Chapter 19 of 50

Why are these people obsessed with rituals?

My Zulu King602 words~4 min read

Unedited 1900

Milkah

So I have killed a chicken and washed my hands with its blood. Danced for a good 30 minutes of which I looked ridiculous doing because my reed dance (traditional xulu dance) is mediocre compared to what these girls are doing.

Now we walking to the path that leads to the Zulu Palace to say I'm exhausted is an understatement. I'm dead!

As we are walking young maidens are singing songs and the men are chanting, this had been going on for the last hour.

The wedding gifts are being pulled by a horse carriage at least I don't have to carry anything.

As I'm walking I see Nkhanyezi, she looks beautiful with her attire designed with a bright yellow. It really makes her stick out.

"Halt! We shall take a break and refresh ourselves." The man who stated this is my father's eldest brother, he is leading the way.

Hallelujah! I can finally rest!

Nomathemba leads me towards the stream, underneath the tree.

" Nomathemba, when will I ride the carriage, I'm the wife for goodness sack, this is too much!" I wine

"To ride a carriage to your husbands house shows that you are a lazy person that cannot bare the minimum sacrifice of walking the hardship to your future home dear princess!" Tandokayise the daughter of MaCele who I saw at breakfast today states as she walks towards where Nomathemba is setting up my refreshments.

I'm really not in the mood for this banter. I feel sunburned and I smell of sweat, I'm used to ubers. My body back home understood gym but this one is weak as hell, I'm surprised how she survived in this world because the labour here is no joke.

"They should have chosen me to be the wife of the King but somehow the gods chose you. I wonder what ritual you did to overshadow me."

Okey this girl is getting on my nerves but I really have nothing to say to her.

What's the use because the original owner of the body will return as soon as I wake up from my comma.

"Melo! You look so beautiful today!" A familiar voice said.

I turned my head to see Nkhanyezi walking towards us. Her eyes look at the unwanted guest of our half sister and her steps falter before she proceeds with caution.

I guess this girl is problem if someone as harmless as Nkhanyezi fears them. Her mother MaCele was married the same year as my mother and as a high concubine at that. Her mother must have bullied my mother and Mashusha. Like mother like daughter!

"Why did you come murderer?" Tandokayise said directly to Nkhanyezi.

Nkhanyezi flinched and looked towards me to see my reaction.

I turned my head from Nkhanyezi to look at Tandokayise. This girl is rude!

Nkhanyezi must have explained to everyone what happened that day but you still get ignorant people like this that spit hate where they go.

"Can you please leave , I would like to enjoy my rest time in peace." I told Tandokayise looking at her.

"Hmp, birds of the same feathers flock together be careful you just might end up crazy like her or maybe you already are!" She said as she walked away.

I turned my heard towards Nkhanyezi and smiled and told her to come sit next to me.

Since this might be the last time seeing her freely due to the palace rules does not allow family visits often I might as well chat with her for the last time.

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