Se connecterHELELA Zane leaned against the wooden fence, watching me in silence as I kept sighing, deep in thoughts. He knew better than to rush me whenever I was sorting through my thoughts. After a long while, he finally spoke. “The royals will be here in three days.” Another sigh escaped my lips.I lifted my head to look at him. he frowned slightly. He could see the exhaustion on my face. “I know.” I said quietly. “You don’t have to decide today.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Don’t I?” my eyebrows furrowed as I asked. His frown deepened. “You heard them.” I looked towards the village.“They have already decided what kind of person I am and condemn me for it.” Zane stood in front of me, holding my shoulders making me look at him and blocking my view of the village. “They are wrong.” He said desperately.“That doesn’t matter.” I shook my head and got out of his hold. “People believe what benefits them. as long as my grandmother let them use the land for free, she was a saint. The moment I ask the
HELENA I stared at the old man in disbelief. For a moment I wondered if I heard him correctly. He said I was ungrateful, yet I wasn’t asking for charity or a loan. I was asking to be paid what was due to me, for the land they had been using, for free. How was that being ungrateful?“Chief,” I said keeping my voice calm despite the anger burning inside me. threatening to spill out at any moment. “You have just admitted that the village has been using my grandmother’s land all these years without paying for it.” he nodded without hesitation.“You also said she allowed it?” he nodded once again. “Yes, she did.” he said with so much conviction. “Did she you could use it forever?” his eyebrows knitted together. “Did she stand before witnesses and declared the land now belonged to the village? If so, why didn’t she give you the deed?”Silence followed. “Did she give up ownership of the land?” I was getting angrier the more I thought about it. by now some villagers had gathered, am sure b
HELENA Julian left looking pleased with himself. He glanced at Zane with a provocative look before mounting his horse and leaving with his friend, who acted more like a guard than a friend. Money though, it had a way of making one humble themselves in front of those with silver. The moment Julian disappeared down the path, Zane sat upright. “You are not actually considering it, are you?” I looked away. That was answer enough. “Helena.”“It’s thirteen hundred ails of silver.” I said with my voice low. “It’s the royal hunt.” He sighed deeply. “I know.” I said my voice almost a whisper now. “The kind will be there.” “I know.” He continued. “The nobles will be there.” I sighed. “I know that too.” He pressed. “The palace staff will be there. I groaned. “Must you keep repeating it?” “Must you keep pretending this is not the stupidest idea you have ever had?” I didn’t respond, he was right. It was risky. “Alright.” We went back home. For the next few days, life continued as usual. Zane an
HELENAThree months had passed since grandma’s death. The ache in my chest had not disappeared, but it had changed. It no longer felt like a knife twisting between my ribs. Now it was a dull weight I carried everywhere, as familiar as my own shadow.Some mornings I still reached for the second bowl when making breakfast. Some nights I still found myself listening for her soft hamming form the kitchen. Then my heart would break when the silence sang louder than her humming ever was. Reminding me that I would never hear that humming again But life kept moving, whether I wanted it to or not.I started tending to the garden and crop like she did. woke up before sunrise like she used. Start a fire and put porridge on to cook. while it simmered, I would go to the garden, water the crops and flowers. Cleaning the yard and fetching water from the well. At first, I did all that because it needed to be done. But as time went by, I realized that I did them because it made me feel closer to her
HELENA It had been a month since grandma passed. I was still not used to not having her around. I still dished her porridge in the morning then remember after getting to her room that she was no longer there. The pain of losing her would come right back as if it had just happened. It wasn’t easy but I kept going. Kept living, kept eating, kept sleeping. She said to live well, eat well and sleep well. I was trying to keep my promise. That was the only thing I could do. “Hey, Helena!” Zane’s voice rang out in the yard and I walked out. he was busy tying his horse with his hunting gear on. “Come, let’s go hunting.”I had not gone hunting since, I was still in mourning, but the mourning period had passed now that the month was over. He came in after tying his horse. “Get ready, I met some guys from the next village while hunting a few days go. They would not believe me when I told them you are the best hunter there. today, I want us to show them.”I knew he was trying to cheer me up, he
HELENA Zane stayed with me until I fell asleep. I didn’t know when he left or if he did. But by the time I woke up the next day. The whole house was draped in white mourning cloth, seeing it made the death real, so real that my knees buckled, and I had to use the door frame to balance myself.When I woke up, I had forgotten what happened and I was planning to go and make porridge for grandma. That while cloth hanging there brought everything rushing back. I stood there for a while not knowing what to do. My mind went back to the pouch I had found under grandma’s pillow.I went back into the room, under the covers on my bed, I took it out and opened it. inside lay a coin pouch and papers. They were deeds, one was the deed to our house and the other was for land. the one used by the village chief. I folded them and placed them back inside. I opened the pouch and inside was more than a hundred tails of silver.Grandma had been saving all the money I gave her from selling the animal hide







