Bhekokwakhe
The hour had finally come and the word had spread all across the Kingdom of the crowing of the new King, he could almost taste all the excitement he felt in the pit of his stomach.
“Hello my King.” Zitha said as she came into the room with a huge smile splattered on her face and bowed a little.
He kissed her as he watched the servants putting in the final touches.
“Hello my Queen.”
“I love what you did back there, you showed them who you were now one final problem remains what is to happen about your siblings?”
He had given so much thought about his siblings knowing that by now they would have heard the news and they would not be excited for him, worse not after how he talked to their mother.
But knowing that he can’t afford having them around he had to make sure that they were to leave and not risk having them conspiring against him.
“All is taken care of.” He said with a smile on his face as he saw his plan finally coming together.
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People started filling in, he smiled as he thought that all these people were here to see him, besides him he had Zitha. He looked at the sword that was brought in by that frail little bo that night he fatgerd was supposed to crown Bhekumbuso, he had thought that he would have died at that fight but surprisingly he didn’t.
The sword was beautifully carved, even though he had never sparred in his life he still kept the sword only because he wanted it.
“We are here to introduce the new King to all of you.” One of his old father advisor said looking at the large crowed of people.
If it were his father the people will be sitting on the table eating by now but he didn’t do all that, he didn’t want any peasants dining in his home, eat in his gold plates and drink his best wines.
“The new King is Bhekokwakhe.”
Instead of praises and eople clapping their hands the people started whispering to themselves as they gave each other confused looks.
He stood up and everyone went quiet “I am the the new King and you will show me some respect.”
The whole room became quiet as they all looked at him, some with respect and sone with a little bit of fear.