The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 71

MTHUNZI'S POV_

I noticed the silence from the backseat when we drove back to eNtabeni. I wonder what happened, they seemed to have been hitting it off.

Zwe: "Got any plans for the day?"

Mthunzi: "Probably gonna see what Nkosi is up to. You?"

Zwe: "I need to find Sibonelo and sort him out before he does damage. Sometimes he can go a little overboard. Speaking of which." He took out a phone. "You can check this, it's Thembisa's phone. I watched him sweep through it, it's clean."

Mthunzi: "Oh, thank you." I'm sure he could also sense the tension. Surely I'm not making this up.

Zwe: "Great service. You pulled it off beautifully."

Mthunzi: "Thanks. Did you know just like weddings, there are also funeral planners? This shocked me."

Zwe: "It would make sense. A funeral is an event. Just that the main guest is late." I almost choked, laughing.

Mthunzi: "I hate you. That is the darkest joke I've ever heard, coming from a funeral Zwelethu."

Zwe: "I'm sorry." He chuckled. We drove up the mountain and parked. There was hardly space because the King was obviously here.

Mthunzi: "The King is here." I got out the car, opening Busi's door.

Busi: "I'll wait here." Zwe opened Thembisa's door and she got out. I was worried about my wife and what was going on but I had to go inside. I closed her door, leading Thembisa in. Nkosi met us at the door.

Nkosi: "My love." He hugged her tight, kissing her face. "What's wrong?"

Sasa: "Just tired. I need my pills, and maybe a nap." She kissed his lips and walked away. Nkosi stared at me.

Mthunzi: "I don't know. The funeral was okay. I have no clue what happened afterwards." He looked behind me.

Zwe: "Hi Nkosi."

Nkosi: "Why is your wife in the car?"

Mthunzi: "She's not doing okay either. One of the guards will take her home. The king is here?"

Nkosi: "Yes. We're going up the mountain. Mthunzi, your wife isn't okay. Please take her home. Also, take the rest of the weekend off."

Mthunzi: "Nkosinhle."

Nkosi: "I have 17 guards staring at me right now. The perimeter of this villa has actual soldiers defending it. I'm safe. And with family. You need to go home."

Mthunzi: "Okay. Call me. Here." I gave him Thembisa's phone.

Nkosi: "This is not my phone, how can I call you with it?"

Mthunzi: "Yoh Nkosi. That's Thembisa's phone. Give it to her. You must call me with yours."

Nkosi: "Okay. Hi Zwe, are you staying?"

Zwe: "Now you see me? Mxim. Let's go Mthunzi." I laughed.

Mthunzi: "You know how his brain sorts problems first before actual manners. Call me Nkosi." We walked out. Zwe drove back to his family home, so I can get my car.

Zwe: "Alright we'll talk later."

Mthunzi: "Yes. Thanks for today Zwe."

Zwe: "Pleasure. Even though I didn't find myself a wife."

Mthunzi: "What were you doing all that time? Busy posing for the camera?"

Zwe: "Next time I'm taking Nkosi with, so that he can be the superstar. I can't be your celebrity again." We laughed.