The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 87

SASA'S POV_

We sat in the comfortable chairs on the courtyard. The band played a lovely melody in the background.

Me: "Everything is so beautiful."

Nkosi: "Hm.. how are you feeling? Being here?"

Me: "Nervous. I don't want to make a mistake-"

Nkosi: "My love, nobody ever wants to make a mistake. It's not something a human being can help. Allow yourself a little grace." He kissed my hand.

Me: "You're so perfect for me. I love you Nkosi."

Nkosi: "I love you more than life itself. Let's take a walk."

Me: "Aren't they starting?"

Nkosi: "Not yet. It's still a warm up." He stood up, holding my hand. We walked out to the garden. This one was much bigger, on different levels that needed stairs on some.

Me: "Where is your favorite place in the palace?"

Nkosi: "Outside of it." I looked at him.

Me: "Outside where?"

Nkosi: "Out the gate, a short running distance from here, in the forest."

Me: "Okay, and inside the palace?"

Nkosi: "I don't like this place. I grew up inside it but it's so cold. The most I could like is the garden but I can't touch it because I'm a king. My father had a fit the first time I did." He chuckled.

Me: "So you built yourself one in your own home."

Nkosi: "Yes. Which part of the garden do you like?"

Me: "The part that grows fruit. I find it so fascinating."

Nkosi: "Baby you grew up on a farm. How does fruit fascinate you?"

Me: "Yes, we sell some but we get it from the market. I've never seen it fall out of the tree."

Nkosi: "Come, they're right here." We took a different path. "This is the oranges side. It's not many. I think it's only 14 trees."

Me: "Where's your phone?"

Nkosi: "In my pocket, why?" I took it out of his pocket.

Me: "Look." I took a picture of him standing next to the tree. "Your eyes blend in so perfectly." He smiled.

Nkosi: "I never thought of that. Come, your favorite apples are this side." We walked another direction to the apples.

Me: "Oh my God. They're so red. Are they polished daily?" He laughed.

Nkosi: "I think so, yes." He hugged me, picking me up. I reached up the nearest branch, picking the apple. "How does it taste?" I took a bite.

Me: "Sweet. Taste." I gave him a bite.

Nkosi: "Not bad. The Biyela's are here. Let's say hello." He placed me on the ground, taking the apple then kissed me. We turned to walk out, his mother stood there looking at us. "Mother."

Nobantu: "I came to let you know, we're starting." Her eyes were stuck on me.

Nkosi: "We were making our way down mother, thank you." She turned to walk in front of us. We made it to the courtyard in silence. Everyone was staring. I hated it. Another thing I have to get used to.

Nkosi: "King Biyela and family. Thank you for joining us."

Biyela: "Thank you for having us Your Highness." I was excited to see Nothando. She sat next to Amahle. How are they not jumping up and down, hugging? It's like they live together and saw each other at breakfast.