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“Egypt was the place that Alexander the Great went

He was so shocked at the mountains with black faces.

We were kings and queens, it was empires in Africa”

-Nas-

 

 

 

CHAPTER ONE



Maybe the prince shows his affection in other ways.

 

Maa despaired as the blue silk cloth run through her fingers. She turned to her right and looked at the prince again. gods. He had not said more than three words to her yet he was in deep conversation with one of his chief warriors.

 

His one hand was on his thigh and the other idly rubbed his beard.

 

“It’s beautiful, thank you” She smiled at the silk merchant. The silk merchant bowed and left.

 

 You married a prince Maa, is that not enough?

 

"Ahem" Someone forced a cough.

 

"Oh" Maa turned to see the spice merchant standing before her. The front of her green linen was covered in brown soup stains and she was chewing on something. There was never a time she was not chewing on something.

 

Maa sneezed. Pepper. Her nostrils always seemed to find ground pepper wherever it was.

 

“May happiness and joy be the flavors of your marriage” The plump spice merchant said in a singing voice that was too loud.

 

It did not come as a surprise to anyone. She was the loudest in the market place.

 

She presented Maa with a basket filled with little sacks of spice.

 

“Th-tank you” Maa sneezed.

 

As she watched the spice merchant leave, Maa clutched her belly tight. That feeling was back again. She had felt uneasy since she opened her eyes in the morning. It felt very much like, like a bad omen. She looked at the prince.

 

“There is still time for you to change your mind my beauty. You don’t have to marry the prince. We could run away and live happy for all days…” Nebanga interrupted her thoughts.

 

“Ah in another lifetime warrior” Maa laughed.

 

The old warrior was Maa’s friend. Sometimes when she was going to the stream, she would pass by the oak tree and listen to Nebanga as he told his never-ending war stories.

 

Nebanga outstretched his hands and handed Maa a bow.

 

“You give me your bow?”

 

This was the very bow he talked about in his war stories. Especially the one about how he singlehandedly killed five hundred men in the battle at Napata.

 

Maa loved the story even though it was not true.

 

See, Nebanga had lost his mind at the battle. A Kemet sorcerer had attempted to place a spell on the king. Nebanga had jumped in front of the king and bore the curse instead. He carried the curse in his body to this day. What great sacrifice.

 

“I will treasure this bow my brave warrior and I will pass it down to my sons.” Maa vowed.

 

This was the greatest gift she had received today.









CHAPTER TWO



A big bright moon lit the night soon after the sun went back to his mother’s womb.

 

The marriage ceremony had been filled with nothing but good omen. Everything went well, there was no illness or misfortune and all the guests were in high spirits. The food and the wine were in surplus and Maa danced until her feet ached.

 

“Would you come with me?” The prince whispered as they sat down from another round of dancing.

 

He looked at her like he did three moons ago when he chose her as his wife in a lineup of hundreds of hopeful maidens.

 

The desire in his eyes looked like it would consume him if he did not get what he so wanted-her. Maa’s mouth formed a shy smile.

 

For weeks she had thought of this exact moment, when the prince would want more than a smile, a hand squeeze, an embrace, and soft whispers in the dark.

 

She was not sure she was ready for it. All her mother told her was, “Maa always ensure that his cup is empty”

 

To be quite honest she was not sure what that meant.

 

“Yes I would like to come with you” Maa whispered back.

 

The prince's eyes widened in wonder, it was as if he had expected her to reject his offer. He took her hand and they maneuvered their way through the crowd.

 

When his hand reached for the door, everyone in the feast room stopped what they were doing. Those who were eating put their food down, those who were talking stopped talking and the drummers stopped drumming.

 

They cheered and clapped urging the prince to make haste.

 

In a grand gesture, the prince swept Maa off the ground and placed her over his shoulder. The people cheered louder and Maa heard a couple of whistles from the men.

 

Her face and her ears grew hot. All these people now knew that she would not be a maiden by the end of the night.

 

The prince's tightened his grip around her thighs and carried her out of the room. He hurried along a hallway, passed through the throne room and took a right turn. A few steps later he stopped.

 

So soon?

 

He opened the door of his bedchamber. Once in, he gently placed Maa on the feet.

 

They stood face to face. This is it.

 

“My beautiful wife” He traced the curve of her face with his finger.

 

Maa’s heart was beating fast as if it wanted to make way out of her body and abandon her. She had never been in his bedchamber before or in any man’s bedchamber.

 

In the middle of the room was a huge mahogany bed, this is where they would…she looked away.


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