Aku quickly put the food she was eating aside when the chief priest entered her chamber. She has been waiting to hear from the chief priest. "The men I sent to Ndikwe community came back yesterday, " he announced. "Did they come with her?" Aku asked. "No, the hunter said she left Ndikwe community four seasons ago with his only son." "To where?" "To find the origin of Ajonwa. You can imagine how foolish she is. I don't think she would ever return because she will search forever. Ajonwa has no origin. Gods cannot be created by mortals. She is dead, but do not tell her mother." Aku nodded quickly. Tears almost fell out of her eyes. Her last hope has been chartered. "All the same, thank you for the information. It was accurate after all." The Chief Priest said before turning to take his leave. "What of the Princess?" Aku asked. "She is leaving today. I have informed her and she is packing her things already. You made a wise decision. Ajonwa still needs you here for more i
Ije could not explain how she got to Ndikwe community. The last thing she remembered was seeing the three Ajonwa bulls coming towards her. She was preparing to fight the bulls when she stepped on a cold decayed object. She looked down, it was a decayed body of a tall man. He was quite huge and the whiff oozing out from the corpse was quite overpowering. The sight of the corpse sent some coolness down her backbone. She blacked out immediately and fell on the corpse. Ije opened her eyes in a strange room. She looked around, but she could not identify the new environment she found herself in. Perhaps the bulls took her down to the shrine, she thought. Ije sat down on the bed waiting for Ajonwa to come. She was ready for battle. A middle-aged man walked into the room and was happy she had finally woken up. "Thank the gods you are awake," he said with a smiling face. He bent to see Ije's face as she had her face lowered. Ije jumped out of the bed and grabbed his neck. She encircled
Mba stood up from his chair and ran into the house. Nwife and Ije were surprised as he told no one why he was so much in a haste. He came out with a cup of water and handed it over to Ije. This was a way of telling a visitor that he or she was well received. Ije took it and drank it hurriedly. It was as if he knew she was tasty. "When your grandfather told me his calabash water turned red, I knew something has happened. So tell me, what happened?" "My father died. The chief priest of Ajonwa deity cursed him," Ije replied. "Oh, it is a pity. You are the next seer of Ohanta, why is the deity after you?" Mba asked. "I guess he found out who I am," Ije said as she handed the cup over to him with her two hands. Mba passed the cup to his son. Nwife stood up and took it inside. "I wonder what she sees," Nwife mocked as he sat down. "Nwife!" "Father!" "Be nice for once. This innocent girl has not done anything to deserve this hatred from you," Mba said to his sons. "She almos
"Nwife is not the king's son, why is addressed as the crown Prince of this community?" Ije raised a question to break the silence as they walked down the narrow and lonely path that led to Nge river. "My mother raised him like a Prince," Ure said. "Why do I feel there is more to it?" Ije asked again. Ure stood still and stared at Ije. "You are young, but you think like an adult. No one has ever asked why Nwife was crowned the prince of Ndikwe. They all believe he deserves it since he grew up in the palace, and the king has just me. But just like you said, there is more to his coronation," Ure explained. "Is he aware that he was crowned for a reason?" "Yes, before he was Crowned two seasons ago, the king told him everything he needed to know about himself and his true identity," Ure said. "I hope I'm not being so inquisitive?" Ije inquired. "No Ije, I like your boldness." "Why was he Crowned?" "Before I was born, a priestess of Nge shrine visited the palace. She predict
"We will be working on the plantain farm today. Some young plantain trees need to be transplanted, while some of the big ones are due for harvest. Nwife requested that we leave no stone unturned. Ije, you will be assuming your post as the Princess's maid tomorrow so you'll go with us," Nnedi announced. The slaves sighed. They hated to work at the plantain plantation. The maidens gathered all the things they would need to work on the farm and set out to Nwife's plantain farm. Ije became tired after toiling for more than eight hours without food. She lay down on the pasture and shortly fell asleep. Other slaves tolerated her because she was the newest and they were used to laboring all day without food. Working on the plantain farm was one of the most difficult tasks in the community and the maidens abhorred it. Since plantains trees are grown from long twelve to fifteen foot underground rhizomes, a large hole is dug before the new plant is transplanted. The slaves dug small pits
"Now, I know why Prince Nwife despises the new maid," Ndu, the guard who was pushed down by Ije told his fellow guards. The men stopped what they were doing and shifted close to Ndu. "What do you think is the reason?" Azokam, one of the guards asked. "She tossed me down today." "What...?" The men chorused "Yes, she pushed me and I fell," Ndu said. The guards laughed mockingly at him. "Please who pushed you down? That little rope-like girl? Ndu, you need to go see Ike, the medicine man," another guard suggested jokingly. "There is something strange about her. When she was pushing me, it was as if ten hands were on me. Her stamina is unimaginable. I'm still gaping how..., never mind," Ndu said. The guards laughed at him again. "The Prince said she is a witch, but he did not explain to us why he said so. What I experience today at the farm is a confirmation that the Prince is right. That girl is not ordinary. I think I might have also found out why she was banished from her
Ibezim and Ije were given the freedom to go anywhere they felt like going. This is to enable those to meet trainers that would guide them for the battle ahead. Ije enjoyed the freedom a lot as she went around the villages meeting new friends. They all admired her distinct gray eyes. She wished the freedom would last forever. She had never been this happy since she came to Ndikwe community. One beautiful morning, Ije woke up and decided to visit Mba. Nwife had warned her to stay away from his father, however, Ije left the palace without informing anyone where she was going. "Greetings father," Ije greeted. "Oh...oh...Ije, you are here? Come and hug me, my daughter. I wanted to come to the palace today, but since you are here, I will tell you why I wanted to see you," Mba said as he offered her a seat under the pear tree. "Father, you remind me of my grandfather every day. You treat me exactly the way he does. Thank you," Ije said. "Sit down Ije," Mba ordered. Ije sat down quie
The combat between Ije and Ibezim ended with Ije emerging as the winner. It was indeed great entertainment for the people of Ndikwe community. Ibezim was very ashamed of himself. He became almost invisible at the Palace and would always hide whenever he saw Ije and Ure. Nwife's hatred for Ije had decreased all of a sudden. However, they don't talk to each other. The King had tried to reconcile them, but all his efforts proved abortive. Nwife would not talk to Ure whenever Ije was with her. He always go and came back when she had gone. When Ure tried to know why Nwife told her that he detested the sight of her. Ndikwe community gave freedom to their maidens once they turned eighteen. They believed at that age, the maidens were old enough to know what they wanted and would go for it. Those who wished to get married were allowed to marry the love of their lives. Ije had rapid growth and the men never stopped to ask how old she was. Many tried to be close to her but she would not give