Since Anine began to have some sleep, a lot of things started changing in her body. Her cognitive ability began to surge up gradually. Soon she started perceiving the world around her accurately. Everything in the world looked like a joke to her. The life she wished and the world she had been fantasizing about since she was a child had just collapsed. She felt she had no reason to continue living in the world. Since Anine could not escape with her daughter, she took her mind off her daughter. This led to attachment disorder. There was no mother and daughter relationship between them. To Anine, Ije was already a condemned child. She never treated her like her daughter. The child's grandmother and her grandfather were all Ije had. They took good care of her and showed her all the love she truly deserved. Her grandfather never failed to shower her with praises at any slightest opportunity. Ije's routine structures- such as regularly scheduled meals and bedtime were all created by her

Mazi Ileka sneaked into his daughter-in-law's hut unnoticed. He did not want his wife to know that he visited her. He sat quietly on her bed and gave her an admiring stare as she meditated.Anine knew someone entered her hut, but she thought it was her daughter. However, she was taken aback when she opened her eyes and saw her father-in-law looking admiring at her. She stood up immediately and was about to run out of her cottage when he called her back. "Anine!" "Father!" "Come" Anine stood at the door. "Why are you here?" She asked. "I heard what you told Uzo, I'm glad you made such a decision. I have been worried. You don't know how I felt when she told me what you'd decided. Please stick to your decision, I'm in support of it." Anine lowered her face. Thank you." Mazi Ileka said in a lower tone. Anine nodded and glanced up at her father-in-law, obviously still unsure of the situation. Other men would try to convince her, but here he was appreciating her for choosing to stay

"Onum, please go and meet Dee Anine, I want to be left alone," Uzo told her grandchild. "No mother, I want to stay with my husband." "That's enough, he is your father and not your husband. You don't have a husband yet." "Who were they referring to as my husband then?" Ije asked. "A wicked deity said he would marry you when you grow up, but we won't allow that to happen." Onochie's mother explained. "I don't want to marry anybody except my husband," Ije said with a sad face. "Stop calling him your husband, will you?" Onochie's mother yelled at her grandchild. "No!" Ije yelled back at her. "Please do not make things difficult for me. He is not your husband, he is your father. He wants you to call him father..." "Just like I want you to call me Ije!" Ije interrupted. "Your name is not Ije. Ije is not a good name. Your father named you Onum. "Father calls me Ije, or is he also not my father?" "He is your father." Onochie's mother said with a sad tone. Ije reminds her so much of

“The mission is yours,” Mazi Ileka answered after gaping at his wife. “This is my personal destiny. It is mine and mine alone. No one goes with me, except those chosen by the gods. “ Ije explained. The explanation shocked Mazi Ileka and his wife. Uzo swallowed a hard drool. “Ije, who told you all these things you are saying?” Uzo asked. “A voice speaks to me always.” “Since when did you start hearing voices?” Mazi Ileka asked. “I can’t remember, but it has been long.“ “Did the voice tell you to leave this community?” Uzo asked. “Yes” The woman glanced at her husband in perplexity. “This is unbelievable!” Mazi Ileka shook his shoulder. “When did you hear the voice?” Uzo asked. “Last night, I saw something that looks like a stick with burning flame coming towards me, and I heard a voice; leave this kingdom now!” Ije explained. Uzo and her husband exchanged glances again. “Ajonwa’s enchanted staff,” Uzo muttered and her husband nodded. “It came out again last night and destro

"Ikenga!" Ezeudo's third wife called. Ikenga was the crown prince of Ohanta. He was very handsome, arrogant, and full of himself. Ezeudo was one of the best kings that had ever ruled Ohanta. People wondered if Ikenga was truly his flesh and blood because he was nothing like his father. At the age of fifteen, Ikenga hardly paid attention to anything that was happening in the Kingdom. His younger brother Ubaka was more conventional. "Mother!" Ikenga answered when he stepped out of the chamber he shared with Ubaka. "Come to my chamber now!" Ugo said loudly. Ikenga followed her immediately. He walked majestically to his mother's chamber. "What is it, mother?" Ikenga asked curiously. "I overheard your father telling your stepmother that you must get married to that little witch if you must rule this kingdom." "What?" "You heard me, Ikenga!" "Who is the little witch you are talking about?" Ikenga asked. "Who doesn't know Ije, the little witch in this kingdom? The only girl that inh