Maqhawe stood alone,shaded from the hot sun by the leafy jacaranda tree under which he usually sort solace from the crowds and took time to delve deeper into his innermost thoughts and plan his course of action. The kings challenge had taken him off guard and he wondered whether or not he would be able to live up to the expectations that everyone had. So far no atempt to stop the attacks had been successful and as a results this had caused further anxiety to put the situation under control.
A frown creased his forehaed as he came up with various ideas and discarded each one in turn. Agitated he paced beneath the tree until the most practical plan formulated in his mind. As soon as he managed to assemble a team of young adequately armed and trained warriors he would set off for the bush where they would lay in ambush and hopefully slay the predator.
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RomansaNthando a Ndebele princess lives a sheltered life and doesn't what love is but the moment she sets eyes on Maqhawe a warrior of the Nkiwane tribe she has an epiphany of what love truly is... Maqhawe is a commoner whose claim to fame is his prowess o...
