"I don't trust you, so I have a better plan. You are smart but you can't outsmart me," he smiled. Ije did not find the statement funny. She wanted to know the new plan. "I am a traveler; I have traveled to different communities." The palm wine tapper dipped his hand into a small bag he had on his waist and brought out a small wooden artifact. Ije was terrified but she held her peace. "This artifact was given to me by the people Umuora when I delivered the best palm wine to the king. Do you know what it does?" He asked. Ije shook her head."This small charm is capable of wiping a whole community if you fail to keep your own end of any bargain. This is not gods of your land. This is a deity, made by Umuora people. You must swear with it." "Gods cannot be created by mere mortals! No one creates a deity!" "Oh...you haven't been to Umuora then. I have been there and I know what I saw. They have powerful deities and they created all of them. This one here is called Ope, it kills instantl
Ije looked around the place, they had more contemporary things and buildings more than Ohanta community. All the communities she had been to were more refined than her community. Ohanta people still lived in huts that were constructed with a conical foundation and peaked thatched roof. They were made out of mud and its roof is made with grass and with local materials. However, all the communities she had been to use asbestos roofing and siding. "What is going on there?" Nwife asked the young girl that sold pudding to them. She looked admiring at Nwife. "It's a wrestling competition. The king came back from the city with a four-wheeled donkey. He said he would give it to anyone who wins today's competition," she responded. Nwife looked at Ije and grinned. "No, I'm not going there. I hate cheating," she said and stood up from where she sat. "How is it cheating, Ije?" Nwife asked. "The gods gave me extraordinary strength. You want me to compete with people who have normal strength, t
Fear gripped Ije as they move deeper and deeper into the forest. There were no signs of houses anywhere. The trees were quite tall as none of them have been felled. "We have been traveling all day. I'm tired and hungry," Ije said. Nwife cued the horse to a stop. They all came down. Ije sat on the foot of a tree, while Nwife went in search of dry leaves he used to make fire. He made a fire when he had gathered the dry leaves. "I'm roasting yam for dinner, we still have some oil and salt," Nwife said as he squatted behind her and held her shoulders. "No, I'm making this one. You have been the one cooking, and I'm not going to allow you it again," Ije stood up, went to the horse, and began to unpack their bags. Nwife held her hand and took it out of the horseback. He led her back to the foot of the tree where she sat. Nwife unpacked the bags and brought out all the items he would need. He proceeded to the fire and began to roast the yams. Ije moved closer to the fire as she was feelin
"I'll advise you to do whatever that brought you to this community and leave at once before Oja sees her." "Who is Oja?" Nwife asked. "Ojadike is the first son of king Dike," Ene said. Nwife made eye contact with Ije. He noticed she was worried about him. "Father, would you mind if we stay with you? Please." Nwife said. "The villagers have seen you already they would probably be on their way to the Palace. Oja will be here in no time." Ije stood up from the boulder and went to Nwife. He held her hand. "What do you seek in our community?" "It is a long story, father," Nwife said. "Make it short, I want to see if I can help so you will leave at once." "There is a deity that is terrorizing our community. We traced the origin down here. We need help, please." Nwife said. "Oh very simple. Does it have a speaker?" "What is a speaker?" Nwife asked. "A mouthpiece...a...I don't know what you call it." "Oh okay, we call them Chief Priest," Nwife said. "Good, ask the mouthpiece what
Ije and Nwife stood before Dike the traditional ruler of Umuora. The king stared at Nwife from head to toe. He took his eyes off him and stared admiringly at Ije. "Greetings your Highness," Ije greeted. "The chosen one! the great seer! And the healer of our time, you are welcome to my palace." Dike grinned at her. Ije and Nwife exchanged glances. Ije was confused already, but the presence of Nwife kept strengthening her. "Okemuo, the presiding deity of Umuora announced your coming five seasons ago. Since then we have been waiting for you. He described you very well," he grinned. "Welcome and please feel at home. There would be no ritual since you were sent by the gods. Oja, the first son of Umuora is your destined husband. Together you shall rule this Kingdom and break the barriers that stopped our people from stepping out of this community!" The people cheered and danced for joy. "Welcome, the chosen one! Oja!" Dike called. Oja bowed before the king."Do not provoke her. Remember
Ije turned was filled with empathy for Nwife. She stood still and held his gaze for some seconds. "Ife, I'm sorry, if....only they knew who you are.." Ije said slowly with a faint voice. Nwife drew her closer and hugged her tightly. He held her head on his chest. Her lips began to wander to his neck, sending his heartbeat into a frenzy. Nwife gently released himself from her arms. "The timing is wrong Ije," Nwife said as he walk her to the bed. He sat down and urged her to sit beside him. Ije sat down gently. "Each time I see you, I have a strong urge to do crazy things with you, I don't know why," Ije said as she held his gaze."I know, Ije, but it is not the reason for this move," Nwife grinned. "What is it?" "I'm scared; I don't know where we are and the plans they have for me. I don't know what to believe anymore. They know me as well as I know myself, but whatever happens, I want you to be my first." Nwife took her hand and rested her head on his shoulder. Nothing will happe
"Nice wrapper," Offia, the third son of the king said as he touch Nwife's wrapper. Nwife opened his eyes, he could not believe he has been sleeping for the past three hours. The sun had gone down and the weather looked as though it was going to rain heavily. Nwife rubbed his hand on his eyes. He was very very tired. He looked at the figure that stood before him and quickly came down from the chair. "I'm sorry for trespassing, I have nowhere to go." Nwife said. "No problem. You are the stranger that came with the Queen this morning right?" Offia asked. Nwife nodded. Offia brought his hand forward for a handshake Nwife shook hands with him. "You are indeed a gentleman. I can't perform such a task," Offia said as he took a seat beside him. "What task?" Nwife asked. Offia turned and looked at him. "You are so naive. Are you castrated?" "Hmm...no...I'm not," Nwife responded. "Leading such a beautiful woman down to this community without defiling her is one of the greatest tasks ever
"What did they need from the chosen one?" Nwife asked. Offia stood up and looked outside again to see if anyone was coming. He returned and took off the plantation leaves he used to cover his genitals and tried to put the wrapper on his waist just like Nwife tied his. Nwife stood, helped him and they sat down again. "The neighboring communities want to be sure the wizard is dead, secondly they want his enchanted sword and everything that belongs to him out of this community before they would accept our peace offer. This is where the chosen one comes in." "Your people should do what they asked of them. It is a very simple task, I thought they were demanding a hundred heads in retaliation for what the wizard did. "They said the wizard has a cloak. Anyone who touches it dies instantly. Besides; all the magicians who have gone to the cave to check if the wizard is alive or dead did not come out till today. No one knows what is happening inside the cave." "Wait....wait....wait....were y