Back 2.

".... Does it gave something to do with your Father?" The Queen asked Andrew.

Andrew raised his head to look into the eyes of his Mother.

He truly couldn't hide anything from her.

It was only his Mother that understood him in the whole wide world.

Looking down again as tears slowly streamed down his eyes, little Andrew played with his garment as he said in a choked voice;

"If he had searched through thoroughly, she would still have been here right now...!"

The Queen couldn't bear to see her son cry.

So with her arms around him, she pulled him into a warm hug.

As he cried, something like light struck his eyes.

Opening them, Andrew found himself to be in a carriage, and the sun rays were what reflected in his eyes and caused him to wake up.

The wine from last night had made him so drunk, he didn't even know when he fell into a deep slumber.

Deeper than any type of sleep he had ever sleptl, causing him to be extremely tired, even in his sleep.

But thanks to the sunlight, he was wide awake now, and his entire body had turned sour.

If it hadn't been for the sun rays, he would have probably continued snoring till they arrived at wherever they were heading to.

Speaking of 'they' and 'heading to', where was he?

At first, Andrew felt that the bed was hard, so he attempted turning over, only to fall to the floor of a moving carriage, causing him to come to.

When he met the wooden floor, he couldn't help but try to balance himself as the room moved from side to side, causing him to almost throw up.

He tried to get up but it was too difficult because of how unbalanced the carriage was, causing his already aching head to spin, making him to be dizzy.

Looking up, he couldn't see properly as he was temporarily blinded by the light.

Looking in the direction of the light (that is up), Andrew's eyes closed as they came in contact with the sunlight.

Using his hand to shield away the blinding light, he took note of where he was.

Looking round, he slowly understood that he wasn't in the palace anymore. He was in something that was taking him somewhere.

Although, it took him a bit of time to understand that he wasn't in the castle anymore, he wasn't that slow in understanding that the place stank, making him squeeze his face in disgust as he used his fingers to peg his nose.

Looking to his right, he noticed a little window.

It was that God-forsaken window that had been trying to blind him.

But still, getting up on his feet, he managed to maintain his balance, and then trying to fit his head to the size of the window he tried to see where she was.

But as he tried stick his head out the window, he discovered that his head was too big. It was it the window that was too small?

But either way, Andrew managed to peek outside.

The whole carriage was carefully covered, in order to avoid any light form peeking in, but that little window was deliberately placed there to allow passage of air.

It was as if he was being treated as a prisoner, meanwhile, there wasn't any harsh treatment that had been given to him yet...

Once he was able to see outside through the window, his eyes got wide when he noticed where he was....

He was in the desert!

At first, he just brought up his eyes to see.

Now that he knew where he was, he couldn't help but scream.

That was when he noticed, something was off about him.

Raising his arm up, he took in the air that emitted from his pit causing him to peg his nose, again.

Rasing his other arm up, he was hesitant at first, but he still took it in anyway.

After realizing that the smell that he had been perceiving since the the time he woke up was from his very own body, he couldn't help toss himself over to the side in disgust, that was when he remembered that he was being taken somewhere, without his consent.

So he began screaming from the inside of the moving carriage.

The noise he caused also caused the person that controlled the horses pulling the carriage to scream back at him.

Hitting the carriage behind him very hard, he shouted;

"Will you keep it down in there, right now, or I will drop you off here!"

The person seemed to have gotten so angry that as he/she (the person's voice was obviously a male's, so...) hit the carriage, his hand broke the wooden carriage causing there to be large hole that made Andrew able to see the outside world better.

Looking outside and taking in the sight in front of him for a while, he looked up at the person driving the carriage.

"Are you the one in charge of this carriage?" He asked in his usual commanding tone, but that didn't seem to move the man driving the carriage.

"I'm talking to you, you old man, don't you hear me?" Andrew asked as he got angry and insulted the older man.

The man seemed not notice a being talking to him as he chewed his mouth.

"Have you gone deaf all of a sudden? Or do you need me to order the guards to teach you a lesson...?" Andrew was furious now.

The last question caused the man to laugh as he spat whatever was in his mouth to the side, in the direction of Andrew.

Looking down at the person commanding him, the older man said;

"You seem not to notice where you are, do you?"

Andrew frowned as he looked up at the older man.

"Who are you? And who do you think you are?" Andrew asked as he concealed the anger inside of him.

"What do you think 'you' are?" The older man back as he pointed.

This had Andrew furious. But as soon as the older man spoke, he looked forward and didn't engage more in the conversation with the arrogant Prince as he kept the horses moving, completely ignorant of the person inside.

The truth was that, the older man feared the the boy inside.

Andrew's about twenty-two years old (22), so compared to the older man who was a seventy something year old man, seventy-five (75) year old man, Andrew was indeed a little boy in the eyes of the old man.

The older man was actually quivering inside as he conversed with the Prince. And as the Prince kept on throwing questions at him, he couldn't help but try to ignore them, alongside the questioner.

He had once had an experience with Andrew and that was when Andrew got his daughter pregnant.

The King was well aware of this incident and had decided to punish his son for his lustfulness, but did he necessarily have to be one to be used?

The older man couldn't help but wonder to himself.

As they got deeper and deeper into the vast lands, Andrew became tired of the imbalance of the carriage as he was being tossed from side to side.

So placing his two (2) hands in the ground of the carriage, Andrew balanced himself as he got onto his feet.

Walking towards the direction which the hole was created, he peeked outside to look at the old man, to find out that he was busy with his own business as he looked ahead.

Andrew could sense something emanating from the old man because his body was stiff, although, be was busy.

Andrew decided to call to the older man.

"Old man...!" He called.

At first he called, but didn't get a reply, then he decided to call again.

"Old man!" This time, his tone was slightly raised.

This time, as he called, the old man shook.

Seems he had been deep in thought to have heard anyone call him.