbol giving the golden glow. Behind him were two old men giving the aura of grandmasters.

The middle aged man was the Emperor of the Danteluri Dynasty. He gave a slight bow to Aaroh and looked at the prince with a loving gaze. His sight shifted to the boy who looked 10-15 years old beside the prince and he was shocked by the teenage boy. Emperor's intuition told him that there was something in the boy that was beyond the the capability of a human being.

Emperor was looking forward to the good news that his son had brought. His son would always come with some very good news whenever he comes back from outside Danteluri Palace. But after seeing shiva he didn't have any will to wish for another good news. Because he knew that he was looking at the biggest fortune the Danteluri Dynasty could get. He invited him inside the palace.

Shiva was provided with a large room. It had the best artwork in the whole Danteluri Dynasty. It was the best room and was reserved only for highest guests.

It was decorated by gold and diamond artworks, best paintings and freshly prepared beautiful flowers. The odour of the flowers worked as the natural room freshner.

Shiva took rest for a few hours. He woke up in middle of the night and went outside to take a walk in the moonlight. In the middle of the garden he saw a small bonfire around which were 3 stone chairs. There were two people chatting. When he reached the bonfire, Aaroh smiled and said, "I was waiting for you, I know that you have many questions that you want to ask but before I tell you the answer, will you listen to a small story?"

Shiva sat down on another chair as he nodded respectfully towards Aaroh.

Aaroh started to tell the story.

Once there was a very large land called the Sacred Land of Sages. It was the land where the lineage of sages lived. To become a sage first you have to be mortal, so even the Gods and Demons coudn't become a sage because the children of gods or demon were also immortal. They were born with special powers and much longer life or even immortal longevity unless someone kills them. That was the only land where mortals lived so the sages came from there. Sages were very powerful. They lived with the way of universe and even the Gods and Demons respected/feared them.

But they didn't discriminate against anyone and allowed everyone to come and welcomed both Gods and Demons alike. But no Gods or Demons could enter the mysterious places in the land no matter how hard they tried. But one day all the sages from the Sacred Land of Sages vanished. No one knew what happened to them.