- Laith Taher 155
He said with a pale voice, “My Leader, why don’t
you appoint your eldest, Hammond as commander of the
army? Why do you appoint Jarvis, the youngest of your
sons, whereas the eldest is entitled to lead as the norms
dictate?”
Because the Small One was so jealous of Jarvis, he
would not miss the chance to attack him.
Jarvis was very upset by what the Small One said
and started staring at him angrily. The other attending
people were also upset by what the Small One said.
Angered by what had been said, the leader shouted,
“Small One, do not ever say that again.
“Hammond and Jarvis are brothers and brothers are
one. Jarvis is known to be the strongest knight in Widea
and its surroundings and is feared by all armies and tribes.
All our past victories were largely due to his valor and we
should use this fact as all our knights have confidence in
him. I know that Hammond understands that.”
Then, he added, “Small One, do not say anything
that would cause sedition as we derive our strength from
our solidarity.”
In his house yard, Jarvis was washing his horse with water.
He dipped a cloth in the bowl filled with water and washed
Genos, touching and patting it. He had always taken care of
it, cleaning, looking after, and raising it since it was only a
young pony. They grew older together as devoted loyal
lovers. Jarvis would never ride any other horse, and Genos
would never let any other knight ride it. Jarvis’s loyalty for
his beloved ones was like an unblemished perfectly white