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For the second time in a row, Toju woke up with a start not, he looked around the room, it was certainly not his own.But this the time, the walls wee not maroon coloured like his father's room, neither were they cream coloured like his room, this time the walls were pure white.In the background, he could hear the annoying beeping sound of the machine, his head was pounding and he felt drowsy, he had no idea what happened to him, the harsh smell of antiseptic was tickling his nose.His mind immediately went back to the activities of the previous day and he began to panic, what if Yemi and Misan had tried to kill him.What if he was still King?He had no idea which time he had woken up in, but he needed to find out fast.He removed the IV connected to his arm, he needed to get out of the hospital and find out if he was still King, as he stood up from the surpri
Misan smiled, rubbing her hand to her stomach."My Lord, I am pregnant," she said smiling at him, Toju froze, it wasn't like he didn't expect that had would say that, he did expect it, but it was the fact that he knew very well that the child wasn't his, that made him freeze.Toju knew without a doubt that the child was Yemi's, when he wasn't King, she had claimed to be pregnant for his best friend, she had rubbed it in his face, she had said many hurtful things, like how he was impotent, for a while he had doubted himself, he had gone to take a test, he was fine; but that experience along with many others maimed him."And so?" He asked, his expression was nonchalant, he truly wanted to show her that he didn't care.Misan seemed surprised by this fact, a flash of pain passed on her expression, so fast that Toju almost wondered if he had imagined it, but somehow, someway he kne
Toju smiled as he stood up to cut the ribbon, opening the new hospital to all, he was standing alongside the deputy governor and other important personnel taking pictures for the press, so Toju had to smile, his cheeks were already hurting from smiling too much, the main event was already over, he wanted to leave.Toju looked towards Yemi who was shaking hands with the deputy governor and laughing with him, a chill went up his spine, and a bad feeling settled, deep rooted in his stomach, he knew Yemi was up to something and it wasn't something good.Even from their younger years, Yemi had always had a lust for power, he remembered when they were in secondary school and he wanted to run for class prefect, he had made sure that by all means he won, he paid some people, threatened others and he did win. Toju's father had made sure Yemi was never bullied and made everyone think they were long lost cousins, the last king even gave Yemi his n
I know not whether laws be rightOr whether laws be wrong;All we know who lie in gaolIs that the wall is strongAnd that each day is like a yearA year whose days are long. Oscar Wilde"No!" Both of the men shouted simultaneously, they both looked pained at the prospect of dividing the land, the King Solomon thing obviously didn't work.Toju groaned out of frustration, dividing the land was the best solution he had, he knew the only reason they didn't want to share it, was as a result of greed, they didn't just want half the oil money.It seemed as though Yemi sensed Toju's change in countenance, because he ordered the two men to wait outside the t
Or notToju woke up with a start, he had no idea what woke him up, he sat up blinking his eyes to adjust to the darkness, he stretched his hand to where his bedside table was meant to be and put on the lamp which filled the room with dim light.Looking around Toju realized that the room he was in was not the one he slept in, Toju realized that the room wasn't his, the maroon coloured walls were a far cry from his own cream coloured walls, the room was decorated in Ankara materials and native hair ties, with small statues with cowries and eerie paintings were situated at designated places in it, the room Toju found himself in was his late father's.Confusion clouded his thoughts, Toju wondered if he suddenly start sleep walking and ended up in his father's room or if maybe someon
Almost four months ago Toju's father was buried and a week ago after three months of training, his uncle was crowned king, to the outside world he looked relieved to be free of the responsibilities that came with being king, but deep down he was jealous and even if it was just a little, he wished that he would be given the chance to rule.According to tradition, the King's first son was meant to be King but immediately after his father's death the soothsayers announced that the gods of the land did not wish that the crowned prince become the King of the great Iwere land, that the King's immediate junior brother be crowned in his stead.Toju felt a rush of emotions that day, first relief then happiness which morphed into envy at his uncle as he realized the things that he would lose, which later slowly became hate, th