Once Upon A Lie - Episode 7

 

QUOLAN KINGDOM

“What?!” Jalami shouted. “Are you sure of what you saw? Or you are making up stories?”
“Chief, I barely escaped death” the servant replied with his hands on his knees, panting. He reached into the pocket of his knicker, brought out a scroll and gave it to the chief.
“It’s okay, you can go.” The prince said to the servant. “Thank you, my prince.” The servant said and left the royal room.
“My prince, you really predicted this situation well.” Jalami said . ‘I just never knew the Mbatas would stoop this low in their thinking” 
“Cruelty is in their blood” the prince said as he collected the scroll from the chief. On opening it, he saw, written with human blood, THE WAR HAS JUST BEGUN!

FUOLE’S POV 
“So you’re going to get her a house?” Ahleera asked me, looking at me like I’ve gone crazy. “Yes. It’s not like it’s a big house or something, just a place for her to stay”
Yesternight, Marita told me a bit about herself, how she grew up with her mother in the outskirts of the kingdom, her mother had died since she was ten and she’s been fending for herself ever since. Hearing her story made me pity her and has spurred me to help her

All episodes of this story can be found here >> https://www.ebonystory.com/story/once-upon-a-lie

. I still want to hear the rest of the story today. Why was she where we---
“Fuole, Fuole” Ahleera said as he slightly shook me out of my reverie. “Yeah” I answered loudly
“God, what were you thinking about, man? What will you say then?”
“Say to what?” I asked, feigning a sad look just to get me out of the trouble I’ve landed myself in with Ahl. I didn’t even know he had been talking, was so lost in my thoughts.
“My God! Anyway, I said” he cleared his throat. “I said what if His Honour finds out that you are buying a lady a house? You know you already have issues with Paulita. It will be as if she is the reason you don’t have good relations with her. It will cause bad blood. What will you then say?”
“Oh my! Ahl Ahl Ahl” I raised my head up in frustration. ‘You think too widely. When we get to the bridge, we’ll cross it. Plus, the King has travelled now, no need to worry yet.”
“What of when the King comes back? I worry for you, Fuole”
“You worry for yourself and your love life. You think I don’t know you--”
“Don’t try to change the topic, my friend. If this gets exposed, you take all the blame” Ahl said and I gasped “No way am I in this alone. You didn’t advise me”
“I am now” Ahl said. “I can’t hear it” I covered my ears. “You can” he shouted and we bickered back and forth. I pulled the of my horse tighter and the horse sped more towards our destination.

MARITA’S POV
I opened my eyes and yawned loudly as I rolled on the bed. “Ouch” I shouted and suddenly, the events of the day before poured into my mind like water. I forgot I had injuries. Thank God for the intervention of the prince and his friend. 
What’s that his name sef? I should remember – Ahl! Yes, Ahl, I remember. He doesn’t seem to like me though. Anyway, I don’t have any matter with him, it’s the prince I need.
I stood up from the bed and managed to walk outside to brush my teeth. After, I took my drugs and took my bath. I can’t really tell if I took my bath or wiped my body. I really did sustain many injuries and they hurt. Father wouldn’t like it. 
Ooh Father! He just came to mind now. What will father be doing right now? Probably sitting outside, sipping his tea and eating a spoon. Oh, how I miss father. I’ve never spent some hours without him before. He must feel lonely. That’s why I have to avenge mother, make her proud and make father happy.
I reached to my neck but I couldn’t feel it. I searched the floor but I couldn’t find it. I rolled the mat and carried it to the back of the door. From there, I started looking around when I suddenly heard a voice. It was so sudden that I jumped, hit my injuries and collided with a wall. 
Wait, I thought to myself. It’s a wall, but why do feel comfortable in its hands. Ooh, wait a minute, I said in my mind. Do walls have hands? I was turned around and I got mesmerized by the features that had their attention on me.

FUOLE’S POV
“Let me get down here, you take the horse where he’ll stay” I said and got down from the horse.
“In a hurry to see her?” Ahl winked at me. “You lover of women” I rolled my eyes. “Well, only the best” he said as he left on the horse.
Ahl isn’t just getting it. I don’t love her, at least not yet though she’s beautiful and has pretty brown eyes and well, she’s attractive. Oops, where are those coming from? I mentally slapped myself.  Uhmm, should I knock? She might be sleeping and that would disturb her sleep but it isn’t proper to walk into a lady’s room without knocking. What if she’s---
My thoughts got interrupted when I saw the door opened. I rushed toward the door and she appeared from the back of the door, looking around with her back facing me.
“Looking for something?” I asked and she suddenly jolted and stumbled into my arms. She turned around and stared at me for seconds. Seeing her even closer now, I think she has the most beautiful eyes ever. I got lost staring right back at her.
 I think we were there for a minute before I suddenly heard the sound of someone clearing his throat. She jumped out of my arms and I released her.

Read " Let It Go " by the same author ( Gracious )

. She looked embarrassed, pulling at the hems of her blouse.
I faced the real culprit, Ahleera of course. “Did you give the horses water?” I asked. 
“Yes, I did, my prince” he replied. 
I faced Marita and saw she felt embarrassed too. Well, we weren’t doing anything, Ahl just happened to walk in on us in a compromising posture. Heyy, I was even saving her nau.
“Soooo” I drawled. “Were you looking for something before?” I asked. 
“Noo, nothing at all” she fanned herself with one hand and bent to pick the mat with the other. Cute! Oops, where did that come from? I scolded myself. I don’t even know her yet.
 I have plenty time on my hands today, so I should. Well, what’s with this sudden interest? God, there’s a war going on within myself! I inwardly groan. can’t hear it” I covered my ears. “You can” he shouted and we bickered back and forth. I pulled the of my horse tighter and the horse sped more towards our destination.