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Sons Of The Flaming Throne – Ch. 19 | KT OLLA

KING David’s explanation came riding on a gentler voice. But the gentle speak couldn’t stop the surprise it could stir.

‘My child is going to Hebron to worship,’ the monarch cooed, leaning towards his army chief.

‘He said he wants to sacrifice at the mountain in Hebron, where I used to worship while I was king there.

‘You know, it was the vow he made to God while he was on exile. That time he was away from all of us and lonely in Geshur.

‘He said he vowed that if my God indeed brings him back, he’d once more remember where I bore and brought him up – alongside his older brothers.’

He leaned back and sighed. ‘And now he remembers! My Absalom remembers where he veered off!

‘He remembers home! He remembers the son of whom he is! And he’s back to me now, Joab! He’s back, he’s really back!!’

The king stopped to gaze at his stunned soldier. ‘Oh Joab, you’ve got sons and daughters, haven’t you?’

Joab’s eyes told that he was trying to follow.

‘Then tell me,’ shot the monarch, ‘what can be more beautiful than to see your kids follow your good steps, uh?

‘So, good old nephew, rest your mind over my boy? What you’re afraid of isn’t going to happen... I assure you!’

Joab was still trying to be convinced. So David decided to do more to win him over.

‘Look here,’ he motioned, leaning forwards. ‘I reign here in Jerusalem and over all of Israel.

‘Not in Hebron of the tribe of Judah anymore. As though a tribe of Israel could have their separate king today!

‘Now, yourself know too well that there can be no two kings in today’s Israel. And really, the new king has to rule from David’s conquered hills in Jerusalem. Which all the people today call Zion the City of David.

‘So needless to say, friend! My son won’t leave here for Hebron, if he was going to unseat me in Jerusalem!’

He wore a big smile now as he finished. ‘Therefore, I have given the Third Prince my permission.’

And this way, Absalom’s case was shut closed.

Yes truly, David’s general was amazed at Absalom’s request. And interestingly his turbulent heart came to know some rest.

But Joab did something afterwards that even his master might have dubbed needless still.

For the general didn’t withdraw his spy from within the prince’s troop. Yet it was just for the sake of leaving things be.

But then again, nobody was ready for that huge eruption from the mountains of Hebron. As it was one that’d shake up a ruler’s safe fortress on Mount Zion.

For in the Book of God’s Generals, the shepherd king had used his sceptre and staff to steal and boil God’s lambs for food.

As though indeed he was their cursed foe.

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