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Sons of the Flaming Throne 2 – Ch. 19 | KT OLLA

THAT midnight, Adonijah got a piece of note and listed the names of the ministers in the council of the nobles. Those ministers he would love to win along with the two.

He was going to write a letter to the people in that list. He would send the dispatch to everyone at the same time.

But that note of listed names didn’t include everybody. The prince had excluded the name of Joab, Commander of David’s Army; along with Abiathar’s name, Associate High Priest of Yahweh.

Those two names were precious to the young schemer. He wanted to have the men as his chief conspirators. And so, he was going to meet them in person and win them with convincing words.

Yet those were not the only names that were missing in the man’s list. For he never scribed down Benaiah’s name, nor would he send him an invite.

Again, he didn’t think to call on Nathan the prophet of God, who had prophesied everything that had happened to David during his third son’s revolt.

No, he wouldn’t ever write those names down, as the thought alone was a pelting fear within his chest.

The men were so pure and faithful that the sight of them always smote his chest with a burden of guilt.

He didn’t want them near; else he would feel quite small, and dirty. Yet he didn’t like to go the path of a thorough cleansing.

But Adonijah wanted to offer sacrifice, following the plan that Absalom wrote. And, therefore, he needed a priest to join him. He needed Abiathar, who he could easily woo.

Now every day for about a week, the Fourth Prince penned copies of the letters he was dispatching about.

He invited nobles to join him in offering a sacrifice to God, like Absalom did to the elders and merchants. He wrote to people who the late prince didn’t write to in his time.

Adonijah made the purpose of his invite a spiritual one, and tried as much as possible to hide the political drive.

But this, he wouldn’t do with the men he wanted as chief conspirators. He was going to bare his mind, even though he would do a little bit of sweet-talking for the priest.

So after writing those invites, the man sent them out sealed and secured, by the hand of his servants.

Then the following days, he went out to meet his foremost ones. The men in whose eyes he had found a wavering.

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