LANGELIHLE #53
SEASON FINALE.
VIRGIN
I went to the school today to enquire about getting the transfer letters for when we move next month, and they were of great help. By next month, I hope everything will be ready. I can’t believe this is happening! I filed in a notice at work, notifying the bosses that I’m leaving next month. I hope they will be good references on my future endeavours.
The only person I haven’t told is my mother, but I know she will understand. And besides, me and Phil are married so I don’t think it will be that much of a big deal.
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ELANGENI KINGDOM
King Fisokwakhe and Queen Thembi of Zwelicebile have graced Elangeni with their presence. They brought at least three royal guards with them. They can’t travel to an unknown land without bodyguards.
They are brought to the throne room and shown where to sit, as they wait for Queen Langa.
Thembi:This place looks nice, exactly the stories I’ve heard.
Fisokwakhe:It is nice, we sent that boy to build an alliance here I don’t know what is it that we hear he has done now!
Thembi:Let’s give him a chance to at least explain what happened, because right now we are in the dark.
Fisokwakhe:You let him get away with too much, that’s why eyi snowball kanje.
Queen Thembi looked down and her eyes wandered around the room, the place was gorgeous and she wished she could be given a tour around to admire every room and floor.
Seconds later, Langelihle arrived with Bab’Chiliza, wearing her royal attire and they bowed a little welcoming her. She sat on her throne chair.
Langelihle:Ngixolise ukunilindisa(I’m sorry for keeping you all waiting).
Thembi:It is okay, we haven’t been here that much long.
Fisokwakhe:Your Highness we are here about our son, who is said to be in trouble and committed a crime on these royal grounds.
Langelihle:Yes your son came here weeks ago as a person who is exploring the place, we allowed him to stay because we couldn’t chase out a person. Then recently, one of ours left us, it was said she committed suicide and we found a note, which was allegedly written by her. But, something came to my attention, that Nongcebo, the girl who died, has been suspecting the prince for weeks and was keeping an eye on him. I then called Thembalihle in here and asked him if he knows anything about Nongcebo, and he was sweating, he looked nervous. When I pointed the sceptre, it glowed and deemed him guilty. He was sent to the royal prison with immediate effect.
King Fisokwakhe nodded digesting the news he was hearing.
Fisokwakhe:What is he saying about all of this? Does he admit to his crime?
Langelihle:He does, he says it was an accident. But, the fact that he tried to cover up the murder makes him guilty.
Thembi:We understand, and thank you for informing us. What will be his punishment?
Langelihle:To never set foot here, her family said they are grateful that he’s feeling remorseful. But you have to pay a fine of three cows, ugeze umuzi wabo.
Thembi:We thank you My Queen, can we see him?
Langelihle:Of course, the guards will accompany you.
They nodded and stood up. Thembi looked around searching for the sceptre, but she didn’t see it.
The guards led them to the prison and she asked her husband to talk to Thembalihle alone first.
Thembalihle:Mama is that you?
Thembi:It’s me son. Are you okay?
Thembalihle:Hanging in there.
Thembi looked around and turned her eyes back to her son.
Thembi:So did you find the room?
Thembalihle:I didn’t.
Thembi:What about her staff?
Thembalihle:I couldn’t pick it up. I’m sorry I failed.
Thembi:Shhh you did nothing wrong. I will take care of it now since I’m here.
Thembalihle:What will you do?
Thembi:I will get what we seek. What happened with the girl?
Thembalihle:It was an accident, she overheard me speaking to you and said she recorded me. I panicked and tried to snatch the phone away from her, but I accidentally pushed her over the balcony. No one was going to believe me that it was an accident, that’s why I did what I did.
Thembi:It’s okay my boy, listen your father is outside. He doesn’t know about any of this, don’t tell him. As far as he knows, you only came here to court Langelihle.
Thembalihle:I understand mother.
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SONDELA
After that session we had yesterday at the garden, we came back and finished off at the bedroom. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. It was amazing, it’s been a while since I’ve been inside my wife. I have been missing her terribly. I’m smiling from ear to ear, that connection we shared came back yesterday and I love her even more. That look she had when I went in deeper and didn’t stop. Good Lord! Let me stop here before I crave her again. I woke her up in the wee hours of morning and turned her around and around like a marinated chicken getting ready to be grilled.
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Later during the day.
Thembi and Fisokwakhe are seated on the couches, waiting for Thembalihle to get ready. Thembi wanted to ask if they could stay for the night and leave the following day. She had a mission of her own that she needed to fulfil, and she needed only one night. Her son failed her, but she won’t.
Fisokwakhe:This boy is taking too long. We need to leave before it gets dark.
Thembi:I think we should ask to sleepover, kukude e Zwelicebile. We will arrive by midnight.
Fisokwakhe:Our son already committed a crime here Thembi, we shouldn’t stay any longer, before they change their minds.
Thembi:They won’t, the Queen looks like a nice person.
Fisokwakhe:I don’t want to hear it, we are leaving.
Thembi sighed and thought of ways to convince her husband that they should stay. She can’t let the opportunity miss her, not when she’s arrived Elangeni with her feet.
A while later, Langelihle comes to them.
Langelihle:I hope you are having a good day. Your son is almost ready, don’t forget the fine. His punishment is a slap in the wrist, Nongcebo’s grandmother said she didn’t want anything dragging so she opted for this.
Fisokwakhe:Soon as we arrive home, we will make arrangements My Queen.
Thembi:Uhm My Queen I was wondering, is it possible that we stay for the night since it’s going to be dark soon? And we can’t drive at night.
Langelihle:I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but we already had a bad encounter with letting one of your family stay over. There are hotels you can book into if you don’t want to drive at night, it’s a two-hour drive to Durban. You will find good hotels there, but as for staying here I’m sorry I can’t.
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Narrated.
Mkoti makes him the drink the black liquid and he frowns at the bitterness.
Mdabuli:This gets worse with every sip.
Mkoti:You have to finish it. You wanted this, remember?
Mdabuli:Yes.
He drank it and gave the cup back to him. Mkoti cut his arm using a razor and poured his blood inside a calabash.
He chanted some weird language and grunted while sneezing. When he was done, he burnt the calabash with Mdabuli’s blood inside of it.
Mdabuli took a deep breath on the bed, allowing the magic to take place.
Mkoti:How do you feel?
Mdabuli:More power hungry.
He asked Mkoti to darken his heart more, he didn’t like the feeling he felt the other day. He doesn’t want to feel like that again, hence he needs his heart dark. Now he can focus on the matter at hand without feeling guilty or anything. And everything is playing out exactly like he expected.
