Chapter 12. the princes steps out of her house.

“Uncle is waiting for us inside.” Amira reiterated.  

Joel was still frail, he ogled around, he vexed to novelty out where they had disappeared to, he scowled off into the distance, lost in his own thoughts. He heard a bump at the door, interposing the stream of consciousness he had in his head.

It was Amira. He moped at her with a query in his frown; where is Njeru?

Amira smirked back at him cynically. “Oh, he is coming.” She told him incautious

Njeru tried looking harder at the bushes, there were just broken sticks lying there, seem like somebody trod on them, while rambling.

The wind suddenly became stronger, produced an aeolian sound, he stopped and paid attention. Someone must be playing tricks with him. Ram, was still around, he enjoyed making him fear. His tricks helped Amira put back her ancle to his normal state.

Njeru quickly went inside to get a much better defensive tool. He prepared for a combat, which he doubted it e