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The Father walked into the chamber, holding someone by the hand. A young boy, no older than seven.
The Father hummed, letting go of the boy, nonverbally telling him to stay in place. The boy obeyed.
Satisfied, the Father stepped forward, staring into the deep, inky black abyss with a smile on his face. Happily, he put his hands together as he called out.
“My King,” He began cheerfully. “I come with another offering for you!”
A pause. Silence.
The Father continued. “I must apologize for the delay… there were some.. issues.”
The silence continued as the void began to light up with teal, stars everywhere as if it were the night sky.
The Father shifted his weight awkwardly, knowing that he was being watched, beginning to worry, both for The King, and for himself.
It never took The King this long to respond… hopefully he wasn’t too irritated… that would reflect very poorly on The Father, and then what? His followers leave and The King goes hungry? That cannot happen under any circumstance.
The Father looked back at the child, still near the chamber’s entrance. The boy was gazing around quietly in a trancelike stupor. At least one thing was going well.. The Father didn’t know what he’d do if the child suddenly started acting up.
“I know I can make no excuses, My King, but you must eat.” The Father sounded distressed. “I do not wish for you to return to that weak state once again. It took you far too long to return to your full glory.”
There came a hum from the void. The King was speaking. The King wanted The Father to leave, but to allow the offering to remain.
There was no point in arguing. The Father bowed, turning and exiting the chamber, waving goodbye to the child as he did so.
The door shut, and The Father sighed. No time to dwell on what had happened, he has important matters to attend to. He’ll check on The King tomorrow.