SIBONELO'S POV_
I woke up from a really satisfying dream. I reached over the nightstand to check the time. It was just after 7am. I looked on my chest, Zimmy was fast asleep still. I guess I could take another nap. It was Saturday after all, our off days. I would spend my afternoon with my mother, I didn't stay over last night so I know she's suspicious. My phone buzzed. I checked the message from Zwe: "Nkosi is inviting us to the palace for a birthday celebration. Please be home by 10, brother." It read. A good day, I guess. The Sikhosana's knew how to host. Except this time, there's only our two families. Zimmy stirred in her sleep eventually waking up.
Sibo: "Good morning love."
Zimmy: "hey." She stretched. I know she wasn't a morning person. Always so moody when she woke up until she climbed on my dick then all that attitude flies out the window.
Sibo: "What do you have planned for the day?"
Zimmy: "I need to see Petu. So much is happening. Today is her birthday and we wanted to do a sleep over thing. Notha asked Mnqobi to borrow us a house. I'm in charge of food, snacks and drinks. Sasa was supposed to do decor but she's suddenly gone quiet, I can't get through to her so maybe she's busy. I'll have to take over that and yell at her later."
Sibo: "Sasa might not come, baby. She's probably at the palace, there's an event there today."
Zimmy: "Oh? Will you also be going?"
Sibo: "Yes, my family was invited."
Zimmy: "Okay ke." She sighed. "Should I make you some breakfast?"
Sibo: "Yes please but first." I kissed her soft lips. She giggled.
Zimmy: "You're insane. My pussy is now swollen from last night. You're not getting anything more." She got up walking to the bathroom. I chuckled, picking up my phone.
Sibo: "Baby, how much is this thing you're doing today?"
Zimmy: "What thing?" She was brushing her teeth.
Sibo: "You're buying snacks and decor. How much is it all?"
Zimmy: "I don't know babe. Snacks alone can't be more than 1000. I'm going to discuss with Petu if we buy food for cooking or just order take aways instead but that also won't be more than 3000 for us all. Then drinks for maybe 2000. I don't even know how much decor is. We'll figure it out during the day." She rinsed her mouth, wearing her gown, walking to the kitchen. I made the transfer from my bank and switched on the TV. There was a broadcast message sending happy birthday to the queen. I watched the news.
Sibo: "Baby?" I yelled. No response. It would probably be impossible for her to hear me from my kitchen. My house was a lot bigger than the apartment. We came here last night because Khaya might've wanted his space. We got back the test results too, we were both clear and she had her injection. She came back with a tray, after some time. "I tried calling out to you."
Zimmy: "I couldn't hear you, why didn't you come to the kitchen baby?" I took my tray. "What do you need?"
Sibo: "What do you think I could get a queen as a present?" She beamed in delight, sitting on the bed. I drank my coffee, perfectly made like I taught her.
Zimmy: "I don't know, what is allowed first?"
Sibo: "Well, What is not allowed is jewellery. Queens only wear jewellery from the throne or her husband. Anything else is fair."
Zimmy: "I would've suggested a custom purse but the queens hardly leave the palace. It's so hard to think of something because I don't know what she likes. How about a piece of furniture? Or perhaps a limited edition dinner set."
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The Royals: A Kings Heart
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