“This village has known no happiness thereafter. We have lived in fear and sorrow waiting for the day the ‘Offor’ would depart from us and find its king.”
Back in the village, King Kang was fuming with anger more than ever. Speaking to his advisor, he kept on lamenting.
“I am sure that commoner, Young, has something to do with the disappearance of Meba and the map. She has been influenced to betray her father.” He fumed. “I hope Kwanza will play a good spy on that island and bring those fools to me. And when I have them in my grip, only God knows what I will do to them.”
“Patience, my king, patience…” the frail but wise advisor replied. “You know Meba is your only child. You can’t let your lust for blood get in the way between you and your daughter.”
“I am sparing your sorry life because of how valuable your wisdom is to me.” Kang retorted. “Otherwise, you would have been feasting with our ancestors by now.”
“My sincere apologies, my king”, the old man replied.
Meanwhile, Young and Meba were still strategizing on their next move.
“We need ‘offor’. It is what will finally lead us to our king, and out of this oppression.” Meba said.
“Yes, we need it. But your father must be dead before such a desire can be implemented.”
“Yes, but the lives of my people also count. After all, the demise of my father will not be missed since he is not our rightful king.”
“So, when do we embark on this our adventure to the end of the world?”
“I say, in two days. We need to prepare very well for this.”
“In two days, it is.”
Kwanza was behind the house eavesdropping and taking down information.
The next day, Meba and Young started making preparations for their trip. On the D-day, they left for their destination in the wee hours of the morning. As they were on the way, far off, Kwanza broke into the house, rummaged through their possessions, and found the map.
He immediately left for his village to inform King Kang of his findings.
Meba and Young were taking rest under a baobab tree as they had been walking of miles.
“I am freaking exhausted!” Meba exclaimed.
“You should be the last person talking considering how you convinced me to follow you”, Young replied with a grin and Meba just smiled back.
“Alright, it looks like we will have to start moving again. We have to hit somewhere before sundown.”
Meba picked up her stuff with a sigh. “Let’s get going then,” she said, taking the lead.
“The culprit is Guy Young as we suspected. They are on the way to the palace as I speak.” Kwanza reported.
“Well done. Now we can stop them in time.” King Kang said as he gloated.
To Be Continued……..
[Author: Alex Bruno (Ghana), ©The Telescope International. All Rights Reserved.]
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