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NTOMBI
NTOMBI
NTOMBI
Ntombi looked around for her mother but there was no sight of
her anywhere. "Where's mom."
"Now we are not going to talk about your mother. She went to
her home where she belongs to take care of your sick old
granny." he pushed her downward the neat knitted mat with
her back flat on the mat. Ntombi would never forgive his
mother and brutal husband of his father. She was beyond mad.
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Sipho got dressed quickly as Ntombi got herself from the mat
and picked up her skirt. "Know let's make a deal. Your mother
nor anyone should about know of this. If you do that I'll make
sure that your sorry life won't be as bad as you think it would
be."
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Ntombi nodded her head. She wasn't going to tell her mother
or anyone else. Where would she start. This was shameful and
somehow Ntombi blamed herself.
That night Ntombi couldn't look at her mother nor her step dad
in the eye. She would shy away and hide. She felt so alone. She
wanted to get out of the house. All she wanted to do was to be
busy. she did whatever she did in the house.
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5 years later...
"Mama can I please go fetch some water." She knew it was
dangerous to be out in the night but all she wanted to do was to
get away from all this. To get away from her father.
"Ntombi, what is wrong with you. Don't you see that it's dark
outside. You could get hurt." her mom told her giving her a
worried expression.
"Oh woman let the kid go, if she wants to go than she should
go." She was grateful and both disgusted at her father. All this
trauma was too much for her.
She went to get the clay pot that she uses to get water in the
stream. She used the time to get to the stream to think about
all her worries and stress. At an age of 13 now 18 she was
burdened.
She lowered her clay pot down the flowing stream. She was
obviously scared at night but she would rather be there than at
home with her step dad and her un-caring mother. After there
was enough water into her clay pot she debated whether she
should stay longer or just enjoy the night breeze. Why wouldn't
she stay. She sat on a big rock and watched the stream flow as
she threw stones inside it. The sound of the stone landing in the
stream calmed her. She repeated the same thing until she
became unaware of what she was doing.
"Hi." The young man that was behind her tagged her arm from
behind.
Ntombi jumbed and stumbled on her feets. The young man was
quite frightened as well thinking it was a ghost. As she turned to
face the young man. What she saw was beyond word
description. The young man was as beautiful as the Sun rise
although it was at night. He was finely built and he had eyes
that would hypnotize anyone if he wanted to. He was god given.
"Hi." Ntombi replied not sure what to say.
"What is a beautiful girl doing out here all alone. Don't you
know there are beast roaming around." She knew that.
His worries was off his father. Ntombi had much bigger
problems.
"I have to go it's getting late." Ntombi picked up her clay pot.
Precious POV.
I'm a bitch, that much I know. But I have to adapt to my
surroundings. I don't want to be poor for the rest of my life. My
mother died but before she did she resented me. I have shamed
her, she says. Being impregnated and dumped at a young age
did it for me. I feel like sh*t at the moment. My conscious is
gnawing at me. I just betrayed my own daughter for a piece of
junk who can make my life hell and luxurious at the same time.
Why can't she understand, the woman who've told me count
less times how much hell I deserve in my head. She says my
daughter is somewhere dead in a bush and she's coming back
to haunt me. I feel like somehow that voice is my reasoning but
at the same time a curse because it tortures me.
I start pacing up down. That voice can't seem to shut up.
'Find her' -softly. 'find her' - now the voice is more
demanding. 'go on, run!!' 'she needs you, there's still
hope' - I feel her wailing inside my head.
'Or better yet, expose him. Make him pay!!! Damn it!' - that
makes me laugh like a mad woman, or I'm I?
"Precious!!!" I hear sipho call.
'You see what you've turned yourself into, a damned slave.
Mother never treated us this way. She loved us.' I try ignoring
the hissing in my head
"Baba!" I hollow back. I go to him as he tells me.
"You telling me all this while you've been in there doing
nothing. Woman I need my food!" Argh typical. I internally roll
my eyes.
'You see.'
"Shut up!! Now please, just shut that anus of your mouth." I say
to the voice but as I turn to see sipho's face I realise that I've
said that out loud.
Next... the painful turn of my head and the snapping of my jaw
impacted on me. He punch slapped me. Is that even possible?
'You deserve it, slut. Now unless you stop being a baby he
won't stop. Please we can't go on like this.' -This is the first
time she's ever begged me.
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I stood up and wiped away my tears as I told myself that this
has to end. The pain, the abuse and I want my freedom back.
Why is that I feel so caged up with the man that claim to love
me so much. Even the man who abandoned me with a baby on
the way never treated me like this. I went inside the cooking
hut. Picked up the pot that was boiling in the fire. My mind and
my body speaking two different languages. As to what I was
going to do with that pot didn't even cross my mind. I just went
with the flow. It felt as if this was something I should've done a
while ago.
I walked into where sipho was. The trance that I was in was
snapped by the painful screams of sipho.
"What have you done, witch!" He yelled over and over again
and you could tell by his voice the amount of pain he was in. I
covered my mouth. Did I just pour a freaking boiling pot on top
of the all-mighty-glorious-sipho?
'You are insane.' The voice said to me.
"Isn't this what you wanted?"I answered back The voice in my
head. Sipho obviously thought I was talking to him.
"Please help me." He begged with eyes full of tears. I tilted my
head toward him and laughed at his miserable self.
"Damn it sipho! Handle the pain like the man you claim to be." I
spit the words back to him. This is amazing!!!
"I swear I'll make you pay for this. Help me now or else..." he
ran out of words. "Please I need help."
'Okay. I think that's quite enough' -she said , cooing me.
13
Prince Muzi
I have been going out of my mind the whole week. The whole
finding a missing person isn't as simple as anyone thinks.
Overall my guys have made improvements. There has been
some report of a female's movement in the neighbouring
village. I hope that it's her. I miss her face and the feel of her
skin. If I have to go another month without her I couldn't and I
won't. I must find my bride.
"So you said the king told you this." I asked one of guard
assisting me.
"Yes my Prince. He said the girl just took shelter a few months
ago at the whites man's house. " He said his hands together in
his front.
"Then we will go this afternoon tell everyone to prepare." I
dismissed him and sat there mentally preparing myself. At the
same time telling myself that this girl could be anyone. If so
how the hell did we miss her. We've searched as far as
swaziland only to know that she was right there under our
noses. It will take so much for me to convince her to marry me
but I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I've risked my own
inheritance by disobeying my father.
As if sensing that I was thinking about him, my father walked
into the room I've been using since Ntombi has been missing.
There are just too many memories in my old room.
"Son, you are not going to guess what happened." He said in a
hurry pacing up and down.
"Dad, please if it's about ndlovu's daughters then I don't want
to hear it." I interrupted him.
"Son, that's a debate for another time. I'm here with more
pressing issues. The elders and I are planning to visit sipho. He's
badly injured. I came here to tell you that you will be going with
us this afternoon." Wow so this is what this whole chaos is
about.
"Dad I have somewhere to be this afternoon. And did you really
think i was going to go. That man is evil and it's completely
astounding that you people don't see that. Whatever happened
he deserved it and this is just a small price to pay." I know I'm
being cruel but anger and hate totally engulfed my vision at
this point. All I want is those people who made Ntombi suffer to
suffer two times more.
"Son, this is not negotiable. How will the people think of you."
My dad and his persistence.
"I have to be somehow. We finally have a lead on Ntombi and
don't think I'm going to drop all that for that man. You of all
people damn know how I feel about him." I stood up and
walked out of the room.
It's better if I just start the journey early. I went to go call all the
guards to start with the journey. The sooner the better and I
just want to get away from my dad before he drags me there
with them.
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Precious POV.
SIPHO just laid down there as I forced the porridge in his
mouth. He's been crying all night about pains. Like I care. Did he
care when I was worried about my daughter all this while? Did
he care when he stood there and pressured me to lie against
her? I know he didn't put a gun on my head to do all this but
the stupid asshole is the cause for all this. This man right here
being all vulnerable and in pain is the devil himself.
"My love, please help me. I need to go to the bathroom. I don't
want to shit on myself." Argh, here we go again the usuals. This
man does this to me every single day. I have to help him shit for
crying out loud. I'm sick of this. Why don't he just die!!
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"Just hold it old man. I'm sure it a lot easier than holding your
d*ck. She was just a baby man sipho. She was vulnerable and
you just had to take her innocent away from her." He desserves
this hell. The way the hot porridge burned is bad. His fingers are
all stuck together and he can't move both of his arms.
His left side is completely paralysed because of the major stroke
he had when the shock of him being burnt dawned and
tortured him. He's completely useless.
"Anyway dear sipho. Your fellow man sent their greetings to
you. I heard they are coming to see your progress." I said
slightly mocking him. " imagine them seeing such a man of your
calibre in this kind of state? It's funny how we all fall from the
grace. The all mighty sipho who used to beat the shit out of me
as if that wasn't enough he raped a minor."
"Please don't let them see me like this. Alteast wipe my
face."you know he had a point there. What will they think of me
if they see him like this.
"You know for once I'm agreeing with you."
I helped him relieve himself and made him look decent. He
surprised me by thanking me and you could see the
gratefulness in his eyes. He can't fool me.
The sound of foot tracks from outside filled the silence in the
room. It must be them. They knocked and I let them in. Sipho
didn't look too happy but then what else could he do. They
greeted and I offered them seats.
You could see the sadness in their voices as they spoke to sipho.
He's lucky his mouth still works.
"How did this happen though." One man asked. Sipho told
them what 'exactly happened'. Apparently I was not around
when the porridge was boiling and was about to burn. He then
went to take it off the fire when he had a stroke and fell on the
pot.
Shame. You should've seen the way those man were gasping,
including the king. Not one of those people thought of the
where about of my daughter.
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The Sun feels amazing against my skin. I'm seating outside the
house after i finished cleaning the house. I didn't feel like
joining father Michael to church today. Everything I touched fell
and maybe this is a sign of some sort. I miss the way things
were at first. I miss my home and my grandmother. Her stories
and her sweet voice.
Things have changed for me. I'm no longer the girl I was before.
The Prince and everyone who should've protected me hurt me.
"Here she is!!" I heard men shout from the gate. Who are they?
They seemed to be from... oh no! The royal guards from my
village. I need to hide. I quickly stood up to run inside the
house.
"Ntombi! Please my love wait." The pleading voice could only
belong to non other than Prince Muzi. Why is he here? I turned
around and I saw the most handsome man I've ever seen in my
life. He still has an effect on me to this day.
"What do you want? I've done nothing to you people this time.
Please just get away from me. You've done enough." I tried my
best to not run into his arms. I've missed him so much but he
was one of those people.
"I came here for you. Ntombi I need to explain things to you. I
need you back in life." what is it with him. Does he want to hurt
me all over again?
"Just go! I don't want to hear anything. This person you are
looking at is no longer the one you used to love. I've changed
Muzi. Save your speech and go away." I'm an idiot. Deep down
I'm dying to be in his arms. I can't let my guard down only to be
hurt again.
"I won't let you..." I continued walking inside the house as I
heard his pitch decreasing until I couldn't hear him anymore.
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Prince Muzi pov.
"I won't let you go this time." I said before she closed the door.
I'm not leaving this village unless she comes with me. I'll do
whatever i can to get her to be my queen again.
We settled our things in the house the king of this village
offered us. I would love more than anything to be at home with
Ntombi. I need her back no matter what. It would hurt to think
that she has moved on.
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Father Michael POV
"We need to be believe that all things are possible with him.
Never! Forget HE that loves you so much that he have his own
son for us. Now I leave you with this message. See you all next
week." I finished preaching and led people outside my church
as i spoke soothing words to them. It's sad that Ntombi didn't
come with us but she didn't seem like herself today well... she
hasn't been feeling like herself lately.
Whatever it is she going through she must trust that the Lord
will make it all right. She needs to forgive in order for her to
move forward . Holding it all in isn't good for anyone. I need to
have a word with her as soon as possible.
"Father there's a man here to see you." My son called from
behind. I wonder who it could be.
The man in question was waiting for me outside the church. He
looked well off, not like many of the man from here. His clothes
and jewellery looked expensive. He must have come from
royalty, but I doubt because the king has only one son and I've
seen him before.
"Afternoon. I'm father Michael, the owner of this honourable
church." I extended my right hand to him as i introduced
myself.
"I know." He gave me a side smirk. " Please call me Muzi." This
young man only shook my hand now. So much confidence and
power that was rediating off of him. I wonder who's son is this.
I quickly brushed my thoughts aside and led him inside the
church to one of the many chairs inside. "I came here for my
queen." Ahh that was quick. A man who waste no time I see.
Did he just say queen? Oh so he is a royalty. Must be a rich
village then. wait... but how do I fit in all this queen stuff?
"I don't understand..." I couldn't remember his name. His
response only led me to like him more.
"Muzi sir." Not many from royalty would be this calm if I had
forgotten their names. This is intriguing. He continued, "
Ntombi. That's the woman I'm talking about. need her back to
me.
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"Muzi sir." Not many from royalty would be this calm if I had
forgotten their names. This is intriguing. He continued, "
Ntombi. That's the woman I'm talking about. I need her back to
me."
This has to be one of the most confusing days of my life. Do I
know Ntombi? Sure I do, but I think we are talking about
different people with the same name here.
" Muzi , please elaborate. I have a girl which I've been living
with for months now but I doubt she has anything to do with
you." I said.
He shifted as if to make himself comfortable in the chair. " I
don't think there's anything to explain. You have a girl you've
been living with and I'm saying I need her back. Ntombi that's
her name. That's the girl I'm looking for and that's the one I'm
leaving with. "
"But sir.., I mean Muzi. Why don't you just ask her to come with
you. I live with her but I've got no control of where she goes."
"See now that's where you come in. I need your help. I heard
you preach about forgiveness here. I've done unforgivable
things and I'm so selfish that I can't let go of her. Please
convince her to come back to me." Now the man that was
staring at me wasn't the man with the high shoulders and a
posture that held so much confidence. This man looked
vulnerable and... desperate if I can put it that way. He looked
hopeless and I didn't want to interfere with whatever affairs he
had with Ntombi.
" how will I do that. She should willingly do that by herself I'm
just a man doing the Lord's doing and helping people. I can't do
much for you."
"Anything. Just help me. Talk to her then. Tell her things to
convince her. I need her back to me. She doesn't know that I'm
here right now. If not just tell me what to do at least. I'm
desperate. She wants nothing to do with me."
" You need to pray then. Ntombi is a good woman. She has a
good heart and she easily forgives. Whatever you have done to
her must be really big then. Why are you so bent on going back
with her."
"I need her pastor. I don't ever think my organ can pump more
blood if I can't be near her. I must feel her and breathe her." I
really wanted to help him. He looks to be a good man. At the
same time I don't want to involve myself in such matters. One
can never be sure of the depth of hurt the other is feeling.
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Ntombi pov.
I just finished preparing supper for father Michael and his son. I
usually don't cook but today I just need to work some stress
out. They both walked in at the same time and couldn't keep
quite of how much I've missed at the church service. I should've
gone and ignored the stupid feeling that said I should stay. Why
did he have to come back. I just wish both father Michael and
his son never find out about this man. I don't want it to seem as
if I do not trust them by not telling them everything about me.
It's just so hard.
We ate in silence and again I cleaned up everything, which by
the way was a fight. I don't get them back at home woman
used to do everything but here, in this household, man do help
around the house. It's a huge cultural difference for me.
I finished cleaning and as i was walking toward my room I saw
father Michael with his glasses on and a bible in his hand,
probably preparing for another church service. He ushered me
with his fingers and I knew whatever he wanted to say is
important. I sat opposite him.
"Ntombi there's a certain Muzi that came around my church
today." That stilled me. If I was the same colour as him he
would've seen the drain of blood on my face.
"He asked to talk to you," he continued, " He came to beg me to
convince you to come back to him. Do you know him?"
"I do father. He has no right. Neither of them have. I promised
myself not to look back to where I've come from. I've cried
enough and the lord put me in both your and your son's hands.
I have no intention of facing my past. Everyone hates me." I just
couldn't stop the tears from cascading down my face. What
terrifies me more is the fact that I still care and love him.
It shouldn't be this way. He ran... he did what I'd expected him
to do. I've done so much for myself here and for the first time I
can say I'm happy. " He ran away from me. He... he looked
disgusted. I just don't understand what he wants from me. I
thought I looked damaged to him." I continued telling father.
And I told him everything that happened to me and how he
burged out the door when I told him about my step-dad's
doings.
"Ntombi dear, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying forgive him
and elope with him to God knows where. All I'm saying is hear
him out. It's clearly visible how much closure you need. "
"I think you are right father." I deeply exhaled as if all the
burden I've been carrying went out with the breathe. Talking
really does help. And i think hearing him out and finding out
what it is he wants from me is a good idea.
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NTOMBI POV
I need to let go in order for me to be free. God didn't just put
me in this position for nothing. He knew this day would come, a
day that I would need to forgive, that is why he put me in the
hands of father Michael and his son. I need to put into action
what I've learned. Truly speaking I still love that man like hell.
The contours up his eyes still reflects the calm waves of the sea.
His smile is still my smile. The depth of his eyes are like a black
hole that draws you in another dreamy world.
The only obstacle is fear. The fear of being hurt again. That fear
of being rejected again. He needs to regain my trust back. I
need to trust that he loves me. I need to believe in the love that
he claims to have for me... that is why I'm here right now.
Looking at him as he takes his steps towards me. This time I'm
not running away.
The only sounds that my ears can register are the throbbing
beat of my heart and the frightening clash of his feet again the
sand. He looks so manly. He looks handsome as always. His eyes
seem to be searching for something in mine that I can't put my
head in. He looks remorseful. I don't want his pity.
"Ntombi." His voice barely a whisper. Someone please pinch
me. "You look beautiful. I missed you." He finished saying his
sentence. Everything seem to be moving in slow now.
I cleared my throat. " let me go get something we can sit on." I
didn't wait for him to reply. I rushed in the house taking this as
an opportunity to regain myself. He has led me to chant how
much hurt he caused me in my head. I'd be lying if I said i didn't
miss him.
I didn't want to take long so I rushed back to where he was and
placed the bunk behind him. I waited for him to sit before I
reciprocated his movement. All he did was stare at me for five
minute after we both sat.
"Ntombi, I love you so much." How dare he break the silence
with such meaningless words coming from him.
"You ran away from me. I didn't expect you to stay with me but
you did that in the most hurtful of ways." My tears reigned their
force on me. I couldn't keep them back. My throat seemed to
close up so painfully as i tried to hold everything in.
"Ntombi. You have no idea how much I looked for you that day.
I searched and searched but to no avail. I couldn't sit in that
room and see how much broken you are. I'm so sorry. I
should've have comforted you." Why is he doing this Lord.
"But you didn't. You ran and ran. I thought you didn't want me
anymore. I felt so rejected. Isn't love suppossed to stand by you
no matter what. No matter how broken the other person is. You
didn't love me as I thought you did." This time he was that one
that seemed to struggle with his own tears.
"You have no idea how much I did and how I do right now. Trust
me it didn't matter what happened to you. What I saw in that
room was a strong willed girl. A goddess that took everything as
it came and not once complained. It pained me that you had to
carry all that burden on your own. I'm here for you. I have never
left and once had I stopped thinking about you. You are my life
Ntombi. I need you back." The Prince was now on his knees in
front of a sobbing broken girl. Oh how love can bring the
mighty to their knees.
"Where do I even begin Muzi." I really needed him to answer
that.
"Ntombi do you love me?" Obviously.
"I would be lying if I said otherwise. " his features seemed to
relax a bit i could tell because the contours on his forehead
seemed to be less.
"Then start by seeing my running away from the room as a
human error and that it wasn't what it seemed to be. Then
please see how greatly I'm in love with you. See that you'll
always be the same Ntombi to me as the one i met at the
stream to me. I know it's selfish of me to want so much from
you but I need you. Please."
"I forgive you Muzi." He stood up and hugged me for the
longest of minutes...
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PRECIOUS POV.
Forgiveness. The most powerful yet a one standing word. Same
as love. It is with those words that have the most effects on us.
I'm a mother of a beautiful child. Who was once innocent and
always had a smile on her face but now I don't know where she
is. Is she even alive? The things we do for love..
I have treated my daughter in the most hurtful of ways all in the
name of love. Sipho is now suffering for his sins. I last heard
that people are reclaiming their lands that were taken from
them. I can't keep on living here but where will I go to?
This man just stinks up the whole house and I can't just stand it.
Words has it that Prince Muzi has found Ntombi. The shame of
ever setting eyes on her. How will I face her? I just can't take it. I
wasn't raised like this.
Sipho wasn't all too keen in keeping visitors so the last time the
elders visited he didn't want anything or anyone to visit. All he
does with his life is scream for death to finally claim his life. I
can't blame him though. He can't die now, my daughter needs
to be vindicated and for that to happen he needs to confess.
"Precious I need to go pee. " the man of the house
shouted. Note the sarcasm.
"You know what to do. I'm too tired and busy to be of service
right now." Yah... too busy in my thoughts.
All he did was cry some more. MY LIFE...
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King Muzi POV. ( Muzi's father)
" I need to know when he'll be back. Tell him that if he doesn't
want me to come over there to fetch him he'll make sure his
butt is back here in 3 days." I told one of our messengers to
pass on the message to Muzi. He seriously can't think he can
spend time in another place when he has his own one to rule
and keep in order, what sort of a king will he be. I understand
the dilemma that's happening between him and that girl
Ntombi.
To a certain extent I understand. I would move mountains for
my queen. But the thing is you can never be careful especially
when you are someone of my calibre. You can't just make a rule
based on a story. Where's the proof that sipho truly raped the
girl. There's no proof or witnesses. If I pass a rule to punish
Sipho then I might be seen as unfair. I don't want to be seen
as that king. I need to gather facts first. I will lie if I say Sipho is a
genuinely good guy. That man has done things but as a man too
I can't judge. My father didn't teach me that way. Zulu land is
mostly admired for its beautiful scenery and fair trials. I've been
one of the old kings fortunate enough to get good education.
For now Sipho and his family will have to wait. My son is the
most important .
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Muzi POV.
I've received news from my father that my stay on another land
has expired but I can't just pack up and go. I need to leave here
with Ntombi. I can't just come all the way here and convince
her to be mine agian only to leave her behind. I will never leave
her out of my sight. She is stuck with me forever. I will not waste
anytime when I arrive, I'll immediately Wed her . She has
changed a lot since a last saw her. She more confident and her
eyes don't seem to hold any pain.
She looks like the woman I've fallen for but only better now. She
looks so much more mature than before. She looks like a born
queen. She'll sure make a fine one back at home. We haven't
spoken about getting back to Zulu land and I'm afraid to do so
now. What if she's afraid to face her family. She needs not to
worry because I'll be there for her no matter what. I've sworn to
lay my life for her.
Ntombi and I are in my the guest house I've been staying in. I've
decided to spoil her with some sweet stuff since she seems to
love those so much. I love the look in her eyes everytime she
pops one in her mouth. It gives me joy to see her happy. I wait
for her to swallow the last one in before telling her that we
need to leave.
"Ntombi, you know that I love you and i would do anything
including laying my life for you right." She shifted all her focus
on me as if sensing my urgency. She bobbed her head up then
down to convey her yes. Good.
"I need you to trust me more than you've ever done before. We
can't live here forever. It's time we go back home my love." She
looked to the side avoiding my eyes. She has to say yes no
matter what.
"Muzi, you are asking so much of me. I ran away from there
because of a good reason. To think that that man is still smilling,
living and breathing happily kills me. He needs to pay for his
crimes and your father isn't willing that. Why Muzi?"
"Look Ntombi. I do not know my father's reasons but I promise
that once I become king I'll make him pay more than he
should."
"You know that can only happen when your father joins the
ancestors. I can't go back now. You need to go and leave me
here. I'm happy. I've made a new life for myself here. I'm at
peace can't you see that?" She can't do this to me.
"Ntombi please, my love. I'm begging you." I went on my knees.
She has to see how desperate I am right now. "I can't stay here
any longer and the thought of not seeing you even for a day kills
me."
"I'm sorry I can't. I need to go now Muzi. I'll see you another
time." She left me there to think of all the possible ways to kill
everyone in that village. Why does everything have to be this
difficult.
I need to choose between my crown and the love of my life.
Both are my birth right. I can't go without the other. Right now
I'm willing to sacrifice everything. I'll go down there to get
justice. Is there any other way??
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Precious POV.
Rumour has it that the Prince is coming back tonight. Does that
mean he has found my baby? May whoever is above be praised.
I've suffered enough from my own guilt. I want to die knowing
that I've fixed my life including my daughter's. I will go to the
palace tomorrow. Is it really a good idea for my daughter to see
me. Somehow I have to apologise to her. I'm not saying we
should build some sort of relationship but we have to both
make peace with each other.
"Precious. Please help." A too familiar voice yelled. He probably
want to go relief himself. I know you all are wondering why I'm
still caring for this man. Somehow I feel indebted to him. I feel
like he had taken my child and I when we needed help. No one
was going to marry me and I had Ntombi out of wedlock. She
would be considered a bastard if this treacherous man hadn't
taken us in. He deserves no mercy because he gave non to my
daughter. Don't we all deserve a second chance?? The right to
live??
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Authors note:
To my lovely audience.
I was going to stop here but I'm very much satisfied and happy
about the feedback and votes. So here's a little reward (for
taking too long to update too)... a bit longer chapter 17.
Continues below,,,
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Precious POV.
"Prince Muzi found Ntombi and they might be back before
tomorrow comes." I say to Sipho as I give him his food. He spit it
out and refuses to eat.
"What is wrong with you, ha?! I stood up for long hours
preparing this food and you waste it like this? Come on, eat it
up now." He obeyed me and opened his mouth. He knows what
will happen when he pisses me off. I have the upper hand
now. It's funny how the tables turned.
"I plan on seeing her. I miss her." He paused chowing on his
food for a second and looked at me with those pleading eyes.
Does he really expect me not to go. "You should apologise too.
You made the poor girl suffer. I need you to tell the king every
thing. Sipho this can't go on any longer. I can't keep living with
this guilt else I'll kill myself." I couldn't continue feeding him.
The momeries of the bad I had done and allowed to happen
came pouring down on me and weighing itself on my old
shoulders.
"Don't you see this condition you are in Sipho. This is a sign.
Things are only going to get worse. The ancestors are not
through with us yet. We messed up with the Prince's bride. I
have this bad feeling that something worse is going to happen.
Please confess Sipho. This isn't over." He looked away from me
as if he's not even considering a bit of what I said to him.
"I have a lot to lose Precious. This house is everything we have.
The castles are still there. We have some of the land that some
people were afraid to get back. We are still living aren't we." He
replied as he turned his back to lie down.
I'm a coward. I've always been. Deep down I'm still an evil self
centered person who cares about no one but herself. I'm afraid
of having nothing again. I don't want to lack. I have a choice and
right now I'm choosing riches and comfortability over my
daughter's well-being again. Is this a changed person? A person
who claims to want to mend things with her daughter? My
ancestors must have turned their backs on me by now...
It's just me now...
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Ntombi POV.
Who am I kidding. I can't be without this man for more than a
day. He's going and I'm damned if I let him leave me. My heart
has vowed to make me suffer all in the name of love. I'm a fool
for love and I'm blind to see that.
I rushed back to Muzi only to find him still crouched on the floor
with a sour expression. I hate seeing him like this. "Muzi, let us
go home my love."
We reached the borders of Zulu land no later than midnight. My
heart seem to be beating on its own accord. I'm trying to steady
my breathing. I'd be lucky if no one knew that I would be
coming, but who I'm I kidding this is the Prince I'm with for
crying out loud.
"Breathe my love." Muzi smoothed his hand against mine in
hopes of comforting me. I see him clenching his jaw so hard I
thought his teeth were about to break. "It's not your fault Muzi.
I want to be here with you. I love you."
We reached the palace and all the servant were standing
uniform ready to assist. These are the people that watched me
ran out of this place the last time. I didn't show them anything,
that if I did feel something, as they took my and the prince's
cases inside the palace. The king and queen gave me the all too
familiar judging stares. I came here for the prince not for
anyone.
I'm back now...
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Ntombi POV.
I never thought the sound of spoons and forks against plates
could be so uncomfortable. I don't want anyone to say
anything. I'm good, I don't want their sympathy. I'm over that
now. I want to be seen as the Ntombi that I am today. I'm
stronger. Do they even trust me to become their next queen.
Either way I am going to become one.
I set next to the prince's right and infront of the dinner table
the king and queen sat, giving me those 'should we come over
there to hug you or you are fine' looks or maybe I'm mistaking
them for ' is she really telling the truth'looks. As I said before I
don't care... and I might be paranoid.
"So son, I hope you've taken enough rest because we have a lot
of work to do." The king said obviously trying to take away the
silence, to which the prince responded with a nod. We
continued eating in silence.
"We'll be going to rest now. Father, mother, See you all
tomorrow." The Prince said. Clearly seeing the uneasiness that
everyone seems to be ignoring. I'm greatful for what he did. I
can't stand these stares for much longer. We made our way to
his room. A feeling of déja vu as i walked passed the familiar
corridors. Things would be different now. My love has got me.
"I'll be freshening up now. Please make yourself comfortable."
He seemed a bit distracted. The thought of him changing his
mind about me gave a a slight shiver in this hot weather.
Speaking of which it's abnormally hot in here...
After some few minutes of the Prince not returning I decided to
change before climbing into bed. I rummaged through my
clothes in search of a light cloth to wear since it's abnormally
hot today or maybe it's the weather transition because where I
come from night used to be cool and sometimes cold.
I took my upper clothes off and let my two breast ,that hasn't
yet known the feel of gravity, out in the open. Next came my
down clothing. I hope the Prince will be there for a bit longer...
wait... why can't I hear any noise coming from him. I started
panicking and for a fraction my heart stopped pumping blood as
I turned and saw the Prince with his mouth fully open and eyes
that almost turned black. I don't know maybe it was because of
the state that I was in. He looked hot. His upper body with all
the muscles in the right places. All the nakedness was forgotten
as i stared back at his naked form.
He looked mad hot. Feelings, unfamiliar ones, coursed through
my body. Strange objects seemed to be doing somersault in my
flat stomach as his eyes took a brief scan of me. I wasn't scared,
I wanted him to see and love every part of me.
"Ntombi." His breathing seemed to change tones, high then
low, loud then soft. Again I don't know, maybe it's the state I'm
in. As much as he seemed to sin in his mind I also couldn't help
myself.
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I don't remember much only that we are now on top of his
bedding and my heart is about to fly out of my chest. Kisses on
my neck, breasts, stomach, abdominal, hips and the gods help
me because when they touched the forbidden place I couldn't
help the curling of my toes and the strange sounds out of my
now plump lips.
His face still was still a bit wet because it seemed to cooled
a small fraction of my now aroused body. Flames.. that's all I
could see and think of. The room was fogged with something
much more than our breathe.
This is it. He can't stop now. I want him more than anything. I
opened my legs wide open for him. The panick settles in as i felt
the firm member I got to know pretty well for some minutes
now poke my entrance.
The Sun rays blinded my vision as i slowing opened my eyes.
The room was meant to suck in as much light as possible. Birds
chirped and chickens crowed. It's morning now, so fast. Last
night's memories flashed in my mind as a hand pulled be closer.
The slight movement caused a slight burn.
"How's my lovely queen?" The Prince faced me. I don't want to
speak because of my morning breath and this is sort of my first
love-making so you can imagine the slight awkwardness I felt at
the moment.
"I should be asking you that question. A wife needs to make
sure that her husband is well at all times." I stretched a bit
more.
"I'm in euphoria and in this case it's my full time job to make
sure that my lovely queen is happy and healthy the whole
time,so tell how are you ." This made me smile.
"Same as you except a bit more happier." He shifted closer to
me and gave me the longest kiss we've ever had. I thought I'd
feel guilty because we of last night's action and the fact that we
are not married yet.
Our morning make out was disturbed by a knock on the door. It
was one of the servant with our breakfast.
I hear that people are coming by today to welcome the Prince.
Well to tell the truth I think I'm the cause of the mass of the
people that will be coming. I mean come on, the last time these
people ever saw me I was in tears pointing fingers that my step-
father raped me.
I don't want to admit but deep down I know that I still fear that
man. It's not really easy to change ones mind after so many
years... It became some like sort of a religion to fear Sipho. I
don't want to set my eyes on that man ever again including that
mother of mine. I'm done with them both.
Once again a feeling of dèja vu as woman ululated and man
sang songs that shook the ground. Why do i feel as thought the
elements are testing me or is it God? Well either way I'm going
to pass this test. I danced around with my Prince and welcomed
some important people. This is the glory days of mine. I'm going
to live it as i like it.
I will plan my wedding this time...
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Prince Muzi POV.
I'm really disgusted by all this activity that is happening right
now. How dare of my father to invite people on my behalf
without even asking me. I'm being the obedient son at the
moment, you know pretending as if everything is okay. I don't
want to let Ntombi out of my sight. I pray to the gods that her
mother doesn't even show her face because if she does... the
gods so help me.
As usual I'm expected to say something to the people, so here I
am in front of everybody about to deliver the speech that'll give
people permission to eat and drink away with everything. Here
goes nothing.
"Greetings to all." You know how people greet back the royal
ones. Bows after bows and the echoes carried by the wind to
God knows where.
"I'm the one honoured to be welcomed with so much love from
my people. I missed home but mostly I missed my love,
Ntombi." This seemed to have shocked people a bit. What did
they expect. Whether they like it or not Ntombi will be the next
queen of Zulu land.
"I'm greatful that this are the kind of people that I'm associated
with. People who know love but unfortunately we lack justice."
Gasps travelled all around. They all knew what I was talking
about, fortunately for them this isn't the right time. I think it's
the alcohol talking. The only thing shutting me up is Ntombi's
disapproving looks.
"But this is not what we came here for. You all came here to eat,
drink and celebrate me. So cheers." My people clapped. Food
and drinks were distributed by the palace's servants. Music
players continued with their drums, there were dancers but
mostly drunkards showing us their crazy dance moves.
This wasn't as bad as i thought it would play out. Ntombi was
having fun and so I was happy...
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Even a deaf man could hear the celebration going on in the
palace. This only means one thing, the Prince is back and so is
my daughter. My precious daughter is safe, thank the gods. I
know I shouldn't go and I'm not going to go but that does not
stop the aching feeling in my heart to see my daughter. I'm so
selfish and forever will i be.
I'm a bit moody with all the activities going on, both in my head
and this land. Sipho is the one suffering from it. I refuse to be
his servant today. I wasn't raised that way. He's just so annoying
at the moment. Precious this and Precious that.
"Could you just shut up!" This is the zillionth time I've been
shouting this to him.
"I need to go please." Oh my ancestors! Isn't this punishment
enough already!
"You old man, have you no shame? My daughter whom you
have raped is here and instead of you trying to make some
amends you are here... so demanding. Have you no shame at
all?"I just wanted to spit at him at this point. Between him and
i, we know that confessing to the people and apologising is
something we won't do. I think that is what gives him some sort
of power because ever since he found out that I won't open my
mouth to the people about his doings he seemed to have
gained some balls.
I need to escape. I don't know where. So I take two clay pots
and start walking the same way my daughter used to take when
she was just an innocent little girl. Now I'm the one doing her
job, walking in this excruciating heat to the stream and trying to
mind my own business. The people will always talk and that is
why I keep on going despite the gnawing stares I'm getting from
passers by.
"Isn't her daughter back? What is wrong with this woman?" I
hear people behind me whispering. It seems to me that they
don't care whether I hear them or not, or maybe they do want
me to hear whatever it is they want to say. Couldn't they just
say it to my face. Gossips ...
" my friend you never know what goes on in another person's
head. They might not want to associate themselves with such a
daughter. Sipho is a good man. He wouldn't do such a thing
especially to his daughter."
"Mmmh Mandlovu don't say that. This is more deeper than you
think..." I paced my speed up so Couldn't hear anymore of their
bickering. This caused loud giggles coming from the woman. I
hate my life...
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Sleep, eat and sleep some more, that's what I have been doing
all the week. Since the welcoming party of the Prince passed
I've been so bored except when the Prince returns from
whatever duty he does the whole day. I just wish things
between my family and I were perfect or at least had some
friends, so I could visit someone.
The only person I've made close to a friend is the maid that the
Prince specially assigned for me. Her name is Zodwa she a bit
older than me and she always has the right things to say, which
is why I'm a bit wary of her. Either way she's great company.
Today I asked her to join me for breakfast. We sat opposite
eachother with her body language showing her
uncomfortability. She is probably wondering what it is I want
from her. All I need from the poor girl is some update and she
will benefit form it. A little bit of comment from the royals
about what they think of me won't hurt. I just need to make
sure the get the message that this is my era. Things are about to
change.
"Zodwa, please relax. I won't bite." That's if she gives me what I
want. She composed himself a bit. I don't blame her. This chair
is more comfortable to what she's used to.
"Sorry my princess. It's just not common for me to dine and eat
like this. I'm used to working all day. I'm glad the Prince
assigned me to you." Me too my friend.
"Please call me Ntombi. You know how boring it gets when you
do nothing the whole say. I just need someone to keep me
busy." She seems to be not bothered by what I was saying. All
she cared about were those eggs she gobbled down
aggressively. Do these people get good food around here?
"I'm always at your service Prince... i mean Ntombi." I smiled at
her. She is a good girl. I just need a way to approach this
situation.
"I know but I need someone who's more of a friend than a
worker." She gave me a wide grin showing pieces of food in
between her teeth. "I need you to tell me what people say." I
just went on to tell her what I want from her. I don't want to
waste time. She a bad eater anyway. Next time I won't be eating
when she is.
"So you want me to spy?"
"Precisely. "
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So you want me to spy."
"Precisely. "
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"My princess.. I mean Ntombi. You know the amount of trouble
I could get if i were to get caught. I can't risk so much. I've
worked so hard to earn a place here. If it wasn't for my friend
my family would still be starving and my younger siblings would
have nothing to eat as we speak. Please don't put me in that
position." I felt for her but she's making it seem as if I want her
to blow the whole palace in one go.
"Zodwa look, there's no need to panick. You will not get fired
not as long as I'm here. I'm only asking that you tell me all that
is happening around me. The gossips and how the people feel
about my return. How do you feel about that?" She stopped
eating as if I've asked her to walk around the whole village
naked.
"Ntombi, I've always felt sorry for you. No matter how dum a
person can be everyone saw how hurt you felt that day." She
extended her hand to mine.
"You are strong and no matter what happens just know it's not
the prince's doing but his parents. That man loves you and I too
envy that kind of love from a man like the prince. Someone who
would do anything for me." She really isn't bad. I guess I
misjudged her but I'm still cautious, you can never trust anyone
around here. This is the palace where everyone seeks power
and would do anything for anyone just to get there.
"My princess I promise I will inform you of any activity that
might happen without your knowledge. You have shown me so
much kindness than anyone has ever shown me before. You are
a good person and that is what the people of this land needs at
the moment. " she's right. It's time for change and I'm going to
bring that change.
"Thank you so much Zodwa. I'll make sure to reward you for
this." I gave her a firm nod.
"Speakng of which, I hear the Prince want to marry you as soon
as possible. He was making arrangements just two days ago
with the elders. I think they are planning to visit your home for
your bride price." She just kept on gobbling her food down her
throat. I wonder which home they are speaking about. The last
time I checked I no longer have a family member around. It just
me and my mother and I do not want to associate myself with
that woman. If I were that bad hearted I sure was going to give
her a hell of a time in this land.
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It's night now and as usual I'm waiting for the Prince. His
cuddles are so addictive and I can't sleep without his arms
around me. You know that feeling you get when all else is still
and there's inadequate lighting. Somehow you are tuned to
think, you think a lot and right now there are words roaming
inside my head that I can't seem to ignore. No matter how hard
I try.
"You are strong and no matter what happens just know it isn't
the prince's doing but his parents." Those were the words
Zodwa said to me earlier. I can't help but think there's
something which I'm missing. Does the king not want me here?
My thoughts were interrupted by loud voices. It's seems as if
Muzi is yelling. "I'LL NOT MARRY HER DAD! AND YOU CAN'T
MAKE ME." - Muzi's voice.
I couldn't help but leave the room to see the commotion and I
wasn't the only one. The queen was already standing there as if
this kind of thing is usual. She didn't want to get involved and so
did I.
"Son hush now! I'll not have you speaking to me in that manner.
As i said before I've promised her parents. This has to be done.
The poor girl has everything prepared. They...I mean we are all
waiting on you. This isn't some love fairytale in which you are
living son. We are royals and the people come first. Not us but
the people." - the king.
He walked away giving me a quick look on his way. This is the
first time I've seen a fight between the Prince and the king.
The awkwardness when were alone in his room was
unbearable. I don't want to put anymore stress on him than he
has. For the first time I don't know how to comfort him. Is this
the part he says it's not you but me part. I don't want to go back
and live without him.
"Ntombi, look at me. I will not marry Eliza. She's the princess of
our neighbouring village and as you've heard she was promised
my hand in marriage. I'll always want you. You need not to
worry about her." We sat down almost as if the action will calm
both our nerves down.
"I believe you Muzi." I softly caressed his left chick. What else
could I say to him. I know he's trying so hard. "... but what
would we tell your father. He's the king and his word is final.
Even though you are his son I don't think you hold that much
power and to top it all up he's your father. I don't want your
family to hate me because of this. I literally don't have any
fighting bones. I just want peace to reign."
"And I promise you that baby. I will give you anything that you
want. I just need to let my father see that I will not obey him
this time. He's always been controlling." ~Muzi.
"But I don't want it to be at the extend of your happiness.
Whatever happens I will understand." I really meant it. I don't
want to complicate things for him. If it's for the goodness of this
land then so be it.
"Ntombi I want you and that's final." He stood up and went to
God knows where.
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The following morning the Prince wasn't by his side of the bed,
which could only mean one thing. He didn't sleep here.
Whatever it is he went must have been important. This is the
first time he has slept without me.
"Come in please." I answered to the person that was
aggressively knocking on my door.
"My princess... I mean Ntombi the king sent me to fetch you as
fast as I can." Ahh the lovely Zodwa. I must say I never thought
she was capable of panicking the way she did today.
"You serious? Is the Prince okay." The king never sent for me
and the fact that he does now when the Prince hasn't been
seen bothers me.
"Well about the prince, I thought he'd be here with you. The
king is livid. Whatever is going through his mind right now is not
sitting well with him." Okay...
"I'll be there in a minute."
"He said now. I'm afraid he's angry with you. Is there something
you did?" ~ Zodwa
"Well.. not that I'm aware of. It might be concerning the Prince.
He didn't sleep here last night.
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I felt like nothing as i stood in front of the king. Slowing making
my way towards him as he had that 'we don't have the whole
day' look. I should be positive. Whatever happened to the
prince must be pretty serious because so far the king avoided
anything that had to do with talking with me... until now. Or he
simply want to know where his son is.
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"Sit." One loud command from the king sent cold shivers all
over my body. I set down and waited for him to reach his
thrown to sit as well.
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"Ntombi." Okay this isn't going to go good. The way he called
my name wasn't friendly at all. As much as this man is treating
me like a person who did some horrible crime in his kingdom, I
have to respect him because he is my king and the father of the
man I love.
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"My king." I said that with so much confidence I think i threw
him back a bit.
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"I received news that Prince has gone away to another village.
Now I want you to tell me something. Do you have any doing in
that? Was this your plan all along." Okay so that is where Prince
Muzi went to that kept him from even wishing me a
simple goodnight sleep. I almost thanked him for the
information he just gave me but then I remembered that with it
came a very disturbing question or rather a suspicion.
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"My king. I had no idea where the Prince was until now. I don't
have any doing in what your son plans to do. As much as
everyone in here is worried about his where about I'm equally
as worried if not more."
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"I want to know if you were the one that put some silly idea
into his mind to go tell my friend that he can't marry his
daughter. Because if it is I tell you young lady I will show who's
castle this is." Okay... right now I felt like running and locking
myself in an isolated room and cry alone. Why does everyone
see me as threat?
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Ok what...? The Prince took it upon himself to go tell Eliza that
he would not marry her. What the actual heck is happening
here. The gods have mercy. It all makes sense that the king
would think i have a hand in all this. How do I even begin to
explain myself.
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"Well my king... you see, I... I uhm. " that's me stuttering and
looking for all the right words I've been taught all my life. For
once in my life can something disturb and save me from this
embarrassing moment.
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"SPEAK." His voice bounced against all the four corners of this
sacred room.
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"Father stop!" The Prince came in time before I could put myself
in more tanglement than I'm already in. "You can't torture her
for my doings father, She's innocent."
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"Do do you not understand the complications you just created.
Those people are one of our top traders, Muzi. With you and
Eliza together this kingdom could flourish." it really hurt to hear
all of this. It made me realise then and there that I have nothing
to offer. I'm just here to cause mayhems and break down
relationships. It is times like this that you really ask yourself
this, did I make the right decision?
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Before morning in the Zwane ( neighbouring
village)household.
"My son I really appreciate and admire your courage. As a king
and father I don't want my daughter to be in a love less
marriage. But somethings have to be considered. What about
the promise your father made on your behalf. My daughter has
rejected countless suitors for you." King Jabulani Zwane and I
were in his lovely home. My father was right. These people
have so many resources and riches. My kingdom didn't stand a
chance competing with them. They had everything. The finest
and latest architecture. Their kingdom is indeed beautiful.
"I understand that adults can be in a hurry to make decisions for
their children and i do not object but I would like you to tell
Eliza personally. She has grown quite fond of you." King Jabulani
continued. I really don't care what I have to do. I just want to
make Ntombi happy and the look she gave me today is
something i do not want to live with. I love that woman so
much.
The king gestured to one one of the guards to Fetch Eliza. The
waiting was quite awkward. I mean how can you look at the
father of the daughter you are about to break their heart.
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"Father, I told you I'll be..." she stopped in her tracks when she
saw me. She is so beautiful. Beautiful flow less hair cascaded
down her shoulders, clear Brown skin. She is tall with all the
curves in the right places. She screamed royalty and elegance.
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"Oh, excuse my rudeness. Father you didn't tell you had a
visitor. Prince Muzi it's wonderful to finally meet you in person."
She extended her hand to me and gave me a slight bow with a
wide grin on her face. Her teeth were as white as the shooting
stars when contrasted with the dark evening sky and oh her
hands were as soft as the silk we import back at home.
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"Princess Eliza, you look immaculate." I stood up to formally
greet her properly. We both took our seat.
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"Eliza, the Prince here want to tell you something. I'll excuse
you too to talk. " she gave me the widest grins a princess could
master. Gosh she is beautiful. The king gave me "the look"
before he exited the room.
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"Princess please do not give me that look. The purpose for this
visit isn't a happy one. I came to tell you that I can't marry you.
I'm in love with another maiden from my villlage." She gave out
one ugly laugh that for a moment I thought I had suddenly
grown two heads.
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"My Prince. What are talking about. Please don't joke like that. I
assure you that I'm not one of those oppssesive and controlling
wives. No need to be scared. Marriage is a natural thing and in
our case it will strengthen the two kingdoms. Mine and yours
and as you can see I have some pretty genes..." She kept on
about how cute and wonderful our children will be. Truly
speaking the only person in my mind was Ntombi. I only want
her to have my children.
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"Look princess Eliza, you are beautiful and any man would be
stupid to not fall for you but I'd be more of an idiot if I leave the
only person the gods have blessed me with. I'm sorry this
marriage is cancelled. I'm so sorry for giving out false hope and
wasting your time." I felt like a bigger fool for sitting next to this
wonderful lady and watching her tears roll down her face but
the heart want what it want.
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"Why can't you love me my Prince. I have fallen so deeply in
love with you. Please think about this at least. She can't be that
beautiful for you to throw everything that can be beneficial to
both the kingdom." She pleaded.
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"My princess please don't do this to yourself. Hold on to
whatever dignity you've got left. I just told you that I love
another woman and you can't be begging like this. I only pray
we become good friends. That's all that I can offer." She turned
her face around as if to gather her wits.
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I had to get going but it was too late so I stayed over night only
to go back home very early in the morning. It's best if I get there
early, I have a strong feeling that my father would want every
reason to send Ntombi away but I can't allow that.
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Present time at Zulu land.
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"Father I thought I would make things easier for you by telling
king Jabulani of the sudden change is your plans by myself ." I
said to the king. " now leave Ntombi alone. The only thing she
has done is to return the love i give her. It's time that everyone
including you get that she is the woman I plan to marry and I'm
willing to risk everything for." The king paced up and down
probably contemplating what I just said. This is an ultimatum,
either I rule with Ntombi or I don't at all! It's really hard
standing up to the man you've always looked up to.
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"Son, I hope you truly know what you are doing." With that he
left Ntombi and I alone.
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Muzi POV.
"My love I am so sorry that I left you without any explanation. I
just had one goal in mind and I couldn't wait to get it done." I
said to Ntombi deeply hoping she isn't so angry toward me. She
just folded her arms and stared at me.
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"Please say something." I begged.
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"What do you want me to say Muzi. Was I worried about
you?obviously." It's amazing how she can sometimes hold onto
things. I could tell she was deeply scared and worried. For what
I do not know.
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"Aren't you going to say something about what I did." I asked
her.
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"Your father and probably your mother hates me, Muzi. This is a
mess. This isn't what I intended to find when I came back here
with you. I don't want that sort of isolation again. I want to fit in
and I wanted a family who will love me and see me as a
precious thing to them but so far I've just seemed to complicate
stuff." A tear rolled down her left tender chick. All I wanted was
to wipe all that away, the sorrows and pain.
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"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm being selfish right now and want
you only for myself. I promise you that when I become king
you'll be my first priority. I just want you to know that I love you
and only you Ntombi. Please see that I'm trying. "
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"I know you are. Is it enough though?" She was really breaking
my heart right now. I don't want this. Can't she see that I just
rejected one of the most influential princesses just for her? Isn't
that some sort of proof. What more should I do because the
only thing I can think of is for the both of us to die. I don't want
to be without her in this world nor the other.
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Ntombi POV.
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I'm just being what they call a female dog right now, a bitch.
Here is a prince in front of me confessing his love me and risked
his birth right for me and I'm being selfish. But can you blame
me? I just want love from everyone. Exceptance . I wanted both
parents but as clichè as it is, this is life and it's so damn hard!
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As much as i want to run away to the people that see me as
someone, I can't. I really love this man in front of me. I want all
of him and deep down I'm so damn happy that he told that Eliza
her place. He's mine and no one else's. This is the only part of
my life where I get to be as selfish and evil as ever. I would do
anything so they all better becareful.
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"What are you saying Ntombi, huh. I can't let you go this time."
Muzi was totally broken and I wanted nothing but for the both
of us to just have joyful bliss for the rest of our life's.
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"Muzi, this is so hard but I want you to understand that I won't
leave you no matter what. How are we going to face all this
rejection from everyone towards me. I love you and a deeper
part of me is happy that you got rid of the one thing that
threatened me." I held his head up and all I could see was rinkle
lines on his forehead. He was tired.
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"Let's go sleep. We'll sort everything else when you are well
rested. We both walked to our chamber and just relaxed.
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"There's nothing to solve. I've handled everything. We just need
to prepare for our wedding." That was the last thing he said
before he drifted off to sleep.
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Things might just get better. With that thought I quickly drifted
off to sleep too. I didn't sleep well without him. Forever it will
be him.
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"But I think the other cloth is much better. Look at the colour, it
pops out the beauty of your brown eyes. " Zodwa said trying to
coo me into selecting different colours of cloth. I'm getting
married in a few weeks time. Muzi is up and down going around
about his royalty duties so I'm with Zodwa organising
everything and with the help of the queen too. She's kind. I
think Muzi got his kind and calm nature from her.
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Not that I dislike the king but you all know what happened. He
seems okay with the wedding and has since tried to help Muzi
with the traditional side of things, which is one of the reasons
I've been so jumpy and worried. My nails are starting to lose
their beauty because they are taking all the punishment from
my teeth biting from all the nervousness.
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There are a lot of things that the royal family is skipping
concerning my wedding. According to our tradition there has to
be a bride price that the groom has to pay to the bride's family.
The king suggested that we pay it to Sipho and my mother as
seeing they are the only people I'm related to. It came to the
king's surprise when theh all found out that Sipho is my step-
father. I really don't know where my father disappeared to.
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This whole thing is worrying me but the king understand so
does everyone. So there won't be any bride price seeing that
there's no one they can offer it to. The Prince promised me a lot
of material stuff just to make up for it but he doesn't need to
because I have him.
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"Ouuhh!! I think tribe and beans should definately be included
in the manue." Zodwa kept on mumbling. It was as if this
wedding would be hers. I was in my world until...
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"I heard that king Jabulani and his wife are coming over prior
the wedding. I've also heard that princess Eliza, their spoilt
daughter, will be coming too. She's known for her beauty
through out this entire village if not the whole world." I turned
my head to give her the most scariest look that I didn't know I
could master.
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"Did I say anything wrong my princess?" Oh she definitely
noticed. I just decided to let it slide. Her comment about her
threw me off guard. This Eliza shouldn't be a problem, right?
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"No nothing, please continue. I just thought the tribe would be
a little too much now, don't you think?" She relaxed a bit.
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"Well... seeing as you are the future queen, nothing is too much
for you. You should enjoy. You deserve this and much more."
Zodwa can be sweet when she want to be. In her I've found a
friend, you know someone to talk to.
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"Thank you Zodwa." With that her mumbling continued and so
did my spacing out to the memories of the Prince and I in our
chambers last night... and the precious nights before that.
Whoever came up with the definition of a man certainly didn't
get the full experience of all that.
23
This marriage has caused so much attention from all over the
kingdom and our neighbouring kingdoms . Today is the day
before my marriage and I should say, I'm not so thrilled to be
meeting the notorious "Eliza". Her family would be coming
tonight. The palace is big enough to house a mass of people.
The palace maids are going up and down making sure
everything is ready for the guest and for my wedding.
"So Eliza and her family would be arriving today?" I've been
asking the Prince. I was hoping something would change about
Eliza, that she isn't coming anymore.
"Yeah..." the Prince said awkwardly.
"Will she be occupying one of the guest rooms outside or
inside?" He fiddled awkwardly, preparing to meet his father. I
mean I need to know. This is the woman people have been
going on about. She's all beauty, brains and charms so I'm a
tiny bit jealous if not more.
"Ntombi I really don't know. I don't handle such matters. Find
the head maid or better yet ask my mother. They might know.
Look my love I should be going. I'll see you during dinner. I need
to sort out some stuff with my dad." He gave me a quick peck
on the lips and disappeared. the thing is he won't even see me
tonight. i'm not allowed to see anyone before the night of my
wedding.
If I didn't know any better I'd say he is avoiding me. The Prince
never gives me a peck. His goodbyes are always long. It must be
this Eliza.
I heard her full name is Elizabeth. Even her name is fancy.Oh my
ancestors! this girl is making me uneasy for some reason and I
haven't even met her.
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Muzi pov.
"So this whole parameter belongs to the nguni's and from there
it's all our property." My father said to me. We went for a walk.
I have a feeling he want to talk to me about something. I really
don't care as long as I'm far away from the palace right know,
lately I'm tired. If it isn't pressure from Ntombi then it's from
the king.
Ntombi is worried about Eliza. To be honest i feel annoyed and
angry at her. It means she doesn't trust me. I don't see why she
should be worried at all. This whole time it has been about
Eliza. I haven't been able to fully touch her these past few days
because all we do is talk about the princess Eliza. Her name just
turns me off.
I really don't want to be there when she arrives because one i
have been deprived of my female's attention and Eliza has godly
beauty and two I know ntombi will complain. She will be
occupying the guest room inside but I didn't want to tell her. It
has been a battle lately with Ntombi. I can never win.
"Muzi my son." My dad stopped turning in my direction. "Yes
father."
"I really hope you do know what you are doing Muzi. As your
father I want you to be happy. Bring a king is so much harder
but having the right woman with you will make all else a breeze.
I really do hope that I led a good example my son." This is was
all great and all. This means that in his own way he approves of
Ntombi but somehow I feel this isn't the point he was trying to
make.
"Well my son, I have taught you very well. I'm sure you will lead
this kingdom to greatness. Your heirs shall continue to do the
same. I pray that my ancestors will help in making my wish
come true." He looked at me then up the sky with his right hand
placed near where his heart was located.
"Father, I promise to always make you proud no matter what.
You are my super dad. But father I do not understand all this.
Why are you telling me this?"
"Well firstly you are about to enter into a very serious
commitment and with the way you fight for that lady I can tell it
is going to be a life-time journey with her. Secondly, I didn't
want to have to tell you this way... son I'm very sick. I have been
experiencing some major headaches these past months and the
royal sangoma ( a whitch doctor), Vuzi, said that I have no time
left. The ancestors are on the other side waiting for me." He
can't be saying this. I want him to meet his grandchildren. As
old as i am I still want my father to stick around a bit.
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"But father, there has to be some sort of a mistake."
"No no no son. No one knows of this and I want it to be that
way. I only told you so that you can prepare for my death. You'll
be the man of the house and even more the king of this
kingdom. I don't want them to see you as weak. I want your
people to respect you and have no fear that you will lead them
in the right direction." I was trying to be that strong person he
wants me to be. I tear threatened to break out but I held it back
and swallowed the sore lump in my throat.
"I get it father. I'm glad that you have seen the woman I love." I
had to be appreciative of the the things my ancestors have
given me instead of wondering on the what if's.
"Me too son, me too. I'll be there every step of the way. Most
importantly I wantyou to know that I'll be there for you. No
matter what." With that we left the land he was showing me
and went to join the rest for lunch later. I have to be a man. This
thing of trying to avoid Ntombi isn't the solution.
I have to be mature about everything. She feels insecure and I
have to show her that princess Eliza means absolutely nothing
to me. I'm going back to ensure that all else is set. Ntombi can't
really do anything. She's bound to stay inside the house until
the wedding and I can't see her until tomorrow on our wedding.
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"Your kingdom is wonderful Prince Muzi. The people are so
welcoming and friendly." Eliza said. Sitting across of me. Her
family made it here early and some royals did too. We were all
dining and chatting all politics. They all haven't set eyes on
Ntombi. I can't wait for all of them to see how beautiful and
humble she is.
"Yes of course. Ubuntu is in our blood." i tried speaking as
minimum as i could with her but she has been non-stop
speaking to me. can't she get the clue already.
I continued eating. i wanted to be excused as soon as possible.
Eliza speaks so much especially for a lady such as herself. I think
it has to do with the amount of people that told her she has a
beautiful voice, which she does unfortunately it comes with a
headache. I don't see how wonderful we could have been
together.
I got and left everyone to do their thing, which is chatting non-
stop. i wasn't at all interested. i just wanted to get married and
possibly getting an heir. it something i have to think about
now...
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Ntombi POV.
" Future queen of zulu land. I'm so happy for you." Zodwa's
voice shook me out of my hazy day-dream with the prince.
Zodwa is a constant reminder of my wedding with the prince
tomorrow. I am excited don't get me wrong. it's just things have
been done differently for me. my lobola (bride price) isn't paid
but i love the the prince so all that does not matter. I'm afraid
my ancestors will turn their backs on me.
I'm in my chambers. i'm not allowed to be seen until tomorrow.
it really annoys me that I won't be with Muzi until tomorrow.
Well... at least I have Zodwa.
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Well who thought that I Ntombi would be marrying the Prince
of my land. I'm in love and I thank the gods for favouring me.
Today is my wedding day and I couldn't believe it when Zodwa
harshly woke me up with the numerous wedding songs she's
been singing. She's happy that I'll be queen... well not yet but
soon, either way I'll be the princess to the handsome Muzi.
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Aaaaahhhh!!! I'm getting married!!! That's me panicking...
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I'm eating porridge while Zodwa is sorting out my outfit. She's
been of great help. I don't know what I would do without her
honestly. I miss Muzi so much i can't wait to see him tonight. As
for Eliza I don't want to think about her that much. That woman
has been my nightmare. I trust Muzi but it's her I don't trust.
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"Here we go, future queen of my land." Zodwa said tramatically
handing me my outfit. Ignoring the sense of deja vu I slipped
the dress on. It slightly resembles the one i had worn the day I
ran away but this one is more beautiful. Crafted for only the
best. It doesn't seem to be missing a a bead of colour. It's
amazing. After she handed me some jewelleries to match my
outfit. This has to be the queen that handled and organised
things too. Her style of elegance shows in my outfit.
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"I'm so happy for you Ntombi. You are my role model. When
something goes south I'll remember that I can do anything
because you can. Enjoy and remember that the Prince loves
you. I see the way he looks at you. The admiration in his eyes
matches with the way he looks at you." Zodwa almost made me
cry with that speech. She's really been a friend to me. I never
thought the woman whom I called to spy for me is now my best
friend.
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"Let's wait for the queen. She'll escort you out since your
mother isn't here." I turned sharply at the mention of my
mother.
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"Zodwa I told you not to mention those people. I don't want to
think of anything bad today. I'm going to marry Muzi and that's
it. No mother nor Sipho or anything bad you hear. I know you
mean the best but I really don't want to reminded of all those
bad things that happened, especially today. Okay?" I didn't
leave space for any further explanation. I think I kind of blew
her bubble.
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"Well...", zodwa said, "I think that's the queen." A knock saved
us from the awkward atmosphere that I had created. The queen
walked in with the widest smile and the most beautiful outfit
with all kinds of the finest jewellery. "You ready??" She asked
with her famous dazzling smile.
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"I'm ready my queen." I responded. In my head I was like, dang
let's do this. The queen with the help of Zodwa covered me with
a blanket. It must have cost a fortune because it was so silky
and warm. As the bride I had to be covered up and most
importantly I shouldn't look at anyone in the eye as a sign of
respect.
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The queen escorted e out of the royal building with maidens
behind us ulating and singing all kinds of Zulu songs. It's sad
that non of my family was here. So would've loved for me to be
handed over to Muzis' family and for a tough negotiation
between the two families to occur but non of that happened.
For me it's all different. My in law will be in place of my mother.
She'll hand me over to Muzi as the elders bless us and gifts will
be given to us.
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It wasn't really hard for me not to look at anyone as a hat with
beads that hang in front of my face was elegantly made for me.
I sag on the mat with the Prince in front of me. In short he
looked handsome. He's Zulu attire showed all the goodies that
made me blush now and then. He is indeed a piece offering
from my ancestors. He gave me a charming smile and I returned
it back though doubting that he saw mine.
People danced and sang to welcome the king upfront.
"We are gathered here to witness an amazing reunion in this
our kingdom. Fellow kings and royals. This is Prince Muzi and
his to be wife, Ntombi. My children I wish you happiness, power
and lot of heirs. May our ancestors continue to guide the two to
continue leading this kingdom to greatness." People ulated,
clapped and whistled at the kings' words. This was his way of
introducing us to the people and giving us his blessings. I
attempted to turn around but I then rememberedI asn't
supposed to look at anyone. I really wanted to see this Eliza.
Well at least she'll be the one seeing me marrying the Prince, I
consoled myself. I just have to hang in there after all this I won't
be seeing her. The quicker the better.
"Muzi, I want you to cherish this woman besides you. Love her
and in turn she she will respect you and see you as an
honourable man. May our ancestors bless this wedding." The
crowd went louder this time as the king finished up his words.
Music continued and some amazing dancers joined us in front.
Each royal family came forward to give their blessings to us. I
can't say I didn't see this coming but when Eliza stood up my
heart sped. "Firstly I want to thank everyone for their warm
welcoming and care. It's indeed true when they say this land is
known for their kindness and well-treatment. This is indeed
beautiful and I wish the newly we'd and prosperous and happy
life together." She said as she excused herself for the rest to
come forward. I don't know if she was being forward or what
but only the queen and kings have out blessings. I guess this is
what they mean to be a drama queen. She definitely wanted to
be noticed. Attention is what she got as she got awes here and
there and a loud applaud. Well... I can't really complain she did
say good things.
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The wedding continued as usual. It became merrier when all
the royals were done giving us their blessings... oh let's not
forget the woman with their un-ending advices. Talk about
awkwardness, like jeez woman I got this. He's my man and I
trust I know him better than you all do.
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I've never in my entire life seen an event so eventful. Everything
was just over the top. The food: Ugali, stew (3 big cows
slaughtered just for that), beans, sweet potatoes and more.
What really caught me of guard were my bride-maids. I didn't
know any do them. This event was really over. I can't be live the
queen really pulled this off. Even though we've had our up and
downs as in-laws I really appreciate their support and
acceptance. I don't know what more I could ask for. I have an
un-dieing love from Muzi and unconditional love from his
family. I'm really happy and I can't wait to start living and
experiencing all ove been deprived of all these years growing
up... love, family and warmth.
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Precious pov.
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My daughter is having the time of her life whilst I'm here,
chasing away flies that are invited by the oh so not
amazing smell emitted by my husband. Life is something else.
Not long ago people respected me. They envied my life and
now look... I've been degraded into a village entertainer. All
these woman found something to keep them busy when having
their un-organized meetings under the shades' of the ancient
trees.
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There isn't much i can do about my situation. All Sipho does all
day is wish for his death. He can't just go. I'm not planning to
live the rest of this journey alone. I've stuck with that man. I just
wish I can abandon him and go back home. My mother's death
left the home that I've known to be eaten and torn apart by bad
weather and abandoness. There's an uncle of mine who lives in
the vilages' border. He's known for his wayward ways and has
been long forgotten by the family. It's only now that I remember
him. His the only surviving family that I have. It's a pity I can't go
to him. He might not remember me or he might not even have
a permanent home himself. I've been told he goes from house
to house living with different women. It's the reason my mother
decided to let him be and reserve herself the headache.
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I've never lived so long without having food, just a loss of
appetite. I'm just too tired to care about giving my body the
necessary things for it to carry on living . I really want my
daughter back but not for the right reasons. She's married to
the prince and as such I should be flourishing and living the best
life anyone could only dream of. It's a good thing I wasn't
involved when they were getting married. The amount I would
have demanded for my daughter would be too much for an ear
to hear. The love of money has been there since.
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The following day...
Sipho just had to take his last breath. I woke up one morning
having enough of his smell. I shook him like always, only this
time he didn't wake up. It's been hours now since some village
boys went out to dig his grave. All attention has been shifted to
Ntombi as people weren't at all shocked by the man they used
to fear. Something tells me that they are happy, I've been let on
to know the difference between respect and fear.
My husband is dead. All that's left for me is to join. What more
do I live for...
PART 2: CHAPTER 1
5 YEARS LATER...
"My love when will all this end. I'm tired already. " - Ntombi.
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"Well, I don't know. But I know someday our ancestors will give
us so many children we won't know what to do with them. We
just need to have patience." The Prince tried explaining.
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"Yes but how long? I'm starting to think something is really
damaged in me. The elders and mostly your mother is running
out of patience. I can't stand to face them. We've been married
for 5 years!! You know that Jabu your advisor and his wife got
married 6 months ago and they have a beautiful baby girl. Just 6
months Muzi!!"
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"Could you stop this!! Don't you think this is causing a lot of
stress on my side too. You don't see me going around and
questioning you right. Wife! You are starting to annoy me!! He
rushed out of the chambers to go where ever he goes. He never
tells me. We are becoming more distant by the day. All because
I can't conceive. My ancestors why??!! I'm tired of this.
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I tried everything. The queen has been giving me all sort of
herbs and medicine that cleanses a womans' womb but nothing
has helped. For the past 5 years I've been struggling to provide
an heir to the thrown. A lot of things have happened in these
past 5 years...
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2 years ago...
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Today I wanted to impress everyone in the palace. I'm making
dinner and I've got to be quick about it. My husband and his
father would arriving soon. The queen didn't know I was doing
this. She wouldn't approve and she'd call the cook to relief me.
Today I felt happy. I've been married to Muzi for 2 years.
Everyone has excepted me and I'm loved unconditionally .
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I stirred the stew like my entire life depended on it. A bead of
sweat made it down my forehead and I wiped it with my other
free hand. I'm sure everyone could smell this food as the aroma
choked me and tempted be to scoop a handful of meat and put
it in my watery hungry mouth.
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I heard laughter and chattering as i finished up with cooking
pap. That must be them. I rushed outside to welcome my
husband. He looked handsome as always. His father looked
awful honestly. His health seemed to be deteriorating by every
passing second but all we get from him is that he's okay. I've
had this talk with Muzi but he brushes it off every time. The way
I know my husband I'd say there's something he knows.
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"So how are things coming along with the trade." The queen
asked, interrupting the clattering of our plates and the shallow
breathing.
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"Well... we've been able to make a deal or two." The Prince
answered on his father's behalf. The conversation didn't go
much further after that.
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Sleeping time came and all was still. Well... until during the
night a piercing scream came from the queen and kings'
chambers. Everyone rushed to see what was happening. The
sight in front of me was horrifying. Someone so great and kind.
His body layed still. So peaceful as if he was asleep. For a
moment I couldn't comprehend what was happening. It's only
when I've seen the queen with tears and a hopefless expression
that I put one and two together.
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The king is dead...
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Present time...
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Honestly I'm becoming tired. I'm having regular periods, I've
tried everything and I've been submissive to my husband but
nothing. Maybe it's him. His seed might not be potent enough.
We just need one child. Grandmother please come rescue me
from this torture. Maybe I need to offer more things to appease
the ancestors. They might not be happy about something. Or
maybe I'm not the rightful queen for this kingdom. I mean how
could I...
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Queen mother pov ( Muzis' mother)
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"I know. You know I've always told those two that a having child
isn't as easy as it looked. My daughter in law is always
complaining but I'm always happy to help out whenever I
can. That was Dorothy. One of the five women I'm having lunch
with. We've been together through thick and thin. We've all
been having a lovely conversation and this woman decided to
just bring the baby issue. She just can't drop it.
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She goes on and on on how we are all not getting young. She
seems to forget who's in charge here. To be honest she's always
been a bad nerve. The king and her had something before he
was mature enough. She's using my unfortunate situation to
mock me in front of the other woman. Does she not stop
talking.
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"My friend. This thing that is happening in your home is not
ordinary." Pssh, did she just refer me to as her friend. She must
be on something.
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"What do you mean." I replied harshly. I wanted to see where
this is going. It might be something the women of this land have
been running their mouth about lately.
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"Well... what I'm saying is five years isn't something normal. No
child what so ever? Why still continue. Maybe this land should
consided taking in a new queen." This woman must be out of
her mind.
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"Do you hear the things you are saying. My son would not have
any of that and who's better fit to marry my son again? My
desperation of a grandchild does not reach that level." Oh her
answer better be good.
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"Remember that lovely princess that wanted to marry the
Prince. What her name again... uhm..." She put her index finger
on her chin as if in deep thoughts.
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"Princess Eliza." A woman next to her filled in which she
nodded in agreement. It seems as if these people have been
discussing this matter.
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"Princess Eliza you say?" The name slipped so smoothly on my
tongue and out of my mouth as if I've been saying it for quite
some time.
2
Muzi pov.
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"Yes son something has to be done. This kingdom can't continue
to suffer like this. You need to show of something. What haven't
I done as a mother to help the both of you. Now my own mates
laugh behind my back all because your wife can't give birth to
even a girl." My mother yelled for the millionth time. I've just
had it with everyone.
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"Mama what do you want me to do, mmh? I'm no miracle
worker. Everything happens for a reason. Have you no hope in
our ancestors? They know what they are doing." I again tried
reasoning to another person questioning this no child issue.
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"My son, something is really wrong and it's your wife. All she
does is eat, sleep and cry to who so ever bridges her from giving
me a grandchild." How can she say that about Ntombi.
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"Mama that woman is my wife. The queen of this kingdom." -
me
"Oh don't dare give me that right now. She isn't fit to be one.
She's just making a mockery of it. Don't you think people
question you too. I can't take that son. The people and our allies
must not see you as weak." How do you reply back to that.
There's no reasoning now. She has a point and there isn't a day
that passes by without me questioning my ancestors.
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I have so much pressure to keep the kingdom and at the same
time making everyone happy. It doesn't help that every time
ceases a reason for me to defend my wife. What more can a
man do?
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"Mom, what do suggest then? I can't control such things."
"You can. Take a second wife." With that final word of hers I
turned my back on her ready to leave her sight. She doesn't
deserve my respect. "Son wait! You need an heir you
know. Hope will not continue this family's lineage. Be a man
Muzi and stop running away!!" She yelled across the room
whilst I gracefully walked away. How would she feel if my father
took a second wife all in the name of a child.
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Queen mother pov (Muzis' mother)
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I'm meeting with the elders of this kingdom. As the queen
mother I've decided to take things into my own hands. I've
given that woman more than enough time to provide me a
grandson and an heir to the thrown. A woman has got to do
what a woman's got to do. This mockery in my kingdom has
gone on long enough.
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Don't get me wrong I do adore my daughter in-law but this is
something that goes beyond anything. My sons' manhood can't
be questioned and it shouldn't. Everyone is as confused as the
other and as such believe whatever rumour that surfaces and
meet them.
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With the elders on bored with the second wife issue Muzi
would have no choice but to do as told. His rule only goes so far.
He's bound to do what the elders think is better for the
kingdom. Much can't be done now. Eliza is still searching and if
she agrees to be my sons' second wife then I don't see why he
would throw a fit, Eliza is a beautiful princess.
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"My elders, I greet you all. I have an important issue that needs
your attention and assistance." I went right ahead with what I
wanted with them. No need to beat about the Bush.
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"Yes woman. Speak." The one who seems to be more in control
of himself answered me.
"As you all know. We've been waiting for our bride to produce
and heir to the thrown. These children are not getting young. I
fear that with more patience the issue would become more of a
problem. I want us all to act fast."
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"But my queen. What is it that we can do." The one in the
middle asked. He has small curious eyes and big ears. He
sounded more intelligent than he looked.
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"I want us to marry a second wife for my son." Silence emerged
and everyone looked at each other. Communicating with only
their eyes.
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Finally they stopped nodding to each other. " I would be lying if
I say we haven't thought of that. I'm glad the queen herself
suggested it." One elder said. They were five in total.
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"Yes, But how do we go about that?" Another one filled in.
"I hope you all remember princess Eliza. The one my husband
wanted for my son?" They nodded in agreement so I continied,
"I heard she still single and waiting for a suitor. I suggest one of
you go to find out more and ask if she's Still willing to marry my
son."
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"Wise choice my queen but don't you think we should notify
your son first." Curious eyes asked.
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"Well... I'm sure you know how badly he would react to this.
This is the reason I called you people. As per our tradition he
can't defy the five of you standing together concerning one
issue, right?"
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"Yes I do my queen but what about the wife, Ntombi?" I didn't
see the person that said that.
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What can I really say about that. Ntombi has failed to fulfill the
duty at hand.
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"I'm guessing she'll understand. She knows a son is needed.
Now that my husband is gone many people will try challenging
us and we don't want to rise doubt within our people. This is for
everyone's good." They all nodded.
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"Then my queen I volunteer to go." The one who looked more
in charge said.
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"Well then. You shall update us. Meeting dismissed." Shuffling
of feet echoed around the room as the men went away one by
one. The way they loved order, their departure was done in an
orderly manner.
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Now off to telling my son the reality he has to get used pretty
son. Let's hope Eliza would be on bored with this...
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Ntombi pov.
We all sat around the dining table eating our dinner. I sense
some tension from both the queen and the Prince. I feel like
this would have been much more pleasant if I ate in my
chambers. Times like these really makes me miss the past king.
He had some humour in him and he never made dinner times
this awkward.
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"Please excuse me." I tried excusing myself since the situation
seemed to be getting much worse but the queen insisted that I
sit down.
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"Ntombi, you haven't even touched your food. Should we call
the cook to make something else since you don't seem to like
the current food. Or is there something you are hiding from us.
Are you pregnant?" The queen just had to cut the wound even
deeper.
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"Mom please. Stop it!!" The Prince warned her mother.
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"It's okay. I'll like to be excused now." I went right to my
chambers. "See I told you all she does is cry." I heard the
queen say on my way.
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Muzi pov.
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"Mother! I will not take this. When have started this behaviour
towards my wife. She's the queen for kingdom's sake." I tried
keeping my voice down.
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"My son you need to new wife. I don't hate her. This situation is
just so unfortunate and frustrating. " she said. Raising the same
point I've forbidden her from ever saying.
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"Mother I told you. I will not!! Now quit it."
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"Well that's a shame then because all the elders have decided
and are now in the process of getting you a wife that will give
you children!"
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"WHAT?!!"
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"It's time to be a man son."
3
Ntombi pov.
It's been a week since I last saw the queen. She has successfully
made it on my bad list. I don't blame her. It's fate that I blame. I
need to act fast. I feel my marriage slipping out of my fingers,
the strong hold is fading. The Prince had ceased sleeping with
me for a very long time now. Call it being busy or what but I
know my man, a week without sex is like months in the
dessert.
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"Zodwa I'm really desperate now. I'm mentally struggling."
Zodwa was sitted across of me. We were having lunch outside
the garden.
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"Ntombi, honestly speaking this is not just an ordinary thing. I
know you've adapted the white mens' culture but this is beyond
this your new found God. I say it's high time we consult the
sangoma (chief priest) to consult with the ancestors." I'd be
lying if I say I haven't considered it. Anything is an option at the
moment.
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"Do you know anyone then." I asked desperately.
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"Yes I do. He's really strong and I believe he'd be able to help. "
"What are we still waiting for then."
"It's a long journey. We need to prepare well. If we leave early
enough we will be back in the evening. Tomorrow should be
perfect. " My problem would be the Prince but he barely gives
me any attention. He won't notice my departure.
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"Then we shall begin our way tomorrow before the cocks crow."
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"Are you sure we are on the right track Zodwa? This place looks
really isolated I don't think a person can live in this kind of
condition." It was early morning and the Sun hadn't come out
when Zodwa and I ventured to find the 'powerful man'. It didn't
take much from me to get out of the house. Muzi was sleeping
like a baby and when he wakes up he'd want nothing but to
quickly start his day.
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"Ntombi, you need to trust me. I'm so sure. " she ushered me
forward. If I didn't know Zodwa I was going to assume she want
to butcher me and leave my remains here. The Sun was dancing
around in the clouds. Slowing ascending and marking yet
another day.
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"Okay but how long till we get there. I think we've travelled far
enough. I didn't sign up for this." I was seriously tired and
running out of patience. I feel like we are even going around in
circle. This place doesn't seem to be safe at all. The light created
by the morning Sun and the deadly green trees that aligned in
an orderly manner created a dangerous and a mysterious
atmosphere. I didn't know such a place existed in my kingdom
:
A little while longer the trees decreased and it seemed we were
at last reaching human civilization. Once we emerged from the
"jungle" we spotted an old woman.
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"Good morning ma, we are look for bab'Dhlomo. The traditional
healer. " she turned toward us but what really disturbed me
was she looked at me for a very long time as if she knew me
from somehow. To be honest she possessed non-human
qualities except for flesh of course.
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"My daughter if you continue on straight I bet you will find him
very easily." She smiled at us. Showing her dark stained teeth.
Talk about creepy. Her eerily white hair did no justice to her
behaviour.
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"Thanks ma." I said. We left her side. I felt someone watching
me so I turned around and there was the old woman waving
and smiling. Her eyes stuck on me.
"Zodwa is it too late to go back. This place is giving me the
chills. Did you see that old woman." I swear she was now
getting annoyed. All I seemed to be doing was complain non-
stop.
"We are a few minutes away from a solution and the first thing
you want to do is run away. This is the chance for you to save
your marriage and thrown." She was right. I put on my bravery
act and stepped forward.
The woman was right. We never got lost after that. In front of
us stood a very colourful house. Drawn to draw the attention of
every living creature that set its eyes upon it. As I was about to
knock the door flew open. This left Zodwa and I with open
mouths because there was no one inside. Still with the bravery
act we stepped inside the hut.
"I've been expecting you?" someone in the shadows said.
"Please ma. We are looking for bab'Dhlomo. Forgive us if we
came to the wrong house." I said trying the see what so ever
was in the shadows. The voice sent cold shivers in my spine.
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"No not at all. I'm mam'Dhlomo. The person you are looking
for." What? I thought that the traditional doctor would be a
man. The person finally emerged from the darkness. She looked
exactly like the woman that gave us the direction to this place.
Only she looked a bit young and... beautiful. My heart started to
beat a bit faster.
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"Calm down and sit down. We don't have the whole day. Your
husband is already asking for you. I know what you came for so
there's no need to explain." She said flashing me a bright smile.
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"See I told you you came to the right place." Zodwa said with
pride as we sat down the warm mat. This place looked cosy. It's
contrasted with the atmosphere outside. This woman seemed
to emit powers through her paws. She looked ancient... yet
young and wise. I'll have to ask Zodwa where she heard of this
woman
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Muzi pov.
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"You are telling no one has seen my wife?? What do you man
do the whole day? I hope for your good my wife is safe
wherever she is. " I yelled to the head guard. I've been out of
my mind searching for Ntombi.
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Wherever she is I suspect she went with Zodwa her private
maid because she is also missing. I hope this isn't some plan for
me to pay attention to her. Either way I have to find her in order
to ease my mind.
:
I paced my room. Feeling the air around me thicken is I replayed
the day I'd lost Ntombi and the amount of time I took to finally
find her. A knock came and before I could answer my mom
walked in.
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"What is happening son? " she asked with a look of worry on
her face.
"Mom where my wife?" I asked desperately.
"Son how could you ask me such. How would I know that. Isn't
she your wife. Either way we've found a new wife..."
:
"Don't you dare bring that now. Ntombi is missing and you dare
utter such nonsense. I said i will not marry anyone."
:
"Son she's fine. She's with Zodwa. They are both full grown
woman. Now we need to get things quick. The new bride is
expecting us."
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"GET OUT! NOW?" I ordered her. She looked at me as if not
believing what she's hearing.
"I'll be back." With those last words from her she left me alone.
DAMN IT!!!
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Ntombi pov
"Please tell me. How do I give my husband a child? I'm I
barren?" I asked the woman desperation clearly marked in my
voice.
:
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"No my queen. That is far from what is happening. Your
grandmother has heard your cries. Even though your ancestors
have turned their backs from you. She's willing to help you.
Now listen. You and your husband need to do the right thing.
Our ancestors work in mysterious ways and it's a shame they've
bridged your children from coming into the real world."
Mam'Dhlomo said.
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"What is it that we need to do??" This woman isn't making
sense.
:
"You need to appease your ancestors. The royal ancestors do
not recognize you as their bride but as the queen. Your bride
price needs to be paid you need to be handed over
properly."Oh no. All this time I've been struggling because of
some stupid Lobola and being handed over. What a stupid
world we live in.
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"You know there are no males in my family. There's only my
mother."
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"My child. All I kept on hearing from your grandmother is that
you need to find him. Now I don't know what that means.
Everything happens for a reason." I can't have that. I need to fix
things now. I can't travel for so long only to get such an answer.
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"Isn't there anything we can do. Please I'm desperate." I
pleaded with her and Zodwa joined in.
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"Quite!!" She quickly shut as both. "Go home. Of course I have
other solution but I doubt you'd be willing to give birth to a
child from the dark one. Now leave!!"
4
Our way back to the palace was one of hopelessness. Where in
this time and place do I go about searching for that one person
that popped out of the blue. I give life a hand of applause,
Really. One can never rest without life constantly throwing all
sort of hurdles to the point of not wanting to live anymore.
What I'm I still living for?? Where is my happily ever
after??Maybe my life is meant to be in constant pain, from one
problem to the other.
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"Where have you been woman?" The sharp voice of Muzi shook
me from my thoughts. What is he doing here? He's supposed to
be wherever he goes when he goes early in the morning.
:
"Muzi, what are you doing here. I thought you'd be gone."
:
"I asked you a question. What sort of a married woman leaves
her home for hours and a queen for that matter?" Does he
really want me to answer that question.
:
"Well... same way you go out early in the morning leaving your
wife. A king for that matter!!" I stuttered a bit at first then
regained my posture. He grabbed me to our chambers, away
from the eyes of the guards and the people that accompanied
our presence. I suddenly feel bad for talking to him that way in
front of his subjects.
:
"I've had enough of you Ntombi!! Your constant complains and
now this. Do you know how worried we were. Couldn't you
have told someone at least. I really can't deal with you."
Me?? Complaining???
:
"Muzi is this your way of saying that you want me out?? For so
long Muzi. Is it because of a child that I can't give you, right??" I
suddenly became emotional. Tears began rolling down, afraid of
the answer Muzi would give me.
:
"This Is What I mean. Don't you think i would have done that
already if I didn't want this anymore. Ntombi I care for you
damn it?? You know what I'm done with this conversation." Just
like all the other times he left me all alone. Surrounded by the
sad atmosphere that engulfed my whole being yet again.
Hiccupping I said a silent prayer. To God... to the universe. I
can't...
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Precious pov.
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I can go on and on wishing for death the whole day, even
everyday. The truth of the matter is that I'm a coward. As much
as life is a struggle right now I can't bring myself to throw the
towel. I want to keep on living, for what I don't know. I figured I
could try finding my uncle. It should somehow be easy for me
since he leaves a mark everywhere he goes. I have to find him,
mend things between him and I. This life is too lonely for me to
bear. Yes the only living soul in my family that's alive.
:
Ever just had a strong feeling of doing something. Without no
reason at all but in your heart you know you have to it. This is
the sole reason f finding my uncle. Something tell me he isn't
far and I have to find him. Maybe he's in trouble or maybe
together we could figure out this thing we call life.
:
Which is why I decided that today I'll start looking for him. I'm
at the market place hoping for something, anything. I hope he
isn't one of the mad people galavanting the street and stealing
whatever the people gathered to make ends meet. He can't be
far... My guts kept saying. I don't know what pushes me to keep
in going even under this scorching Sun. Sweat dripping down
my forehead and throat as rough as the sand I'm walking on. I
got around the place my uncle used to hang around with his
buddies at time. There stood a woman with a child on her back.
Yelling the different stuffs she sells and how hers is the
cheapest.
:
"Morning ma'am." I greeted her as i neared her selling place.
"Please can I talk to you?" I asked since my greeting seemed to
not grab her attention.
:
"Lady please shift so the other people can buy since you don't
seem to be buying." She shooed me to the side as if I'm a wasp
ready to savage her fruits.
:
"I'm looking for a man called John. Please help me." I quickly
filled in before she completely got rid of me. She stopped mid
way as if I've said something important, well at least I grabbed
her attention.
:
"Hey, look over this place I'll be back in a minute." She said to a
young girl. "Let's go somewhere private." She instructed me. I
followed her away from the crowd.
:
"You spoke of John. What do you want of him?" She asked
suspiciously. "Are you one of his mistresses."
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"No not at all." I said quickly. "I'm his niece. He's been missing
for a while now." I stated desperately.
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"Oh." She seemed relieved enough. "I don't know where John is
at the moment. He'll be back later on though. He's my
husband... well at least his woman. You see we have children
together." This new information didn't seem to surprise me at
all. That's what my uncle is known for but what really caught
me of guard is that they are still together. Maybe something
changed... but who knows.
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"I really need to talk to him ma." I pressed on. " and I don't
think I can wait until that late for him to come back." I picked up
my belongings. I really should get going because it's getting late.
:
"Please tell him Precious, his niece, was here. Tell him I said he
needs to come back home. His sister has passed on and he's the
only one left including my daughter and myself. " with that I
left. I went back home to be lonely again...
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In the neighbouring village...
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The elders of Zulu land were welcomed and their matter of
marrying a princess for the Prince was still pending.
Negotiations, laughter and joy were all but nothing that was
present in the palace.
:
Princess Elizabeth couldn't deny the bubble of love she still felt
for Prince Muzi. The thought of being a second to any man
disgusted and left a sour taste on her tongue but it is this way
she realized she can only be with the Prince. Her father was
against the marriage proposal but after hearing the princess's
plea, he welcomed every gift and bargained with the elders that
came to marry off her daughter. King jabulani saw this reunion
as something that her daughter didn't deserve but more as
something that might turn out bad for her daughter. He saw the
desperation in the elders eyes but what would they do If they
no longer needed her daughter...
5
Just like all the other times, I'm staring into space and
wondering what in the name of the almighty I'm I going to do.
Obviously time isn't on my side. Everybody has ran out of
patience, even myself. I've searched my brain for this person
but nothing comes to mind. There must be a mistake
somewhere. Or maybe they were talking about my dad. It's the
only person I can think of but where do I go about looking for
him. This is so frustrating and so unfair. These are the things the
ancestors should overlook especially in my situation.
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"Come in." I ordered Zodwa in after she knocked.
"My queen. The queen mother is asking for your presence."
Zodwa said shuffling on her feet. She seems nervous and it
makes me wonder what trouble I'm in with the queen at the
moment, I'm hoping it's not about an heir, We've been through
that one already.
:
"Did she say what she wants from me?" I asked concerned.
"Actaully there are people in the dining room and princes Eliza
is here too." My body just tensed but quickly recovered. It must
be nothing serious. Probably some welcoming thing I need to
do as the queen, I told myself.
"Okay tell her I'll be right back. I want to fix myself first." She
left me alone. I quickly made myself look presentable and also
gathered my thoughts.
:
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The hall boomed with laughter and people passing around
meat. Is there something I'm missing here? I entered the room
cautiously, eyeing everyone as if questioning them what the hell
is going on here. My quick sweep stopped right when I spotted
Princess Eliza. What was she doing here, today of all days. I
don't remember sending out invites to a party.
The queen walked right up to me. She gave me the biggest
welcome I didn't think she was capable of. "First wife of my son,
please join us." She pointed to an empty seat next to her. Okay,
this is new. This whole time I followed every instruction
carefully. This new found kindness scared me a hell lot. As far as
i was concerned there isn't any child coming anytime soon , not
with the missing person in question of course.
I greeted the elders. Their gleaming eyes soon turned serious
and some of them couldn't look at me in the eyes any longer.
Did that witch do something to me? Maybe p my presence have
much weight. They fixed their postures toward me as if
readying themselves for war. Okay, this I can't do. What
happend to being happy. I liked them like that more.
"My queen we've all taken our time to update you about some
slight changes because we respect you." Oh please. I internally
rolled my eyes at that.
"Princess Eliza here. Is the new wife of this house. Please
welcome her with open hands. She'll be the second wife to the
king."
"WHAT! MA! WHERE IS MUZI RIGHT NOW?!!" All eyes snapped
toward me. As if I'm the wrong one in this situation. "I said
where is my husband. How dare you all go behind my back to
bring this spoiled brat in this place?"
"My queen please understand..." one elder cut in.
"Understand what? That I'm no longer needed around here
right. Is my opinion as the queen that irrelevant??" I retaliated.
"Ntombi sit down." The queen mother calmly commanded me.
"I didn't expect this kind of behaviour coming from you. Now
can you welcome this lovely lady and apologise for calling her a
brat. She's a princess for royaltys' sake." My ear hummed with
heavy blood coming form the adrenaline rush. It was getting too
much. I Walked out leaving everyone to continue with whatever
they were doing before I interrupted the peace.
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So this is it. Prince Muzi went behind my back to marry another,
princess Eliza for that matter. Why couldn't it be another
princess I wouldn't mind that much. That spoiled thing will
make my life a living hell I swear. I knew from first glance that
she was after my man. What I'm I going to do???
Think think think!!
There was a small knock on the door before the person in
question came in. The handsome face of my husband appeared
and I wanted nothing else but to seperate his head from his
shoulders. I don't even want to see him. How dare he, they???
"Ntombi." Those simple words from him made me flinch with
so much hate and anger.
"Don't even come close to me. Muzi why?" A tear of anger,
confusion and betrayal slid down my chick.
"I didn't have a say. I wasn't there when they were marrying her
for me. Please understand, I don't love her." The pleading in his
eyes made my anger even more evident.
"Don't say that. Muzi not even a heads up? Why Eliza anyway,
mmh?"
"And to think she'll be the one to carry your children because
I'm incapable... Is this how things were supposed to be between
us?"
"Ntombi..."
"Don't come near me and get out!" I stopped him before he can
start begging more. I just need to collect my thought.
I need to do something. I don't know anymore. Soon he'll fall
for that brat and they'll make babies right nude the same roof
as me. I really can't begin to imagine sharing the Prince, Ever!
Grandmother where are you? Oh my ancestors what do I do
now??!
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JOHN (Precious' brother) POV.
1
All the way home I couldn't stop ignoring the pain from my
boots. Times are tough and every now and then I go out to
work for the white man just for a bit of change, at least
something to put on the table.
"Good evening wife. How was the market today." I greeted my
wife whilst she was helping me out of my boots, they hurt so
much especially when you are not used to them.
"It was unusual. A lady came looking for you. She was in a hurry
so she couldn't wait. She said i should tell you to return home."
She made me panick a bit. I hope it isn't my old mistresses.
"Who did she say she was?"
"Precious. She says you are her brother." Right then and there I
knew something wasn't right. Why look for me now? Is my
mother still fine. Is Precious still healthy? And my niece?? I
suddenly felt guilty for living them all this while.
"Did she say the reason??"
"Not really. I think it's something urgent and you need to go
back home. I and your children don't know where you come
from." She made a point.
"I guess we have a trip to prepare for then." I finally said. I can't
wait to see my family. What of my mother? I know I haven't
been the best son. I have to make up for it. I need to apologise.
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Ntombi pov.
It's been two horrible weeks since Eliza came into the palace.
The woman pisses me off, really. There's no resting and she got
everyone's attention like she want, even mine. Not like she is
the barren one here. I really can't help hating her. My mind says
I should make peace with the fact that I'll never have children
and Eliza will forever live under the same room as me but she's
impossible to be around.
Eliza this, Eliza that. It's so annoying. I want to rip her womb out
of her, yes my hate towards her is that strong. To say the queen
is trying to bring us altogether is terribly killing my will power to
avoid her at all times. As long as I can get through dinner and
breakfast I think I'll survive.
As for the prince. I don't want him and neither do I want him
with Eliza. A part of me want to just move on and take things as
they are and another is fully protective of the Prince, sharing is
not an option.
"Are you sleeping with Eliza tonight?" I asked the Prince. He
seemed to be going out and I couldn't understand because it is
late already.
Silence.
"Did you hear what I asked!" Louder this time. "Are you going to
sleep with the mighty Eliza?" I asked again. Clear mock visible in
my tone.
"Ntombi this is ridiculous." He said without looking at me.
"Muzi, you know what? Do whatever you want." I don't know
why I'm giving up now. I should've done so a long time ago.
Maybe the blow wouldn't be as painful.
I know he's going to sleep with Eliza and it hurt... so much. As
much he says he loves me an heir is more important at the
moment. How could a non-existent baby cause so much pain.
Muzi pov.
I'm stuck between so many things. I didn't think they would
bring Eliza to be my wife. What is done is done and right now
I'm under pressure to bed her. I know it's ridiculous for me to be
sneaking out at night to go see Eliza but I had to or else she
might complain to my mother, who by the way has pushed
things too far. I can see how Ntombi is at the peak of exploding
every time we are dinning together. That's something i will have
to sort out.
For the first time tonight I would be sleeping with Eliza. I can't
say what would happen. Initially my plan is to bed her and get
her pregnant. How I left my first wife isn't sitting well with me.
Ntombi is a jealous person to begin with so telling her would've
have made a huge fight. A silly part of me still want to believe
that she has no idea where I'm at at the moment.
"Come in." Eliza answered after I knocked on her door. Careful
not to alert nearby passers.
I gingerly made my way in. She wore the sexiest cloth I've ever
seen on a woman. She is attractive I had to admit. For a
moment all was forgotten about Ntombi.
"My king. You've finally made it away from your clingy wife.
Please come sit." I didn't like her talk but still she kept me in a
trance so I made my way toward her.
She pulled me closer to her. Laying my hand on her full breasts.
My breathe got stuck when her hand covered my front part. I
wasn't planning on backing down, not now at least. My goal is
make this woman pregnant and tonight i shall fulfil it.
John POV.
It surprised me how well i still remember the way back home. I
didn't have a problem locating my area but the challenge came
to locating the house. My family and I stood there where I'm
sure my mother's house was. I was confused. I knew this was
the exact place where the house had been but what stood in
front of me shook me to the core.
"John. We are tired. Are you lost? This can't be your home. Look
how little is left of this place. I don't think people live here. Well
at least not alive ones." My wife said clearly exhausted. She was
having non of it. I could see the hunger and tiredness in the
children. My last resort was to go around asking people but
where are the people. What of the neighbours.
The only people that were available were three houses down
and to say I was thankful is an understatement.
"Good day. Please do you know where I can find Precious." The
man i was talking to looked confused.
"There's one person in this whole village whose name is
Precious. Do you mean the mother of the queen." He asked.
Clearly confusing me.
"Well..." I continued describing her. I seemed to be confusing
the both of us.
"Listen. I know of one Precious." I agreed that he should tell us
where I can find the Precious he was talking about.
My family kept groaning and moaning on the way there. I
stopped when I saw a big house. The man said i shouldn't get
lost since the house is bigger than those around it. I clapped my
hand notifying the people inside that people were outside.
My sister came rushing outside only to stop mid-way.
"John. Is this you?" She looked different. A bit fuller and mature
with a few more rinkles than I remember but her eyes and voice
assured me that this my blood.
"Precious!" I exclaimed meeting her excitement.
"Please come in. I'll make you something to eat. You look tired
and I know the journey you took was a long one."
I agreed and my family seemed satisfied. I kept on looking
around for someone. A husband maybe. My niece, where is
she?
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King Muzi POV
"Muzi how could you. Why did you it."
I woke up with sweat trickling down my face and neck. The
uncomfortability I was in and the awful dream I had brought me
back to reality. I regret it all. Last night was a mistake but it had
to be done.
I carefully put my clothes back on. If she wakes up i don't want
to be there. I know it's cruel but I don't want to show anymore
love to her than I already did. I don't want to raise her hopes
up, I can never lover her as much as i do to Ntombi. She's
nothing more than a baby carrier to me.
"My king." Oh holy f@ck. She just had to wake up. Why??
"Hi Eliza." I answered shortly as I'm not in the mood to make
casual conversation.
"So where are you go this early morning. Didn't you enjoy your
sleep here. She didn't look as stunning as usual at the moment.
It still baffles me how ntombi manages to look cute, if I may say,
in the morning's. Speaking of which, let me go check up on her.
"It was ok. I have to go bye. " I quickly closed anymore future
conversation. I gave her a peck on her cheek to ease the guilt
and to kind of thank her for the amazing night. She isn't had
actually. She more than satisfied the animal in me but
something seemed to be missing.
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I made my way to my chambers that I share with Ntombi.
Should i knock or just make my way in. I spent a good five
minutes battling on that until I finally let myself in. I expected a
sleepy form but I was met with someone who looked like my
wife. Sleep was immensely painted on her once rinkleless face.
She looked unhealthy, like a mad woman.
"Good morning." I cautiously greeted her.
"Tell your mother I won't make it for today's breakfast or future
ones." I'm in shit.
"Ntombi I'm sorry." I didn't know what to say. I felt like I did her
so much wrong.
"Muzi not know. Eliza would really appreciate your presence
right now. Just go away. " ouch.
"Can't I be in here anymore?" The look she gave made me want
to just turn around and do as she said.
"Really? Is that supposed to be rhetorical or what. You lost the
right to be with me the moment you decided to sleep with
Eliza." God help.
"Ntombi, you know my reasons."
"Muzi just go and leave me alone. All of you. Get out maan!" At
this moment my brain was telling me to fly out of this room but
I couldn't. My feet were stuck and I couldn't leave her in this
state.
I did what I felt at the moment. I closed the gap between us and
hugged her so tight until she stopped boxing me. I love her so
much but there are certain things I'm not in control of. Yes I'm
the king but that comes with sacrifices and so much pressure.
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JOHN POV.
My sister gave us the biggest welcome anyone could ask for but
I wasn't at all comfortable being here. Who live's here? Who's
house is this? I didn't want to get all to quizzy before we have
settled down and the children away to hear us talk about
private matters.
"Precious it has been so long. I'm dearly sorry for all those years
without coming home. I was overly ashamed and didn't think I'd
ever be welcomed back home." She held My hand as if still not
believing that I'm in front of her.
"Brother, mother missed you so much. We all did. It didn't
matter what you've done you'll always be family." I looked
around, as if she read my mind, she said, " this is my husbands'
house. He is dead. Brother a lot of things happened."
She continued talking, telling me all that has happened whilst I
was away...
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NTOMBI POV.
"Ntombi open this door now." The mother queen yelled. I don't
want to see anyone, can't they at least except that.
Muzi left me hours ago after he held me so tight. I needed that.
I need him. It made me happy that he stuck around this time.
No matter what wrong or hurt he seem to be doing to me I
can't find it within me to hate him. He is the love of my life. I
love him.
"I said i won't come. Is the food not going down without me. I
doubt that. Now leave me alone." I retorted.
"Young woman you can't do as you please here. I'm trying to
bring peace between the two wifes of my son." I laughed at
that.
"Last time I checked I'm the queen." She didn't say anything
almost making me think she finally decided to leave me alone.
"This kingdom is mine and last I checked your husband never
put you through this misery so don't act like you understand.
The least you can do is give me space. Dine together and have
as many children as you wish, just let me be. Give me this small
luxury that is left. Is that too much??" My voice held so much
bitterness and I know my strong will caught her off guard.
"I'll leave for now." She said. I could hear the shuffling of her
feet as she walked away.
At least I can be alone. Think about everything. That woman
won. I can't believe this. Where in the hell is my happily ever
after. I can hurt the Prince, I want to. The only way to do that is
by leaving him. I know he would be hurt and broken. So what
am I still doing here? You don't have a home, a voice reminded
me in my head.
So what to do now. Go to the witch doctor to make me carry a
baby no matter the consequence. Look what love has turned
me to.
JOHN POV.
I sat there not believing everything my sister told me. How can
she be so cruel, to her own daughter even. This isn't my sister.
The Precious I know wouldn't do such evil to her daughter. Oh
what a mess, and I thought I'm the black sheep of the family.
This has to be sorted. As the male and head of this family I feel
like it's my duty to fix and bring my family together. Precious has
to apologise. I don't care how hard it will be for her. Ntombi is
my niece. I was there when she could barely say a word and
used to crawl all the time. She probably doesn't know me since
I left when she was at a tender age.
"Sister, I don't know what to say. You have done so much." I
tried saying that in a way that doesn't seem as if I'm judging her.
She looked down kind of reminding me when we were young
and she did something wrong.
"Brother believe me when I say all this time I've been living in
misery. My daughter want nothing to do with me. I didn't
attend her wedding. It hurt to think that she now has a sister
wife. News has it that the palace needs an heir and she couldn't
given that to the king." She looks guilty and a bit remorseful.
I can't believe my niece is a queen now. But how must she be
feeling at the moment. She has no one. How did the wedding
even happen without any of her family by her side. This has to
be solved. I know for sure our ancestors aren't at all satisfied
with the wedding. Who stood by her side? Is she even part of
the royal family by spirit? Where is she going to be buried even
because she seems to be split in two here. Things have to done
the right way. I believe there is a reason I am here. My family
isn't in one and I can only imagine how the dead feels, our
ancestors.
"Sister, I want to see Ntombi." She looked up in excitement. If
I'm not mistaken I would say she looked hopeful. I'm glad she
still cares about her daughter.
My wife on the other hand didn't move. She seems to be in
thought. Well... She isn't married properly too, since we are
here things will be solved.
"I will get someone to escort you. I think you should rest today.
It will be a long day tomorrow."
We agreed to rest and think about how things might pan put
tomorrow.
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MUZI POV.
"You called for me." I got straight to the point. I don't
want Ntombi to think that i spend all my time with this woman.
"Muzi, why are you so cruel. I'm your wife too. I need you as
much as wife number one needs you." She said in a low
senstive voice. One thing I've learned about Eliza is that she is
manipulative. She will do anything to get what she want.
"Woman I don't have the whole and show respect to your
upper ones. 'Wife number one' has a name. She is queen
Ntombi, my wife." As i said that she got off her bed. Stood in
front of me with a huge smile as if she didn't hear what I just
told her.
"Anyway. I have great news. Want to guess." I'm not up for
games right now.
"I thought I made it clear to you that I'm a busy man. I have a
kingdom to run now be quick with whatever you want to say."
She rolled her eyes at me.
"Well... today I felt a bit off and I spoke to the queen. The queen
then called the herbalist and you know what?" I didn't say
anything nor replied. My spirit was long away from here. For a
moment I wondered what Ntombi might be doing right now.
"I'm carrying your baby." What.
"What did you just say?" I asked her. I wanted to be sure I heard
right.
"I said I'm pregnant for you. Remember all those nights we had
together?" I looked at her, She didn't have to remind me of that.
"This is great news I will tell my mother at once." Something
seems off. Where is the excitement? Isn't this what I've wanted
all this time, after all I've disappointed Ntombi for this. Now
why I'm I not ecstatic?
"What is wrong with you? I just told you the greatest news and
you are all stoic and expressionless."
I walked out to tell my mother the news, ignoring her.
Something is wrong with me and I need to sort myself out. I'm
having a baby and here I am without excitement.
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ELIZA POV.
This man is so stupid and blind. He makes me so angry. I just
told him I'm pregnant and all he could say is he'll tell his
mother. Gosh! This is the thanks I get for going through so
much, all for a stupid child. Oh why me!! I just need him to be
head over heels with me just like I am with him.
I found out that the royal household only brought me here for
me to give them an heir when I first came here. I couldn't back
down now, not when the Prince was just mere metres away
from me. I had to agree even if I knew I couldn't give birth to
any child, even if I wanted to. I'm incapable of bearing a child
and that's a little bit of reason I couldn't marry other men. My
father knows that but yet he would welcome men who wished
for my hand in marriage.
I think somehow there's a deeper part of him that doesn't want
to except my inability to have children. See I'm cursed. That's
what a witch doctor once said to my father. The witch doctor
was male, he prophesied that I wouldn't be able to have
children. I great price I had to bear all because of all the bad
things my father did before he came back to his senses. He was
a wicked king still feared to this day.
I couldn't live with that. Not when I've done nothing but want
love and happiness and now that it's right under my nose, I
can't let it go.
So I made a plan. I journeyed far. Far away from my home and
begged for it. I'm carrying a child that belongs to a god. It is king
Muzis' seed of course but it's protected by something evil and
powerful. I've seeked dark powers for me to be able to give the
kingdom what it has ever wanted from the start. I am carrying
an heir to both kingdoms, this one and the dark one. It's a
sacrifice I am willing to make for love. My love for king Muzi.
This is what love has turned me into. A desperate sick
psychopath.
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NOT EDITED!
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On the following day. The whole kingdom was in celebration.
Celebrating the coming of the heir to the throne. Finally,
nothing could make the queen as happy as the news. She knew
it. To her Eliza was a woman and not for once did she regret her
decision in bringing princess Eliza in the kingdom. She knew her
son had no emotion for her but with time she is hoping that
everything will go accordingly. Her son will soon realise what a
blessing she is to the kingdom. She gave them what they've
been longing for so many years in just a few months. From now
on she'll be treated as the queen like she was born to be,
thought the queen. She couldn't help the happy tears that were
running down her face. To her it was as if the ancestros heard
her cries...
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QUEEN MOTHER POV.
"I'm so happy my child. You have no idea the amount of joy you
have given me. I knew it, you are the one true queen." I
couldn't stop thanking Eliza. In truth, I couldn't believe it. I am
having a grandson. All my enemies will be put to shame and I
will carry a tiny human In my hands once again. This is a
blessing, truly. I can already imagine tiny little feet runing
around the castle. I won't mind a mischievous little one in the
house.
"Thank you queen mother. At least someone is happy about this
child."
"What do you mean Eliza. Everyone is happy." I have no idea
what she is talking about. The moment my son told me The
news I called for an announcement to be made. Cheering could
be heard from all around. Maids, pupils, elders... I can't say the
same for Ntombi. She's been in her room ever since, with her
maid going about serving her the whole day.
"Your son. He isn't rejoicing ma. Why is he doing this to me. I
need his devoted attention after all I'm the one carrying this
baby. Don't I deserve just a little bit of it." How can I put this to
her. Isn't it obvious my son is still love struck to his first wife.
"Hush Eliza. He's probably in shock and doesn't know what to
do with the news. He's been waiting for all these years to have
a son and now that you are giving it to him, he doesn't believe
it."
"I really hope so." She said with a sad face holding her yet to
grow tummy.
"Now let's stop with the sulking and continue celebrating." I
ordered even more food to be brought to us. I want her to eat
so that my grandson can come out a healty baby ready to run
the world.
PRECIOUS POV.
My brother banged on the only gates I've dreaded for years.
We've left his family to come see my daughter... actually he
want to see Ntombi.
We were summoned inside to meet the king, Prince Muzi,
standing tall before us.
"Woman, I thought my wife made it clear to you that she
doesn't want to ever see you again." The king skipped the
greetings clearly showing my un-welcomed status.
"Please my king. Allow me to enter your kingdom, she was just
showing me the way. My name is John. The uncle to the queen.
I've come to see her." My brother said. King Muzi looked
skeptical. He looked between me and my brother.
"Does she know you?" His voice bellowed and echoed all
around us. Royals seem to have some sort of authoritative
command in their voice.
"I hope so." He answered the king.
He was led inside, whilst I stayed outside feeling the coldness of
the lonely day and a deep feeling of sadness. How is my
daughter faring... I wondered.
Ntombi POV
"Didn't I say I want no one to disturb me." I yelled at the person
knocking.
"Ntombi please open up. There's someone here to see you."
Muzi's voice answered. The one voice I didn't want to hear at
the moment. "He says he is your uncle."
An uncle?? My neighbour perhaps?
"I'll be there in a moment. Tell him to meet me in the dining."
I quickly rushed over to rinse myself. I can at least look
presentable. This has to be something good...
I made quick but quite steps on my way to the dining. My
curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't wait to see this man.
He looked fair. Tall, dark and had the smoothest face with wide
eyes and full lips... and he looked older, kind of reminding me of
my mother.
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"Ntombi, you look so grown." He stood to greet me as if we are
long lost friends. Who is this man?? And why don't I know him?
"I'm your uncle." He answered the question that couldn't come
out of my mouth.
"How come. I don't know you." Before he answered me he sat
me down just inches near him. It was like I was the visitor. My
house seemed foreign. This man could be the answer to
everything.
"I'm your mother's brother. I left home in my youth." He said. I
listened to his every word and read his lips. I was afraid that this
is a dream and I'd wake up with my sad reality. He told me
everthing about how he got to live home and found himself lost
with nothing he could hope for until my mother came to find
him.
"You see I was ashamed and I didn't think I'd be wanted back.
Everything is broken. My home and my family. I feel ashamed as
a man and I intend on fixing this." I nodded in agreement. I had
no words but to cry. This right here is my saviour. He will fix
everything just like he says. Where there's life there's hope.
"How are you doing?" He asked. The question so foreign that I
don't know how to answer it. No one bothered to ask me. How
I'm I doing really?
"Everything is shattered uncle. I feel empty. I'm unhappy." The
weight lifted off just a little bit. I didn't care that Muzi was just a
few centimetres from us and he can very much hear us.
"Everything will be fine. I need to talk to this family. You have to
be married properly. Your lobola has to be paid and you need to
be given away properly. If everything is still the same in your life
then we'll make plan. I want you to know that you have me
now. Even though your relationship with your mother is ruined,
that I understand. You need to learn to forgive chana
(nephew)."
I didn't miss his eyes shifting to Muzi as he was talking about my
"giving away properly" .
I can't begin to express my happiness. This man that introduced
himself to me just an hour later gave an assurance no one has
ever given me in my entire life. He gave me hope. At least now I
can hope for the future. The hopes of being a mother, it doesn't
matter that he/she won't be an heir. What matters is that I'll be
a mother. I'll take care of it and spoil it so much. This all got me
so excited and tired that I left my uncle with Muzi. They need to
sort out things. ASAP.
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JOHN POV
"My king. I believe you heard all that was said, especially my
intentions at the moment." I looked at him. He might be the
king but so is my niece the queen. I have to try to give him a
hard time. She deserves happiness in her marriage and I'm
willing to go the extra mile.
"I heard it all. What do you want to be done." Straight to the
point. I like that.
"I want her bride-price. She needs to be escorted off the right
way. She must be recognised as the wife of the king and buried
beside you when the time comes."
"I hear you."
"Right then. I'll give you all the information tomorrow. A date
that your people can come to pay for her bride price and how
the rest of the things will be done."
He agreed. I left the palace a happy man. I met my sister
outside the gate, patiently waiting for me, her eager eyes
showing the curiosity behind them so I went straight to the
point.
"We need to prepare for our in-laws." Her answer was
accompanied by no words and bug eyes.
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Muzi POV.
What just happened? A man came claiming for his nephews
bride-price, that's what. Well where are my uncles then?
To guard:" please go tell the elders to meet me here tomorrow.
Tell them not to panick everything is good." The guard went to
fulfil his duties. We need to be prepare.
I found my mother sitting in the garden. Lord knows what she's
thinking about. "Mom here you are." I startled her.
"Son, you will give me a heart-attack one day. Please do join
me." I sat down eager to tell her what just occurred.
"Mom, Ntombi's lobola will be paid out soon." I filled her on
everything.
"But son don't you think it's unnecessary right now. She's
barren." My mom as usual tried to whisper.
"Mother I don't care. Things have to be done correctly. She's
the woman I love and we both know that." ~me.
"Son, I hope one-day you could open your eyes. Our ancestors
are blessing us with this child and it annoys me that you are not
being the father to be at the moment. Give her your time and
you'll soon begin to love her. Love doesn't just happen son." I
stood not wanting to hear anymore of her words.
"I'll see you later. Send my regards to Eliza."
I've seem to have complicated things instead of fixing them.
Why I'm I not happy to be a father. Isn't that what I wanted .
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3 days later...
JOHN POV.
I've decided to invite the royals by next week. The plan is to
make them pay a bit of a high price, something they'll be able
to afford abviously. The man next door is invited just have
enough people to be by my side. I want everything to go
perfectly.
I've sent a message to the royal house to tell them of my
decision. According to plan Ntombi should be brought back
home two days before they come. She should throw some snuff
to speak to the ancestors and one or two cockerel should be
sacrificed.
"Malume (uncle) I've sent the letter and it was received in good
spirit." The young boy I've sent came back running. I promised
him goodies and he knows my niece is the queen. It was more
of an honour to him to be part of this.
"Thank you son. Now go along and tell your friends that there
shall be a wedding next week." He nodded and sped out of the
yard to God know where. It's time to discuss things with my
sister. She needs to try to make peace with her daughter.
I walked inside the lovely house my sister acquired. "Precious." I
called out to no one in particular.
She came in and we both sat down. " I called you here to for
something very important." She looked up and met my gaze.
My posture shoved how serious I was being.
"Precious, this can not go on for long. You need to make peace
with your daughter. You both need each other." He gaze went to
the floor like always.
"You won't understand. She want nothing to do with me. I've
hurt her. I turned against her so many times. I supported my
husband and chose to do what is wrong against her. She went
through a lot. Travelled across villages to finally end up here as
the queen of this land. I can't just be in her life any how I like."
She made sure she left no space for arguments. She stood up
leaving me with more than a mission fail, this is more
complicated than I thought. Maybe it is because she is my
sister.
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Everything buzzed to life. The queen made it back home. I have
the two cockerel that I'll slaughter for her and traditional beer
was made the previous night for it to boil ferment well over
night. I can sense the tension and the distance Ntombi is
putting between her mother. She Hans been free at all. The only
words she's been able to utter is to my wife and my
children.everyone I look at her I seem her thankfulness but also
a bit of hesitation.
"You see brother. She hates me more than you think." My sister
whispered passing. I have to make her feel comfortable
somehow.
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NTOMBI POV
So how am I feeling right now, you may ask. I feel alien, scared if
I may say. I've never felt like this in years. This is where I've
grown, abused and raped. I guess this is how life planned for
me to face my demons and it's not easy. I wish the woman I've
seen prophesied how and where things would be solved but
like always I don't have a choice. I just need to do everything
possible to get through this ordeal.
My uncle's children are kind and playful. Her wife is beautiful
and kind-hearted too. They feel like family than this house. I
hate it. It brings back memories.
I'm outside with my uncle. Him holding a knife with the cockerel
and me standing there listening and nodding to his incantations.
"This is your daughter. With this cockerel we ask that you open
up her ways and guide her." He finished up. He sliced the
cockerels' neck and fresh blood splattered on the ground. This is
our offering to the ancestors. Tomorrow I shall become the wife
of my husband. I will have a child. Those are the things that
helped with getting on with the days.
9
A week but nothing. A long week since my uncle accepted my
bride-price from the royal and nothing has happened. The
Prince hasn't touched me. How else would I become pregnant.
Will I even become pregnant. Doubt circled around my train of
thought as i have faced so many disappoints. A part of me want
to go back to the witch-doctor and a deeper more
understanding part of me knows better. So I'm alone thinking of
ways to lure my man tonight. He's been nothing but a walking
corpse. The only thing I get from him are 'good morning' 'good-
night' and 'are you alright'. Not the usual I love you and kiss on
the head. Operation get me my man just for tonight on.
I'm going to join them at dinner wearing something sexy and a
bit more revealing. It should be more interesting as i rarely join
them at the dining. All this plan should steer his attention
towards me and I'm going to relish in it. As for Eliza, she'll be
fine after all I'm the first wife. She's way too whiny for a woman
who's less than 6 moths pregnant not to talk of a month, either
way I pay her no attention.
***
"Ntombi you look beautiful." Zodwa said as she came in my
chambers.
"Mmhh? Don't I always?" I eyed her suspiciously. "Anyway i
called you to tell you that I'll be joining the rest for dinner today.
So don't go out of your way. I want you to relax so don't come
to check up on me later. "
"I wonder..."
"Ssshh! Now go on and get a life." I stopped her mid-sentence
and shooed her out. She'd make me cower if she stays any
longer. I want zero distraction.
****
I strolled my way next to kings' right side. All eyes turned on
me.
"Oh! Look who decided to be part of the family." The queen
was the first to speak amidst the silence and open mouths.
"Mother, please." The Prince warned his mother and helped me
take my seat. I didn't miss the eye-rape he gave me, his eyes
lingering a bit on my cleavage. Eliza 00: Ntombi 01, I did a secret
fist-pump in my head.
I'm going to taunt him so much he won't know what hit him.
"So love , as i was saying before." Eliza said, with pure charm in
her voice. Looking at me when she said 'before'. "The herbalist
will be coming tomorrow. Don't forget." She finished. The poor
baby is always used to make a point. This won't change my
plans. I too want my own belly to rub.
Muzi POV.
My mind clouded with so many things as i sat near my two
wives. Ntombi looked sexy. I don't know what she's planning or
thinking but whatever it is, it's working. Eliza is obviously
shifting my attention toward her instead of Ntombi, truth be
told I couldn't keep my eyes away from her lips as she chewed
and swallowed the food. She ignited sparks that I've longed
ceased to feel. I had the need to move closer to her and claim
her whole body right now.
"So what have you been up to, sister wife?" Ntombi asked Eliza.
I don't know whether she wanted to clear the silence or what. I
don't know with Ntombi these days probably it's because I
haven't given her much time.
"Oh you know..." Eliza answered. Clearly trying to make things
obvious about her pregnant situation.
"I wouldn't be asking if I did." -Ntombi. These too seem to be
playing too nice to eachother with every passing second giving
each other melicous smirks. I didn't like it one bit.
"Well since you are insisting... I have been busy making sure
that my baby is well taken care of. Eating healthy and making
sure I'm strong enough to give birth. Not like you'd know any of
that." I didn't miss the pause and slight sadness in Ntombis'
eyes and body.
"ENOUGH! I don't ever want to hear the both of you right now.
Can't a man eat peacefully in his castle anymore." I burst
followed by my exit to where ever it is that I'll find peace. I want
to think straight and not in front of tempting ntombi and two
woman who can't keep quite for just a minute.
"Muzi wait." Ntombi stopped me on my way.
"Ntombi, go finish your food." I instructed her even though all I
want is to be close to her.
"I want us to talk." She looked serious. I followed her to her
room, our room that I don't occupy very much.
She moved closer to me and hung her arms around my neck.
Sensually rubbing my earlopes. She got me there. I could abide
to whatever bid she wanted.
"I miss you." She came even closer. Her full breast rubbing my
chest.
"I miss you too my love."
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NTOMBI POV.
A feeling off emptiness suddenly over came me, obviously not
dreaming I could tell. I opened my eyes up wanting to
comprehend more of this feeling, more so where I'm I? Every
memory rushed into my mind as i became familiar with the
walls of my chambers. Last night was great, beautiful even.
I remembered the reason I woke up, feeling of sadness, and
that's when I realised the person that I spent the night with is
not by my side. I laid back on my back and stared at the roof,
silently praying that somehow I will be pregnant. I shouldn't
lose hope. There'd a next time, I tried consoling myself.
I put my cloths back on. I don't want Zodwa to come to see
what happened. It's kind of embarrassing when people think
that you've been used, again.
"My queen, the king asked you to join him for breakfast."
Zodwa said excitedly like a kid that was promised treats. In my
head I was thanking the one above that I had picked up my
cloths from the floor to clear out any sort of suspicions that
something naughty happened in here last night.
"Calm down, would you? You were saying." To be honest I heard
her. I wanted to make sure.
"The king, his highness, asks for your presence my queen." She
said slowly. Clear mock in her voice. I nodded my head.
"Tell him I'll be there in a few. I need to wash myself."
She exited my chambers with her high mood leaving me in
confusion. Doesn't he have 'duties' to fulfil this time?
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MUZI POV.
I've never felt so alive until now. Last night made me reminisce
the good times my wife and I had, my first wife. She's still as
vibrant and as beautiful as ever and I wanted nothing more
than to spent even more time with her. I set up a breakfast date
for the both of us. I made sure to go all out, not just any other
breakfast she'd ever had.
I watched Zodwa as she went to call Ntombi. Making sure
everything is in order.