Craving Rebecca

King Cyrus was in agony, tomented by the lovely memories of the woman he loved who had now left him suddenly. And when he shut his eyes,all he could see was her face,her smile, her body.All he wanted to hear was her voice again and the sound of her sweet innocent laugh. Jordan,his advisor was very worried about the King. 

"Argh, not again!" King Cyrus yelled in anger. Jordan picked up the bowl of ink then put it on the table. 

"Your highness, I think you need to forget about her. It has been two years now." Said Jordan in a calm voice. 

"Carla is different,she is the only woman who was willing to understand me. But you are right, she is has been gone for a long time,I need to find it in my heart to accept that.Jordan I need your help.” The king cried. 

"That is why I am here my Lord,what is it?what troubles you?" 

The king sighed."it has been a while since I've sailed the ocean. I need someone to look after things here while I am away. Can you be able to help me with this?" 

Jordan bowed his head. "As you wish my Lord." 

The king took a change of clothes, food and hunting tools for his trip. Then he began to sail. 

Meanwhile a strange woman in a red gown, carefully wrapped a baby in a red towel,she then put the child in a small canoe. 

“I know that you will be much safer with a human than with me.” said the woman. 

She then exhaled strong breath from within her mouth, but the breath was strong like wind, it caused the canoe to begin floating away all the way towards the king's direction. 

“I will come for you at the right time.Grow and live.” the woman said, she then turned into a bat and flew away to the East. The canoe was on the sea floating for three days before it eventually reached the King’s attention. 

One cold morning while the king was still fishing with no success of catching any fish, he heard a sound. At first he thought he was being haunted by ghosts. 

“The stories are true, the seas have ghosts.” he said. 

The sound became louder and clearer. 

“The spirit of a baby?” he wondered. 

The crying worsened,the king looked around the sides of his ship and saw a canoe floating with no one controlling it. He then noticed something wrapped inside the canoe, he wondered what it was. 

“It could be treasure” The king thought. 

The king quickly looked into his bag of tools, he pulled a rope out. He knotted one end to a metal pole that was strongly attached to the ship, then took the end of the rope and through it down into the canoe. 

“May the angels of God be with me.” Said the king, jumping into the cold water. 

“What do we have hear?” 

The king unwrapped the towel that was tightly wrapped around the baby, who had suddenly stopped crying. Much to the king’s surprise it was indeed a real baby, not a ghosts or a toy. 

“Who would be so cruel as to leave an innocent baby out in the cold like this. Don’t worry I will take care of you.” 

The king wrapped the baby with the towel, placing her on his back then began to climb the ship until he managed to enter safely. 

“you need to be kept warm.” the king said. 

He began searching for a warm blanket, a jacket anything he could find that could be used to warm the baby. 

“This blanket will keep you warm.” 

The king put up his sail and returned to the palace. 

The trip took only seven hours, but he did finally arrive.