Rigar waru, Sokoto
Safna's pov
Immediately my back hit the bare floor I heard my name being called by Umma.
"Safna do I have to come and drag you out of that room or what" she yelled again, so I just sauntered out of the room.
I met Umma elegantly dressed in Swiss lace that's sewn into a loose kaftan with her head tie, Umma is surely a beauty if only she's beautiful from within, but what do I expect she's Fulani that's where she got the looks, I looked down and noticed a traveling bag beside her, Umma often travels to God only knows where and most times she travels with her yar lele I wonder why she won't tag along this time around, well I don't care.
"I'm traveling today and I'm not going with Zainab because of their upcoming exams, so make sure you look after her and the house and..." she dragged my ear in a warning manner as she continued
"Banda yawon banza" that's it, I wonder why Umma my very own mother considers me a whore, me of all people that are afraid of men, thank God that spoilt brat is not tagging along because I'm surely going to deal with her, the girl even attend private school while I'm in public school.
I'm not always nice!
"Allah hafiz"I quietly mummer without caring whether she heard me or not.
Umma left after giving Zainab some pocket money while the latter cried like a baby.
Sometimes I often wonder where Umma gets her money, first of all, she's not married and as far as I know, she's also jobless or is she Into some sort of cult huh the thought alone makes shivers run down my spine.
My wedding is in one month, you are shocked, right? yes the wedding was fixed yesterday and I'm now officially the drunkard fiancée, right now I'm considering Sadiya's decision even though I have doubts, is my dream worth leaving my family? like Sadiya said they are not even my family to begin with, sometimes I thought so too but nah there's some slight resemblance between Umma and me so yeah she's my mother.
I might not have the complete Fulani or Hausa looks but when you take your time and look carefully into my features you will pin my Hausa and Fulani look.
Maybe my father whom I knew not about is Hausa, but what about my eye color? That will forever remain a mystery I guess.
"Ke I'm hungry," Zainab said not looking my way
"Are you deaf or what? I said I'm hungry" She jacked my shoulder, how dare she!
"And so I should start crying since yar lele is hungry?"I glared at her
"Chabbb, Safna did you just?" she asked surprise
"I'm calling Umma" she brought out her phone, you see Zainab is using a phone not just a phone but the latest Samsung as I heard her telling her friends one day, and here I am without even a keypad, I was told Zainab father is rich, I don't know him since we have separate fathers and she often visits her paternal side unlike me that knows nobody from my paternal family.
"And so? will she come back and beat me, don't you see I'm already used to it I feel no pain anymore, so go ahead and call your mother" I laughed at her horrified face
I went to my room and picked up the change I had, I'm going to Sadiya's and I'm having my lunch and dinner there so...
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Emir palace, katsina state
The queen was on her royal seat, with the women's counsel or rather gossiping and show-off association surrounding her.
"You see, Your Majesty what about the talk we had on our children's marriage, I mean Zainab and Yarima Hammad" the woman countered
"As much as I would want that to happen I can't force Hammad into this marriage, I have lost that boy emotionally since when he lost his beloved so I'm not going to force him into this" the queen answered head straight.
How dare he, the woman thought she was going to make this marriage happen by fire or by force she didn't care, she had to leave for Maradi the following day she had to meet Malam.
She silently leaves the queen's chamber and places a call
"Our work is about to be crushed by the queen, can you believe that she can't force her son" she whispers to the person at the other end
"No that's impossible, that's the same thing happening here I've talked to the king and he seemed convinced but that devil won't agree" the person on the other end whispered back
"I think we have to visit Malam tomorrow, we have to show them who the real devils are hahaha" they laughed.
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Daura palace, katsina
She stretched her legs on her princess bed and pick her phone then FaceTime her two best friends and also cousins suddenly their faces appeared.
"Yoh guys" Iman the most jovial and carefree among them said
"Is that what I thought you, where are your manners oya say the taslim" Aisha scolds like the big sister that she is, apparently they are all age Mate but there's some month difference between them making Aisha the eldest among them.
"Ustadha Aisha, Assalamu alaikum sisters" Iman sassed
"Typical iman, you'll never change"Tasneem shakes her head
"So what's up guys"Aisha the sensible person among them asked.
Tasneem smiles sadly, Aisha always reminds her of a certain somebody she doesn't want to remember.
"The sky" Iman's answer brings her out of her reverie
"So I was thinking we should visit the orphanage tomorrow, I miss the kids it's been a while since we went there," Tasneem said recalling the kids.
"Why not today girls, I'm bored here"Iman pouted
"I'm thinking the same here, "Aisha said
"No guys we're having a picnic at Takawa's farm today with the family of the emir of Zazzau" She blushed immediately as she recalled a certain person
"Are my eyes lying to me or what,gimbiya Tasneem just blush" Iman said stressing the blush,
"I was about to ask also"Aisha chuckle
"Bye girlz I'm done talking with you today"Tasneem facepalmed
"You're going nowhere, so details, I mean details," Iman said dancing like a chicken that she is.
And so she narrates everything without leaving thing, her encounter with the heir to zazzau
"Yarinya ta fola"Iman jump
"You know it's just a side crush," Tasneem said bitterly, how she wished the feeling was mutual
"Or no girl, who won't fall for the ugly princess Tasneem of Daura, but first thing first and books before love after marriage"Aisha points out their motto as they call it.
"Yes dating after marriage but she can just marry him and continue with the books right" iman reason.
And that's how they spent another hour talking randomly before Tasneem told them it was time for their picnic.
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Short Story{#1 in Royal chaos🥇} Royal heirs is a book centered on royalty and it's ethics. It touches a lot of royal kingdoms but it's an entire work of fiction.
