The Prince's Sorrow

Ch 5 An Old Friend

The two of us went inside. I could see Perry was a little shaken. This was rather odd coming from the man who fear feared. He tried turning around, but I turned him back. I had a bad feeling about all of this after seeing him do that.

The mansion itself was rather nice. There wasn’t much on the floor or around the room. However, the walls were a work of art. One wall was covered in a variety of weapons while another had papers with news on them. The weapons were not his though. I could tell by the marks representing gang signs that had to be from people all across the Universe. I did notice a very peculiar paper on the other wall. It read: Peaceful World At Last with a little line added in that said “War is Peace.”

“He always writes little things like that,” said Perry noticing me looking at the paper. “We’re in the right place.” He headed into a room straight. It was filled with books. Just then, I heard a scream. I ran in to see what was going on. I only noticed Perry and a young girl. I couldn’t get a good look because the house had no electricity, or at least it didn’t look like that.

“I’m terribly sorry for giving you such a fright, your highness,” said Perry.

“Your highness?” I said being confused. “Wait! Are you saying that this little girl is the princess that I’m supposed to marry?”

“No. Why would you ever think that? That’s illegal last time I checked. This is the younger sister of whom you are to be wedded with,” said Perry.

“Good. That would have been very weird,” I said.

“Excuse me, but who are you and why are you here?” asked the girl.

“I’m a friend of the owner of this house and I came to visit him,” said Perry.

“I’m sorry, but master isn’t here right now,” said the girl.

“Hey! Who waltzed into my house?” a voice asked.

“It’s just a friend,” responded the girl.

“Can I have a name?” asked the voice.

“It’s Perry,” said Perry.

“Why does that name ring a be… Oh Perry! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. How’ve you been? Lisa, why don’t you serve them some tea or something?” asked the voice.

“We’re not thirsty,” said Perry. “I only came to ask questions.”

“I know why you came. You came to see if I wasn’t dead. Clearly, I’m not dead,” said the voice.

“Very funny, Typhoon. How do I know you’re not just a spirit?” asked Perry.

“Perry, Perry, Perry. You were always so demanding. By the way, how’s the wife and kids?” asked Typhoon.

“You know I don’t have any,” said Perry.

“Ouch! I was just wondering. By the look on your face, I think I should just go straight to the point. Yes, I am alive and well. I never died in the first place. Right now, I’m busy on a mission. Now that you know, I’ll be going now,” said Typhoon.

“Wait! I need to know about…” I said.

“Don’t say a word,” said Perry while he covered my mouth.

“Oh you brought a friend,” said Typhoon. “You should let him talk.”

“Why?” asked Perry.

“I’ll find out whether he does or not and give him the answer he is looking for,” said Typhoon.

“I don’t believe it,” I said.

“Neither do I,” said Perry.

“I haven’t done this in years so I might be a little rusty. I can already tell he is a prince from his attitude. I’ve always hated royalty. They think they can rule everything, but they can’t even rule themselves,” said Typhoon.

“Hey! That’s not very nice,” I yelled.

“Who said the truth was nice? Anyway, you hate it. You wish you were never a prince to begin with. You’d rather be fighting which is also pointless,” said Typhoon.

“He fights for good reasons,” interrupted Perry.

“There is no good reason. All fighting does is cause pain and suffering to those around them. Let me continue. The reason you fight is a dark one. This changed you from a sweet innocent boy into this creature full of hate and suffering who seeks vengeance. You wish to kill the one who killed your mother perhaps. You remember seeing a figure who you think may be me. How close was I?” asked Typhoon.

“…Uh…” I said. Everything he said about me was true. He knew things that even those close to me didn’t.

“I’ll take that as right on the spot,” said Typhoon.

“How did you do that?” asked Perry.

“Did you forget already? I have a special talent for it,” said Typhoon.

“Will you help me?” I asked.

“Yes, but I’m going to need a date,” said Typhoon.

“Well…I’m not that good with women,” I said. Perry hit me on the head.

“March 15, 1990,” said Perry. I couldn’t even recall the date.

“Time to find the book,” said Typhoon. I saw a book fly onto a desk. It magically opened by itself and turned to a certain page. “Can someone read what it says on the page? I’m just a telepathic voice communicating to you and can’t see anything.”

The girl went up to the page. “It says business meeting,” she said.

“Business meeting? I guess I didn’t kill your mother. Sorry kid, but I can’t help you…wait a minute. That day is coming back to me. It was in a castle and had to do with a wedding. I made a deal with a man who would do anything to get some kid married. He said he was going to murder someone in order for it to happen. Some woman apparently wanted to stop him from completing that goal. I just haggled with him for something and got out of there,” said Typhoon.

“Who was it?” I asked excitedly.

“I really don’t remember who it was exactl…” said Typhoon.

“Enough with the games Her…” said Perry while cutting himself off.

“You almost said my name. Why did you stop?” asked Typhoon.

“Since the day you destroyed me, I promised never to say that name ever again,” said Perry.

“Isn’t that being a little childish? I didn’t cause you to go through with all that. You did it to yourself and think you can blame me for it. The only thing I did was follow Supreme King’s orders in order to get my freedom. The rest of the stories are a lie,” said Typhoon. “That’s for another day. Young man, do you wish to know who you’re killer was?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Well, the only clue I’ll give you is this riddle. Also, you should know this person.

The man you looking for hates me so

I’m a friend of the man with a hoe.

I stand on the dead man’s arm and toe.

And to the harvest I shall go.”

“I don’t understand,” I said.

“It’s a riddle. You have to think about. It should be easy for you since you are one,” said Typhoon.

“Just ignore him,” said Perry. “Let’s visit the other princess then head back home.”

“About that…I’m on the Hill of Appang and it looks like they’re having a funeral. It’s for someone called Abigail. I don’t think it’s a good time to visit during a funeral,” said Typhoon.

“What! Princess Abigail is dead. That can’t possibly be. If it’s true, then the king will be very upset,” said Perry.

“It sucks to be you right now,” said Typhoon.

We decided to visit the castle to see if the news was true. We were disappointed to see it was true. We had a long and sorrowful walk back to the castle. Neither of us spoke a word. When we told the king what happened, he had a sad look on his face and dismissed us before we could say anything else. I had something else on my mind. That riddle was the only thing I could think about. It was the key to what happened.