The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 9

SASA POV_

The bath at least relaxed me. I felt quite a bit better but my heart hadn't returned to it's normal pace. I got out the bath, grabbing a towel to dry before I washed the bath and let the water out. I walked out the bathroom to the bedroom. Nkosi wasn't in the room. I took my bag, taking out my light blue dress. I lotioned my body, wearing my underwear. I needed to be dressed before this man walked back in here. The dress was body hugging and pooled at my feet. It held my breasts comfortably. Perfect for this warm weather. I closed my bag as the door opened. Nkosinhle walked in, leaving the door open. A lady pushing a trolley walked in behind him. She set up the table again with bowls. The room had been cleaned while we were out I suppose because when we'd come back, the bed was made and everything else was tidied away. The lady made her way out after bowing to Nkosi, he closed the door behind her.

Nkosi: "You look beautiful."

Me: "Thank you."

Nkosi: "Breakfast is served. I was advised that it would be your favorite." He pulled a chair for me to sit. I sat down.

Me: "What is it?" I lifted the cover. Porridge. A slow smile formed on my lips.

Nkosi: "Good to see you smile again." He sat down.

Me: "You tried to feed me to snakes."

Nkosi: "I did no such thing baby. So how do you eat this. I guess a spoon is involved, do you just put it in your mouth?" I stared at him.

Me: "You've never had porridge?"

Nkosi: "I have. I think. Must have."

Me: "You think? Taste it." He tasted a spoon of porridge.

Nkosi: "It's tasteless. You like this?"

Me: "You're supposed to add sugar, butter and anything else you like."

Nkosi: "Oh. I didn't know."

Me: "Let me help you." I poured two spoons of sugar in his bowl.

Nkosi: "That's a lot of sugar."

Me: "Relax. Close your eyes. It's not going to harm you." He chuckled. I added some butter.

Nkosi: "I wouldn't let anything harm you. You need to trust me Thembisa." I stirred his porridge.

Me: "Taste it now." He had a spoon of porridge. "Can't believe you've never had porridge."

Nkosi: "In my younger years, I might have. This is nice. And sweet."

Me: "It will get you ready for breakfast later. Porridge tends to disappear from your stomach in two hours."

Nkosi: "That's not possible. This is maize, it's supposed to be filling."

Me: "Temporarily." We finished the porridge and had some tea. "So who told you about this?"

Nkosi: "My advisor. Did you enjoy it?"

Me: "Very much." My phone rang. "That's probably my dad." I answered. "Hello Tata."

Xolani: "Hello my child. How are you?"

Me: "I'm fine. How are you?"

Xolani: "I'm well. How was your week?"

Me: "Quite relaxing. I prepped for school mostly. My classes start on Monday."

Xolani: "Okay. Hopefully you got some rest."

Me: "I did Tata. How is everything at home?"

Xolani: "Fine for now. Your mother says hello, she's doing laundry."