SASA'S POV _
I woke up, feeling a bit dizzy and uncomfortable. I looked around me. I was in a small space, looking like the inside of a cave. There was a fire burning just a few feet away from me. My hands were tied in front of me. Where the hell was I?
Me: "Nkosi." My voice was hoarse. I was terrified. Where was Nkosinhle? Where was I? The man I last saw walked in. He sat down opposite me. I inched away from him, my panic increasing. He kidnapped me. I had been abducted and currently held in a place I don't know, underground. "What do you want from me?"
Him: "Nothing." He sat comfortably, looking at me. I needed to escape. I don't care where I was, I had to find a way out.
Me: "Do you realize who I am?" He smiled.
Him: "The conceitment has settled in. Of course I know who you were. Thembisa Ntaka, now Nobomi Sikhosana. The future queen."
Me: "Why did you say were? I am still the future queen."
Him: "No you're not." I tried getting up. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Me: "Dare stop me then!!" I knew my blood would call on my husband so quick his head would spin. I managed to get up.
Him: "The ones out there aren't as kind as I am. The tribe had a meeting on what to do with you, or rather your body once you are of no use. I volunteered to keep you, Thembisa."
Me: "Keep who? Are you mad??!!!" I walked toward what looked like the entrance to the cave. Walking out, a group of people who seemed to have been having dinner looked at me. Immediately drawing their weapons. I stepped back. They can't hurt me, can they?
Him: "Listen to me."
Me: "Take me home right now!!! Do you know who my husband is?!"
Him: "That's the reason they want to kill you." I looked around and truly the tribe was all on their feet, with angry looks and pangas in their hand. I kept my tears back. They would not see me fear. One of them, an older looking man stepped forward.
Man: "Mzingeli. Will we have a problem? You told us you would keep her tamed. What is this?" Tamed? I'm not animal! My captor didn't look shaken by his leader's questioning.
Mzingeli: "Come back inside Thembisa." I am not going back in there. There was nothing in there that could help me. The closest one held a knife. I just need it to graze my skin. I walked up to him, he stared at me confused. I felt an arm grabbing me, pulling me away. I punched and kicked with all my might but he held me tight numbing my movements. He dragged me back into the cave. "Why are you trying to hurt yourself?"
Me: "Please let me go home. I promise, I'll let you escape. I won't tell them anything. Anything that you want, I'll give it to you. Just let me go." Bargaining, was all I had. Even if I had to lie. I had to go back home.
Mzingeli: "I already have everything I want. Please don't try another stunt. The tribe will get aggressive."
Me: "Where am I? Who are you! What do you want from me?!"
Mzingeli: "You're in the forgotten lands. Unfortunately for you, these are the lands that no one has access to. Not even your husband and his family."
Me: "Who are you?"
Mzi: "My name is Mzingeli. I'm the hunter for the tribe." A dummy could've guessed that.
Me: "Mzingeli why am I here?"
Mzi: "You are here because a debt is owed."
Me: "I'm going to need you to stop speaking in riddles. Why am I here? I didn't do anything wrong to any of you."
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