NTOMBI (GIRL)

chapter 7

Things are so blissful for Ntombi despite the fact that the Prince is just making it difficult for her not to fall deeper and deeper for her. The queen and king adore her, why wouldn't they after all she is the 'daughter of bab'Zulu'. Proving herself an unworthy bride isn't just something she could come up with or succeed anyways.

She tried so many things like spilling his food on him, tried so little to upkeep herself, being rude and ignoring him. To which were futile. The prince is so in love that he could care less of her flaws. All he saw was goodness. His. He worked at night to make sure in the daylight they spend the time together. He thought his father was taking too long with the wedding preparations so he took things upon himslef to speed things up. The wedding will be in a few weeks. He didn't want to tell Ntombi yet until he's sure she's fully okay with them being together.

Nights were tormenting for Muzi especially knowing that the love of his life was just a few rooms away from his. That's was one of his motivation to speed things up. Whilst Ntombi was torn between love and reality. She knew she loved the Prince dearly but in reality this wedding can't happen. She can't afford to be embarrassed like this. What will the people say. She would smile unknowingly to herself thinking about Muzi but all that will be brushed off with her painful past that will make her pillow soak with her tears.

Sitting alone in her room she thought of how Muzi talked to her and gave her his full attention as if nothing matters but her. He would wipe of her mouth during diner and he would carry her around the palace ground if she would complain of her sore legs after their long walk together. Her thoughts were disturbed by soft knocks.

"Come in." She said to the person on the other side of the door.

The prince came in and sat on the edge of the bed. She pretended to be annoyed about this but deep down she wanted him even closer.

"Ntombi, there's something I need to talk to you about." She nodded her head signalling for him to continue. "It's about the wedding. It's happening next week."

She started crying while imagining her peers laughing and saying shameful things to her once they find out. This is it. Why don't I just die, she thought.
This alerted the Prince which caused him to slightly turn his head to the side. The thought of her her in pain hurt him seeing her cry was even worse.

"Love, I'm sorry. I know I'm being selfish at the moment but the quicker the wedding happens the sooner we'll be together. I'm I that bad?" At the mention of 'love' she turned her head and for the first she saw the Prince quickly wipe his tear. His voice sounded hurt. To think she caused this pain she just wanted to disappear and not exist.

"You don't understand." She said whilst shaking her head and wiping her tears but more kept coming so she just decided to just let them flow.

"Then make me. Please." She let out a little chuckle. How could he possibly understand. How will she say this to him. How could she when she was so ashamed herself. The only thing she thought of at the moment was escaping. She could wake up one morning and go far away. She knew the Prince wouldn't back off. All he wanted was a good enough reason. For the past months she stayed all the Prince could get was I-kind-of-love-you-but-things-are-a-bit-complicated feelings from her.

"I... we are just not meant for eachother." Really Ntombi. Is that all you could come up with, she thought. The prince stood up from his kneeling position.

"Ntombi, how many times should I say this ha? I love you. I adore you so much. If you think your are not good enough for me then you are wrong. I've found what I wanted in a woman from you can't you see it. I'm dying to just hold you. I'm going crazy just thinking about you. I can't without you. Please just be happy because I will go to the ends of this world just make you my bride." He sounded so exasperated. He just needed some time alone so he went out.

Ntombi just stood there bewildered. How can someone like him be in love with a worthless piece of used up goods like her, she thought. She was battling with air right now. No matter how much she fought she can't stop this feeling. This thing that made everything impossible for her not to love Muzi. She wanted to burst out that room and apologise to him. Curse you sipho.

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3 days before the wedding...

Torture doesn't even begin to describe the couple of days for Ntombi. She tried so hard not the think about the wedding that much. She tried escaping but everywhre is guarded not to think of the distance from the main house to the gate. She didnt want to be caught, imagine the embarrassment.

"I can't wait for you two to be married. It's finally time for little people around the house .I need grandkids." The queen kept of going on and on about the wedding. They were eating lunch outside in the lapa. She hasn't seen the Prince and to say she missed him is the least.

The queen saw her expression. " oh I hope I'm not being too forward. You can't blame me I just miss having kids around. Muzi is the only child."

"Not at all. It's just that all this wedding coming up soon is overwhelming. Can't we postpone it?" She quickly opened her eyes is surprise at what she just said.

Luckily the queen didn't really read tot much into it. " don't worry. Everything is being taken care off, the ceremony, catering. You know I haven't seen my son work his butt of and still feel energised after all. He really loves you." You don't need to say that again, she said to herself, and be prepared after all it's your son who insist.

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