#creatorsearchinsights histoire de famille: le roi vieilli et exprime son souhait #famille #karma #histoirevraie #pourtoi

The king Viehi and he express his wish, follow this story of the family. In the royal palace, the great audience, in the background on the throne, a man imposing, a guard who starts without leaving his voice, the king. The princess will call me. In your order, your honor, the servitor through the scholars of the palace. He arrives in the great royal salon. I greet you, great government, the king asks the princess. He says to the king that the princess arrives, in her room, Sonia is at the edge of her bed. Grand, beautiful, posing. A princess who has never loved her with her new bride in front of her. The government enters. I greet you, your Highness. Sonia smiles lightly. Oh no Madame, I have always refused to worship as a God. Call me just Sonia. Excuse me, your Highness. But I don't have this right. Well, what can I do for you? The king asks you. He is all. In the great hall of audience, your Highness. Okay, I join him in a moment. A few more minutes later. The royal king is waiting. Sonia moves forward on the red carpet. Slowly, slowly. She stops in front of the throne. Hello, father. My princess, take a place. She knows it. The king looks at a long time. I called you for a main reason. Since you left the England to come back to the country, I was waiting for you to introduce yourself to the man of your life. Who do you want to marry with? But since you don't introduce yourself to me, what's going on with my daughter? Sonia doesn't mind her eyes. Father, if I haven't yet introduced anyone, it's because I haven't yet found the man of my life. The king puts his hands on the sidewalks of the throne. Princess, I'm coming. You have to bless me with my living union. Before joining my ancestors. Sonia keeps silence. A silence that says everything. In the village of Agaba. Roland is in the chamber of his parents. The hands in the pockets of his father's habits. He runs fast, discreetly. He doesn't know that a lost god looks at him. Ola enters with his ball. He stops the net. Roland jumps. Ola, listen. You haven't seen nothing. I'm going out already. He gets back. He looks hard. And if I never tell you my name, I'm going to create you nights. He goes out quickly. Ola stays behind. The ball is in his hand. He looks at him. He says nothing. He doesn't say anything. But he has seen everything. And in this house, seeing what we wouldn't have seen. That always took. The family is sacred. The family is the racine.