I. (Cont.)
Mahadevi Vanumoti is the archqueen of this kingdom. Vanumoti is nearly the same age as the king and at the time of their marriage, both of them were adolescents. Before she was his soulmate, she passed time as his playmate. That dynamic still persists to this day, more or less. There are other queens younger and more beautiful than her, and the king often visits the quarter of one or the other of them to spend the night; but Vanumoti gets frequent visits, even in the daytime because none of the other matches the archqueen in terms of playfulness that the king is always craving. In the grand, private chamber, Vanumoti does not always behave with solemn respect with King Birchandra but, more on the contrary, pokes the king with acrid mockery a little bit too often to be considered isolated cases. One day, she was sobbing and circling the master bed as the king desperately tried to console her theatrical glumness with songs; a few of the servants catching this sight from hidden corners were nearing loss of sense from utter surprise. To think such a mighty and at times, cruel sovereign could be reduced to childlike behaviours at times!
Mahadevi Vanumoti is of sound health; marks of aging have yet to show up on her skin, and there's a certain ferocity of youth still looming on her face; her eyes are rather wide compared to the usual Monipuri. Even though she's effectively entered the later period of her life, the gay restlessness of youth adorns her voice still.
Putting droplets of chandan on the king's forehead, Vanumoti stated mildly, "Today I'll go with you".
Not breaking out of his song, King Birchandra gestured with his eyes, asking, "where?".
Vanumoti said, "I'll go with you to the Hasham feast. I'll sit beside you".
The King was taken aback slightly. He tilted his head to look at the queen straight, "Another day, another bout of madness, huh?"
Vanumoti swiftly replied, "what madness is here at all? Can the queen not be beside her king?"
Birchandra began caressing her chin gently, "Oh, you remain a child still, Vanu! Is there any custom in our lineage where the queen comes in front of the public eye?... Are you done with preparing me? Can't be anymore late, the day's falling".
Vanumoti smiled sharply, "Yes, at least on one day the queen comes in public beside the king. Don't they? Although the king doesn't notice that... But thousands upon thousands of citizen do. Other than that one day, why, why can't I go out with you?"
To shift the topic, the king said, slightly awkwardly, "Oh, where is my Nimcha?.. I have to be there soon".
Vanumoti replied, "Your preparation is still not done. Sit down quietly..."
Cuntitled #38
Ontopology XL / Immanuel Focus