KHAYA'S POV _
The ladies from the shelter had done a great job with the parcels. Mnqobi's phone went off. He answered. The guards had come inside. Something was wrong. Did the king find out about me? Oh fuck no.
Mnqobi: "Yes. Okay." He hung up. "We have to go."
Khaya: "What about the parcels?"
Mnqobi: "Sibonelo's assistant is on his way, he'll take over from here. Let's go Khaya." We walked out the building surrounded by the guards. This was making me quite uncomfortable. My phone rang as I got in the car.
Khaya: "Yes?"
Zimmy: "Khaya. What's going on? My phone wasn't working for hours, there's a lockdown, I'm terrified. What's going on?"
Khaya: "A lot is happening. I'll speak to you soon, okay? Stay in the apartment for now. We'll talk. Don't worry about anything, you're safe there." I hung up. I had a more pressing issue now. "Mnqobi, what's going on? Is the king looking for me?"
Mnqobi: "No. That's been sorted already. Sbo says the other royals have banished us from court."
Khaya: "What!? Why?"
Mnqobi: "No clue. And while we're outside, we can't be too safe so he wants us home. He's there as well." Just when you thought it couldn't get worse. "Who were you speaking to?"
Khaya: "Zimmy. I think she might have to go to res for a bit. Just so she's not alone. She's scared."
Mnqobi: "Yeah because if we bring another girl to the house, dad is gonna wild. I don't think he's in a good mood currently because of this ban. I wonder what the hell happened." We arrived at home, seems like everyone was home. We walked in to the lounge. King Biyela, Zwe and Sbo were waiting.
Khaya: "Hello Tata." I sat down.
Biyela: "Hello son."
Mnqobi: "What's going on?" The King looked at Sibonelo.
Sibo: "What was I supposed to do Tata? Blame Zwe."
Zwe: "I was in hospital. How is this my fault?"
Sibo: "I'm not about to be the family villain again. Tata, you should understand where I'm coming from at least?"
Biyela: "I don't even know what's going on."
Zwe: "Sibonelo, what happened at council?"
Sibo: "The other royals want Sikhosana off the throne. They reckon now is the best time to vote them out. I spoke for the family, saying we won't be participating in voting. They asked us to leave."
Biyela: "I understand where you're coming from. Honestly this is hardly the time to remove them from the throne but the other royals did make valid points."
Sibo: "This should've been something that we all sat to discuss with Mehluli. He already started with including us in his royal visits. We have more say than we did last year. This could've been solved but nooo, people want war first." Mehluli? Since when was he his biggest fan? Just last week, he was his nemesis. I was glad I wasn't the only one warming to him though.
Biyela: "So what do we do now?"
Zwe: "Nkosi said he wants a meeting later today after council so perhaps we'll talk about it then. All of us have to be there."
Biyela: "And what happens if he is exactly like his father? What then?"
Zwe: "He isn't, tata. Trust me." The door opened again and the ladies came in. The queen looked upset. The princesses behind her looked fine but Petu was alarmed.
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