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Rotimi's foot hit the ground with a resounding boom, he walked into an abandoned remote area just at the outskirt of the city, and he pulled out his gloves and wore it.

The morning is teeth-scattering cold, he wipe the door of cobwebs with a hand and jerked the door open with his shoulder causing it to resound all around the four walls of the room

Kugbe stand at the top of a tree, covering himself with the shade of the leaves and the blanket of the night- along with his crews

An informant of theirs has told them that the outskirt is the only place Rotimi can come to read the royal letter; he would come some few minute before dawn

He sighted Rotimi's commanding appearance from a far, he might not have lived to be a general, but indeed, he learned and trained as one and he carry himself as one

That same ego and aura of his grandfather, the clenched jaw, the tense chiseled shape of the family was pass on well to him it seems his father really marry her own sister to produce him

His eyes catch the glittering wristwatch that is on his right hand; the quartz-y treasure gifted to the former family of the Baloguns _ Rotimi's family_ at the coronation of the fifth princess.

The watch _rumored to be_ is filled and full of magic, which the great white wizard of the era, Ayaka bestowed upon it

He whispered to his crews to take position and be ready to strike anytime from now.

Rotimi opened the letterbox sent from his land and turned it to face the mud wall. In their world, they wrote letters on glowing glass with the light effect of alpha rays.

To the eyes, the glass is just another mirror but when turn to face a mud wall as the one before him. He sees the words dance around on the wall and they came out clear and readable

This is something he had learnt from his grandfather twenty-four summer seasons ago and­­ this type of letter, he knew, can either wrote to the nobles to the court or the other way round

He also knew that the letterbox he is holding came from the court; a royal edict he had seen one before day after his grandfather's burial telling the remaining family of ogunsanmi to take her highness's kind advice and stay away the courtyard before day breaks or they risk been built with the manor.

He hurried himself out of his thought and focused on the letter content.

The Queen's one-year remembrance would hold in a few days, the Kingdom could not continue without a Queen to overlook the court affairs anymore. He was to find the youngest princess and bring her home to her land very soon.

He looked at the chubby face of a little girl drawn at the end of the letter. It is the portrait of the princess as a baby before she was send to the water world.

He looked at it long and thoughtfully for the last time before enclosing the letter. He drew his phone out and dialed his farmhouse number it was answered within a few seconds

He wants to be in the farmhouse for the time being perhaps until his quest was a success, he thought.

After ending the call, he moved swiftly towards the door. The entire Kingdom should have known by now that the youngest princess will ascend the throne in a few days.

At least the part of the Kingdom that will want to have the young princess in shifts of trouble and prevent her from sitting on the throne

He needs _have_ to move fast and stay cautious of his move he wants to be alive or find the princess alive

His hand held the wooden door to pull it open. The conscious part of him that he had woken up with tell him off, a greater instinctive part of him begins to kick him with a high absurdity for danger

He felt the heat that gulps down his body

He felt his dynasty watch burns against the skin of his hand

He knew what it means. His grandfather had told him when he gifted the watch to him; it can only mean a thing danger _it is either_ he is in danger or someone he care about

He stands on his toes and trend backward softly. The energy radiating from the watch lit his body up with fire and power

The watch endure his weight and turn him light. In the speed of light, he fled to the door and wrenched it open with a hand. He held his right hand out unleashing his shield

He fled past them quickly to his misaim they regain their posture rather too quick and close in towards him.

Still on the air, he faced his front prepared for the race of the dawn