The vast grasslands were a trial, and the barren land a test... God awaited his fulfillment of the mission, and at that time, the promised richness would arrive.
But he had been bewitched."
Rowley slowly raised his head at this moment, staring blankly at his father.
The prince's mind was a blank.
He saw his father smiling gently, as if to soothe his wounds, comforting him in that way.
"He was beguiled by a venomous serpent.
The relentless serpent pursued him, constantly tempting him, making him arrogant and losing the humility before God.
He thought he could deceive the Divine with his wisdom and knowledge,
Yet he was only human, not understanding that God was always watching him, counting even every hair on his head."
Following his father's words, Rowley's gaze slowly fell upon the venomous snake, his faith halting its collapse and beginning to painstakingly mend.
"Which... which part... of history is the truth?"
Prince Rowley asked dumbly.
