The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 152

SIBONELO'S POV_

I woke up again around midday. The nap I took right after breakfast and the dessert snack knocked me out. I can't believe my body was still responding to the morning sickness even when I wasn't in my body. I got out of bed, taking another shower and dressed in the black shirt and black pant signature Nkosi look. He's always either in black or white shirts, pants always black unless he's wearing a navy suit. If I had more time to spare, I would've gone shopping just to see how he looks in jeans. I slipped on his fitted pants and a shirt, tucking it in, with black Christian Louboutin shoes. Ready for the day, I finished off with cologne and walked out. In the restaurant, Zwe and Mthunzi were sitting with Nkosi.

Sibo: "Good afternoon."

Zwe: "Hey."

Mthunzi: "Second Prince of the throne." He chuckled.

Sibo: "What are you up to?"

Zwe: "Checking the strategy for the power stations. Would you like to take a look?"

Sibo: "Hm.. I would but I was wondering if I could eat first."

Zwe: "Are you still feeling sick?"

Sibo: "Yes Zwe and I thought you said this would only be a short while. I'm feeling bloated, my back hurts and do you even know the disgusting things I eat?" I sat down.

Nkosi: "Why are you sick?"

Sibo: "Zimasa is pregnant."

Nkosi: "So? Why would that make you sick?"

Zwe: "He has sympathetic pregnancy symptoms."

Nkosi: "Symptoms of what?"

Zwe: "Okay, I would understand you don't know about pregnancy because you obviously haven't been around the concept. Pregnant women experience sickness such as vomiting, nausea."

Nkosi: "Sibonelo is not a pregnant woman."

Zwe: "No, he's not. That's why it's called sympathetic. He is experiencing the symptoms because his partner is pregnant with his child."

Nkosi: "Oh."

Sibo: "Don't you have symptoms?"

Nkosi: "No. That would be silly."

Sibo: "It's sympathetic Nkosi. Feel something for once." He chuckled.

Nkosi: "Oh Sibonelo, I feel more than you can ever imagine. You want me to show you?" A spark of flame came off his finger. My heart jumped and I stepped back.

Sibo: "Okay, you're trying to intimidate me but I'm you Nkosi. Without the abilities, I think you and I both know I can take you."

Mthunzi: "I need a camera crew for this, Zwe you have surgeon hands can you hold a camera steady?"

Zwe: "Come on Nkosi, you're not going to fight my brother."

Sibo: "I can handle it, switch off his powers."

Zwe: "I can't switch of-"

Nkosi: "Don't worry. I'm not going to fight Sibonelo as much as I want to. Believe me. More so that he looks like this."

Sibo: "Chicken." He stood up. I wasn't planning to fight Nkosi, that would be suicide but I was tired of him hating me for something I cannot control.

Nkosi: "Say it again."

Sibo: "I said, Chicken." Zwe pulled him back.

Zwe: "Both of you are being childish."

Sibo: "I am not. He's the one that called me silly."