The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 143

ZWELETHU'S POV_

Mid afternoon Monday, I was still in Nkosi's room with Mthunzi. He was alternating between checking on the king and Nkosi too.

Zwe: "Will you be going home with the King? I'm discharging him today." He looked at Nkosi.

Mthunzi: "I think I'll stay." His loyalty was strictly reserved for our best friend. Apart from it being his job.

Zwe: "Okay." The machine beeped. I looked at it. His heart was picking up. I stood up and monitored closely. His vitals stabilizing. "There we go, my prince. Fight harder." For a few minutes they remained stable. He breathed out loud, opening his eyes. Finally. Mthunzi stood by his side.

Mthunzi: "My Prince."

Nkosi: "Is she back?" I looked at Mthunzi, he at me. Not sure if a lie would work. This is Nkosi. He looks down heavily on lies.

Zwe: "No, my Prince."

Nkosi: "Help me up." I held his arm, Mthunzi on his other side. "I heard her voice. Her prayers. She's alive. She's well. Better than me at least." He exhaled.

Zwe: "That's good. Your vitals are looking great too."

Nkosi: "I don't feel much. Why does my neck hurt?"

Mthunzi: "The man came to the palace. You had a fight."

Nkosi: "Oh yes." He chuckled. "Now I remember."

Zwe: "What exactly happened?"

Nkosi: "I woke up from bed with him standing in my room. He said he came to fetch her books. I lost it, transforming, fire, and the new ability. He seemed to be double of everything I gave."

Zwe: "Nhlanhla says his ability is imitation."

Nkosi: "Not just that. His imitation is ten fold. He's powerful. Bloody bastard." He growled.

Mthunzi: "We need to make sure you heal. Try and be calm."

Nkosi: "I don't have time to heal, I need to bring home my wife. I'm steaming at the fact she's in the middle of nowhere with this dangerous specimen."

Mthunzi: "He's a Sikhosana. Surely he'll protect her instead of harm her-"

Nkosi: "Not all Sikhosana's are good Mthunzi. Some of them are very bad. Horrible. Evil. And the fact that this one was raised by a witch kind of makes me suspect he's just that. It's one thing having ability but to magnify it like that? No." He closed his eyes, holding on the bed, shaking.

Zwe: "Nkosi."

Nkosi: "I get this pain like I'm being cut open every few minutes. Hurts like hell."

Zwe: "Let me check it out-"

Nkosi: "No need.. I need to force throu-" he gasped, falling back on the bed.

Mthunzi: "Amahle must have a solution. I'm calling her." He walked out.

Zwe: "Your father is in the next room. Do you want to see him-"

Nkosi: "No."

Zwe: "He saved your life Nkosi."

Nkosi: "I don't care. He could've let me die. I'm not going to give up on Thembisa."

Zwe: "No one is giving up on her but it would break her if you die looking for her. See, now you've heard her voice praying for you. That's the first step. We need to figure a way for you to respond."

Nkosi: "Okay. Maybe I could go to the river. I connect better there."

Zwe: "Okay we can do that but I have to monitor you closely for the rest of today. We've also moved the family to the villa. We don't know this guy's intentions and we can't risk anymore."