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The chief priest addressed the people, “He started by acting like a homeless man, going around the kingdom begging for food. We all thought that he was bewitched but we were wrong, he took an innocent king’s life. Let him be hanged as per the ways of our land, beat the drums.” The drums were beating and the chair the king was standing on was kicked leaving him hanging in the air.

The rope tightened around his neck and he kicked his feet trying to find something, anything that could easy the pain around his neck, he needed to breath so badly but was no hope in that. The Bakoena guards left as they felt that they have seen enough deaths for the day. “I hope for your sake that your people will be more lenient with you.

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