The throne's keeper.

Chapter 4 - I need this.

Khwezikazi.

"You look gorgeous."

Kabo says as she brushes my back while I stare at myself in the mirror in my white and gold attire.

The seamstresses did good with my dress and so have the make up artists, I look like a completely different person.

Nkanyezi comes to Kabo's sides and she looks at me, smiling at me through the mirror in her cute zulu attire, peach skin and everything. She's really beautiful and I can only imagine how she'll look like when she grows up.

She has her hair tied up in a neat bun and a pink ribbon tied around it

I see so much of Kabo in her but Siya stands out a lot more especially in the eyes but she's a perfect combination of the both of them and yet they have deprived this baby of an extra drop of melanin, she's the most cutest thing on this planet.

The Gumede babies are gorgeous to be honest.

"Uncle Sanny is going to cry so much when he sees you."
She says as a small smile grows on my face as I stare at her again.

"Why would he cry ?"

"Because it's your wedding day, daddy said he wanted to cry at him and mommy's wedding."
She tells me, excited voice and everything.

One thing I've learned about Nkanyezi is that her father is the hill she's willing to die by and so is he, she cannot engage into a conversation and not breath a word about her father. She loves her mother to bits but it's the latter with her father.

It's admirable.

"So you think your uncle would cry too."

"I hope he does, I've never seen uncle Sanny cry."
She says before she giggles as she explains her hopes for today.

I wish I'd be as happy and excited as they are but I feel like what everybody seems to forget is that as much as they are trying to make this as pleasant as possible for me i am finding this very difficult to adjust this whole thing, to find the amount of joy that their experiencing.

"Hey its okay, I know that this might be a bit scary, but your going to be okay."
She assures me as she gives my back a gentle rub and I release a huge sigh. She gives me a small closed lip smile through the mirror and I nod my head at her.

Where do I even begin with this woman, I see why her husband adores her.

"Is my family here ?"
I ask as I move my eyes away from her and at the mirror again, looking for any flaws, I refuse to look as ugly as my current dilemma.

"All of them."
She replies with a smile and I look at her again but she only continues to smile despite the look on my face.

"Including my sister ?"

"Yes and your brother and your father too and the whole Dlamini clan."
She explains again.

"Tell the guards to escort them out."
I request and her face drops and it soon turns into a shocked expression.

"Khwezi-"

"I don't want them here."
I cut and she shakes her head at me in an attempt to make sense of what I've just asked.

She looks at Nkanyezi who's ogling at us both and she pulls her Ipad from the sofa and she hands it to her.

"Today's an exception, and don't tell your dad about this."
Nkanyezi smiles as deep dimples pierce cheeks.

"I won't."
She replies before running off to wherever with the tablet and her mother looks at me again.

"They are your family..."