CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT: "The Shoreline"

Haj rolled his eyes from the seemingly long slumber. The rising ceiling that seemed to be full of stars opened before his eyes in its sheer brilliance. He slowly lowered his gaze to the pillars surrounding that room that looked like a palace. Until he finally woke up to his amazement at what he saw.

An old man wearing an auxiliary immediately approached him and he quickly supported him.

"Beloved king!!" The old man said to Haj's surprise. "The dear king is awake!"

He was even more surprised by the influx of other helpers into the room followed by the soldiers with weapons who immediately bowed in front of him.

"Beloved king??" Haj asked in astonishment. "What's going on here ?? Then why am I here ??"

Haj asked a series of questions that no one even answered as if he couldn't hear him.

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Haj's eyes widened, even more, when he saw the woman enter the room. The soldiers and attendants gave way to the oncoming and a soldier with her spoke aloud.