Once Upon A Lie - Episode 1

 

HELLO FAM! WHO MISSED ME? WELL, I DID MISS YOU. SORRY I TOOK SO LONG BUT FINALLY, HERE I AM. LET'S GET THE BALL ROLLING, SHALL WE?

QUOLA KINGDOM

“My King! My King!! My King!!!” Nosie rushed into the palace. “My King” he cried, catching his breath and panting as he went on his knees.

“Speak, you servant. You see two chiefs here and you keep crying for the king” Chief Birian said.

“This information is for the King to hear o . Please call out the King, he needs to hear this o.”  Nosie said amidst tears.

“Okay, tell us and we shall tell the King. He is presently ill, as you know and is asleep now. We do not want to disturb him, so speak” Chief Jalami said.

“Okay, I shall tell you. The Mbatas… the Mbatas… they are…”

“What are the Mbatas doing? Speak fluently, you stupid servant” Chief Birian shouted, visibly irritated.

“Ahah Birian, calm down and let him speak” Chief Jalami said. To the servant, he said “you continue”

“Thank you Chief. The Mbatas… right now, they are planning to wage a war against us”

“What?” both Chiefs said in unison

EPISODE 1

“Ahleera! Where are you? Ahleera!!” Fuole called out.

“Right here, my prince” Ahleera said as he ran to him. 

The prince, Fuole and his personal servant, Ahleera have been friends from childhood. Ahleera was given to Fuole after the Great War

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. Yes, that unforgettable war that caused a change in history and the future of many.

“Ohh Ahleera my friend, I have told you countless times not to do ‘my prince, my prince’ with me like a demanding female whenever we are alone, haven’t I?” Fuole asked, glaring at him.

“Oh yes you have, my prince” he replied with a mischievous smile on his face. Fuole glared harder at him and suddenly joined in the smile as he lunged towards Ahleera and wrestled him to the floor. When they both got tired, they sat on the floor panting.

“What about Paulita?” Ahleera asked. Fuole said nothing and he continued “she must be looking for you now, you know”

“Oh yes and her search will be veryyy unsuccessful… again” Fuole said as he laughed naughtily. Ahleera joined in his laughter.

“Really Fuole, that last time was very funny. So funny that even the King and the Queen left the scene, shaking their heads”

“I’m telling you. Did you see how red her face was? She kept doing ‘my prince, where did you go? The food I made for you is now cold. Let me quickly heat it for you’ bla bla” Fuole said, mimicking her voice and actions.

“But seriously Fuole, she’s pretty, she walks gracefully. She has some attitude problems though but doesn’t show them to you. She still cares about you, even if it’s a little tiny teeny too much”

“Too much is too much, my friend and it is bad” Fuole said as a matter of fact.

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. Getting on his feet, he continued “That’s by the way sef. I don’t love her. I don’t even like her. Do you expect me to agree to live the rest of my life with some I don’t have feelings for even a little tiny teeny bit?”

“Well, you are right and I respect your decisions” Alheera said as he stood too. He continued “Unfortunately, Paulita doesn’t and she has your parent’s backing”

“That is their kettle of fish” he said as he and Alheera got on the horse.

 “They must have noticed by now that we are gone. What do you think will be happening right now?”

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“Akita! Brenda! Sidris! One of you should come here right now” a voice commanded from one of the royal rooms.

“Brenda,” Sidris whispered “go, she is calling you”

“You’ve gone deaf abi” Akita whispered to Sidris.
 “You can no longer recognize your name sebi. Don’t go o. stay there”

“I need to take this soup to my master. Sidris, answer the young princess” Brenda said.

“I called you three and one of you answered me?” the personality behind the voice appeared and a lady in nothing but her underwear came into view.

“My apologies, young princess” Brenda said with her and Sidris on their knees. “Akita and I have been…”

“Come again, who do you call young princess? Who is the older princess?” the lady glared at her with eyes filled with fury.

Brenda began to shake all over and as she proceeded to answer, a voice from outside spoke in her place.

“I am, Pualita” a lady stepped into the room in an attire that spoke volumes of royalty and said “I, Nnuole, am the older princess.”

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