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Location: The Emperor's Dowager's Royal Complex, The Royal Palace of Sekhe, West African State

It was after the Rehema's rehearsal that day, that Ekon was supposed to meet Rehema. It was the late afternoon, he and his three servants were ready to meet with her for supper and were trying to leave his house area, until he found his gates sealed and guarded by two tall men, with armor.

Ekon turned to look at his main servant standing behind him, who simply shrugged because he was just as confused as he was. Ekon bit his lip and went to approach the men at the sealed gate.

"Care to explain what the meaning of this is?" Ekon asked irritated but with his head held high. His royal robe touched the ground and was black and gold.

"Your majesty you aren't permitted to leave your establishment until Empress Rehema deems necessary," The guard on the right said, keeping his face straight and unemotional.

"Excuse me?" Ekon asked taken back.

The guards remained silent.

"Move out of my way. I have a scheduled supper with my daughter, this evening you imbecile. How dare you block the Emperor Dowager from proceeding!" Ekon burst out loud.

"We are simply following orders," the guard on the left responded with a nonchalant face and tone.

"And whom orders would that be?" Ekon asked puzzled.

"Her majesty's!" The two guards answered in unison.

"She would never—" Suddenly one of the servants behind him cleared his throat. Ekon turned around to give him his attention and now also saw the mail boy had joined them. His servant handed him an already open letter, while the mail boy seemed too scared to approach the Emperor Dowager.

"What the hell is this?" Ekon asked not bothering to take it. He felt nothing but embarrassment during this moment. It reminded him of his days back as a concubine.

"It's from the Committee Council, your majesty. You might want to read it..." his servant gulped. Ekon sighed in irritation and snatched the letter from his servant's hand.

He peered at the first line and then went directly to look at the bottom of the letter, which was confirmed with not just a stamp but Rehema's signature. This was the real deal. Did this mean he did something to upset Rehema? Everything has been going along well between him and her so what on earth could be the meaning of this.

Ekon read through the letter seeing it stated, "The Committee Council for Empress Rehema's royal coronation has collectivity decided to be a halt and pause of his majesty Ekon Eze leadership of the council until further notice. We hate to discuss and come to his discussion, but the current proposal of his majesty erupts and sudden changes, would do heavy damage to a coronation that is very important to the African people. We simply cannot allow them to take place and would rather give his majesty time off from the council as the coronation is near. Thank you for understanding your majesty and Empress Rehema will fill you in with updates later."

What mostly lingered on his mind, after reading the short message was what changes were they talking about?

"What erupt changes are they speaking of? They're keeping me sealed away over what?" Ekon huffed.

His younger servant shrugged, "They won't give us any detail."

"Who is the leader of the Committee now?" Ekon asked.

"His Majesty the Emperor, your honor," his main servant answered.

Blood rushed to Ekon's face, after hearing the title announced. Of course, it had to be him behind this. It just had to. Ekon crumpled up the letter in his hand in anger, turning his hand into a fist, and rushed back up the pathway to his home, with his servants bewildered and confused tailing behind him. There was no way Chike was going to get away with this. Trying to get his own daughter against him? Now that was a line Ekon didn't think Chike was brave enough to cross.

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