The rainy season was the most important season to the people of Ohanta, since the majority of them were farmers. The first rain that falls after the harvest season announces the beginning of planting season. The long-awaited rain had just arrived. People took their children to the farm. Each child in every family had a hoe and cutlass. The hoes and cutlasses were made according to the age of the children. Onochie's mother had no one that would help her in her farming activities. Onochie, her only son had his own farm because he had married and was expected to take care of his wife and unborn child by himself. This was why Anine insisted that she would always accompany her mother-in-law to the farm. Anine got up so early, she had not been going out lately due to her protruding stomach. She informed her husband that she would be going to the farm with their mother. "No Anine you are not going anywhere!" Onochie shouted at her for the first time since he got married to her. "Nne tol
"The prophecy is not true, I don't believe it." Mazi Ileka said after listening to his son. "The woman is clearly confused, I think she might probably be insane. Ajala village crowns the king. We are the least in this Kingdom and no magic can change that. The throne of Ohanta is ancestral. A father passes it to his son. Cheer up son, nothing is happening." Mazi Ileka patted his son's back. "Tomorrow you will go and see an old woman, a beneficent and venerable old woman of the cave, full of wisdom and skilled in prophecy. She only reveals what she sees according to people's composure. If you can't handle the truth, she will hide it from you and speak in parables." "Papa, the same witch, and sorcerer you told me that was banished from this village? No, I'm not going." "She is not a witch, she was just gifted and the king misunderstood her." Mazi Ileka explained. "How?" "She was a great woman, a healer, a prophetess, and a warrior. She was more powerful than the king himself. Th
Onochie began to walk slowly when heard people’s voices. He stopped to ascertain the direction the noise was coming from. He was surprised when he discovered the noise was actually coming from his compound. His facial expression went from fear to surprise. Some of the women ran to him when they saw him entering the compound. He was received as though he had been away for a long time. His reaction was as welcomed, as it was unexpected. “Where is my father?” Onochie asked giving the women a doleful look. “Over there!” One of the women pointed in the direction where his father stood with hands akimbo. “Father!” He ran to his father with worries all over his face. His father brought his hands down when he saw the look on his son’s face. He turned and faced him. “What is it Onochie?” “The old woman!” “Of the cave?” Mazi Ileka asked. “Yes!” “What about her?” “I think she is dead!” “What! You killed her?” Mazi Ileka asked “No, she fell before me, I swear by the gods Father, I did
It had been two years since Ije was born. No one had ever heard from the king. The villagers wanted to know why he visited the family when the child was born. There was a rumor that the king wanted Ikenga, his son to marry the girl once she attend a marriageable age. Since the king had not come out to refute the rumor, the villagers believed the rumor was correct. While some were jealous of the child, some were happy for her. Onochie and his family were also worried. They needed to be clarified on some of the things the king said the day Ije was born. The messenger of the gods, the sacrifice, and the name he gave the child. The king knew something but no one was bold enough to ask him. The family, except Onochie's mother, knew there was more to the King's visit than engaging their daughter to his first son. "Who is here?" One of the Palace guards asked as he walked into the compound. Anine hesitated for some minutes before coming out. She was startled when she saw the new Palace c
"Please sit down and make yourselves comfortable." One of the guards gestured Mazi Ileka and his son to a long chair in the Palace courtyard. They sat down after admiring some beautiful paintings made on the wall. The guard left to inform the king about their presence. Soon the king joined them in the courtyard. "Long live the king of Ohanta! The biggest masquerade that dresses! The great Lion of Ohanta! We salute you." Mazi Ileka praised Ezeudo as he walked into the courtyard. Onochie stood up and greeted the king. Ezeudo smiled and urged them to sit down. He sat on his royal chair and cleared his throat. "A toad does not run in the daytime for nothing. Where a child cries and points his or her finger, if his or her father is not there, the mother must be there." Ezeudo began. "Mazi Ileka, you must be wondering why I visited your house three seasons ago, asking for a messenger and a warrior." Mazi Ileka nodded and leaned back against the wall, while his son looked puzzled.
Mazi Ileka lowered his gaze when Ezeudo threw his words back at him. He felt disappointed. None of them saw this coming. They knew their daughter was a special child, but they never knew how special she was until now. Ezeudo relaxed on his royal chair and waited patiently for him to speak. "Your Majesty, the gods are always right, but I disagree with them on this. No one wages war against a destructive spirit. She was born with the strength of three men, yes, the old woman told my son before her death. However, one does not need mortal strength to fight a spirit. The gods are wise but this time they failed by choosing the wrong person." "I was more devastated when I was told that the messenger is a girl. I was expecting a well-armed warrior like Ike, the chief guard. The gods are always wise. They see things we could not see that is why they know better than us. But one assurance I'm giving you today is that she will win the battle and put an end to this nightmare." Ezeudo assured.
Mazi Ileka’s household was woken up by a peculiar sound made by the enchanted staff of the chief priest. The glowing ever-burning fire staff came out whenever the chief priest was on a mission to deliver the message from Ajonwa deity. The fire staff was a symbol of authority. No one doubted any message delivered to the fire staff. The people of Ohanta had often fled each time they heard the peculiar sound made by the staff. The staff was as old as Ajonwa himself, and according to what people heard, the fire on the enchanted staff had never snuffed out. When the sound of the staff was heard in Mazi Ileka’s compound, all the members of his family began to come out of their different cottages one by one. The look on their faces could not be described. Onochie fumed with rage. The words of the king had been repeating in his ear since yesterday, and now this. They stared at the chief priest with itchy ears. Onochie was so determined to commit murder if he had come to take the child away.
“Yesterday, you told me you have a plan, please share your plans with me, we need to start carrying it out immediately.” Mazi Ileka’s wife asked her husband had gone deep in thoughts. “Ajonwa has disorganized my plans.” “How?” “I planned to marry her off after ten seasons.” Mazi Ileka said lowering his face. She has been chosen already, there is nothing we can do.” “Are we going to sit and watch our grandchild go down to hell?” Onochie’s Mother asked. “Do not worry about the child; let the gods protect their own. I am worried about Onochie. A curse has been laid on him; I need to do something about it urgently. “Nothing will happen to my son.” “If we act now!” Mazi Ileka responded. “What do you intend to do?” Onochie’s mother asked. “I will go down to Ndikwe community tomorrow, to ask for help from the greatest deity presiding over Ndikwe.” Mazi Ileka said. “Will you travel that far for a mere threat?” “You call that a mere threat? The chief priest laid a curse on him, Uzo!