The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 25

SASA'S POV_

I made it back into my room quite shaken. Khaya didn't seem like someone who would just scare me.

Me: "What do they want from me?"

Ama: "Not from you. They want it from Nkosinhle."

Me: "Why Amahle?"

Ama: "It's simple. If they can get to you, they can see how he reacts to you. Seeing that Nkosi finds it difficult to control his emotions when it comes to you, it will be very easy for them."

Me: "Is this what he meant when he said he can't be seen with me in public? That people will want to hurt me to get him to react?"

Ama: "More or less, yes."

Me: "What is wrong with you people? No offense but what the hell? Is power so important?"

Ama: "No offense taken. Yes it's important but we have to keep it in the right hands."

Me: "This is a lot for me." I got in bed, covering myself.

Ama: "I'm sorry." I couldn't even sleep. Every time I tried I felt like I was drowning. It was so uncomfortable and annoying seeing that it's late and I'd like to rest after a busy weekend. Eventually I slipped into a quiet peaceful sleep.

NKOSI'S POV_

My father was hosting the Phakamisa family. I did not have much of a choice but to attend this dinner and later meeting with King Phakamisa and my father. He was being secretive about his business opportunity, but I wasn't in the mood to figure out why. I also couldn't stop thinking about Thembisa. I know she's probably worried about me and I couldn't wait to get out of this meeting. I couldn't leave the house because I knew my father had the army as extra security following me. Maybe if Thembisa goes to eNtabeni first, then I follow, it would be better? The staff. Fuck. Okay, I can clear out the staff. How will she get to eNtabeni? Mthunzi needed to pick her up. But Mthunzi is basically joined at my hip, him not being near me would be suspicious.

Sikhosana: "I think that would be a great idea. Don't you think so Mehluli?"

Nkosi: "Yes." What the hell was I agreeing to now?

Sikhosana: "Then it's settled. I'll ask her family to join us for dinner this week."

Nkosi: "Who?"

Sikhosana: "I thought you were listening?"

Nkosi: "Sorry, I was thinking about work." He stared at me, not believing a word I said for sure.

Sikhosana: "We're talking about the Bathonga princess. Her father expressed interest in meeting you. She's only two years older than you. I think you'll have a great deal in common."

Nkosi: "Because she's two years older than me?"

Sikhosana: "No, because she studied architecture too."

Nkosi: "I see. Father, I promised the princes I'd join them for a drink. I'll only be a short while."

Sikhosana: "Alright then. Go be with your peers. We'll talk tomorrow."

Nkosi: "Have a lovely evening King Phakamisa." I got up walking out. Mthunzi was in my office.

Mthunzi: "My Prince."

Nkosi: "The army is still following me."

Mthunzi: "I can talk to your father tomorrow." I dialed Thembisa's number, the phone rang to voicemail. I tried again and she didn't pick up.