Ritual

The ritual for the king's burial was to be followed strictly. This was the first time a king was dying without a son. He had even trained his daughter to become his successor. Many people where not happy about this but they also did not dare make a fuss.

"Do you think she would be strike due by the gods if she dares to perform the ritual?" One lord asked a General. It's was believed that the punishment of the gods was to kill who ever committed an abomination.

To many of them, it was only a son that should send a father on his last journey.

"NO," The General shook his head. He had fought closely with king Lorenzo, he knew how much the man loved his daughter. If there was a chance that something would happen to her, he would never allow her take this step.

"Why do you sound so confident? King Lorenzo may love his late wife and daughter blindly but the gods are not blind. It's is a son that should send the father on his last journey," the lord argued. There was hidden spark in his eyes. One could tell that he was looking forward to the death of the princess.

" How can you say that, when you have read the book left behind by our ansestor. There is no mention of its been an abomination if a daughter sent her father on his last journey. Moreover, she is still unmarried and his only surviving child. Who else would perforce the last ritual? " the General looked at the lord as those he was looking at the fool.

" You only know how to swing a sword, no wonder you don't even understand something this simple. The Ansestor said a son, it's mean a daughter is not permitted, making its an abomination," the lord insist.

The General still felt that nothing would happen to the princess because the late king was always careful when it's was related to his daughter but he did not continue to argue after all, the lord had a point.

This two were not the only ones having this kind of conversation. Many lord, General and nobles were whispering about this possibility. Even the commoners were not left out. When General Dauz heard this, he had a knew hope. Princess Jessica had made it difficult for him to make any move in the past few days, this time if something happened to her, it's would be the turn of his son.. He looked at his niece with anticipation as she drew her father's sword that had been place on his chest ready to perform the ritual at the grand square.

The priest was standing and seven lamb was brought forward, each of the lsmb would be sluttered by the princess as soon as the priest was done with his first ritual.

Many people watched her raise the sword, a morkry smile was playing on their lips but she lowered it and killed the first lsmb but nothing happened to her.

They were not discouraged, the continued to watch until the seventh. "Would she really be fine?" someone asked not believing what he was seeing.

"How can she be fine? She only succefully kill the lambs, she still has to give the king something to send him off his journey to the other world. I graunty that during or after this process the princess would join her father," someone said in confidence.

He had been a alince with the second household of Tait, he knew very well that unless something happened to the princess today, General Dauz son would not have a opportunity to become the next king.

When the few people around him heard this, they felt he was reasonable, after all, the process was not over, no body was sure of the step that would provock the gods to strick her dead.

Princess Jessica had no idea what the people behind were thinking, she continue to follow the corps inside the tomb, we hike a few male seventh came forward with the gifts she had prepared to send off her father.

"How old we know if something happens inside the tomb?" a youth asked as they watched the group walk inside. Only those bearing the king's weight, those who carried the princess's gift, the priest and the princess could enter the tomb.

The rest of the people could only wait outside the tomb or at the grand square. "Why are you so earge to watch the gods strike? Are you not afraid that you would go blind after witnessing it?" someone answered.

"why are you saying something like that? I am still so young and have never witnessed the burial of the king. I am only worried that we would not know when something happens and we would continue to wait," the youth said.

When the elderly man that answered earlier heard his explanation, he could understand his curiosity." the rite performed inside can not take more than two hours. If this time past and there is no moment we would know that something has happened," he explained.

"You are right, moreover, I feel that those of us close to the tomb would definitely hear the commotion inside. If something happens," a woman joined the conversation.

"What do you know women, there might be no commotion. The gods might smit everyone in the tomb with her. After all they all dared to over look custom," the man said.

"You sound like you are the messenger of the gods, even the priest has not stopped the princess, do you know better than him," the woman was not happy that she was looked doen on by the man. She could not use her name to argue as many did not take women so seriously, so she could only borrow the name of the priest.

The man did not know what to say, so her glared at the woman and ignored her. Two hours was fSt for those who were engaged in gossip but those that watch ileargly for the princess to die, had their eyes glued to the entrances of the door, so ever minute felt like a day to them.

"Is been two hours, why is there no moment from the people inside?" General Daiz asked an old General. He pretended to be worried about his niece.