The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 46

NKOSI'S POV_

The meeting with Khaya and Zwe was done. I was happy with this proposal, mostly because of its benefit to not only grow himself as a businessman but to offer an essential skill to others. Mthunzi's assistant served us a bottle of whiskey.

Khaya: "I'll have to kindly decline, thank you. I don't drink alcohol." I could've sworn I've seen him acting a fool in a nightclub.

Nkosi: "Juice fine?"

Khaya: "Yes please." I nodded at the assistant and she hurried out.

Nkosi: "What are the basic requirements of enrolment on this program once it's approved Khaya?"

Khaya: "I wanted it to be Grade 10 at minimum."

Nkosi: "You do realize that most people in the village are uneducated?"

Khaya: "Yes Your Highness, I understand that. In the same breath I think the basic requirement plays a pivotal role in determining whether the said person can understand instruction and implement it into work." The assistant brought his juice.

Nkosi: "A person with a grade 8 cannot understand instruction?" I watched him sweat. I understood what he was saying I just needed him to come to the realisation of something else that he can do. Khaya was smart, it shouldn't take him long.

Khaya: "They can. In the prospect of theory. It will be rather safer to introduce a practical to someone with higher learning."

Nkosi: "So what do we do about the ones who don't have it?"

Khaya: "I can speak to the department head to see what they can offer. Perhaps another program apart from this project that offers education to those who need higher learning. Maybe their skill isn't in office, perhaps in trade but in order to achieve that, they need to learn more basic theory and understanding. A bridge if I can call it that." There you go.

Nkosi: "Good. I'd love to see how that pans out. Keep me updated, Khaya. Once this works for the one village, we're spreading it across the province then the nation. I hope you have the ability and capacity to handle that."

Khaya: "I do, Your Highness." He finished his juice. "Thank you once again for this opportunity Your Highness. I won't disappoint you."

Nkosi: "Shouldn't be worried about me, be worried about the learners you'll be helping. Alot of them will be decades older than you." He nodded.

Khaya: "Yes sir. I should be on my way, Your Highness. Thank you again for your time. Thank you Bhut Zwe." Zwe nodded at him. Khaya left the office. I drank my shot of whiskey.

Zwe: "Thanks."

Nkosi: "For what?"

Zwe: "Allowing my brother to present to you. I know you're probably very busy."

Nkosi: "With the royal council coming up, yes."

Zwe: "Do you have any new business coming up?"

Nkosi: "No. All my business ventures are already public."

Zwe: "It's good things too. What you do for the villages." I looked at him.

Nkosi: "Thanks."

Zwe: "I should get going before the hospital runs to the ground." He chuckled.

Nkosi: "How's that going?" Zwe had always wanted to be a doctor. I had no doubt he was a great one too. At least some of us got the opportunity to watch our dreams come true.

Zwe: "It has its days where it's really rewarding but alot of the time, it's draining. It's no where close to what we used to talk about." I managed a small grin.