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!
Ije took the enchanted sword and the wizard cloak around the whole communities. They all accepted to lift the ban. The traditional rulers had to search for a powerful sorcerer who would lift the ban. Ije stayed behind to make sure the people were extricated before going back to her community. The people organized a small ceremony for her and Nwife. They led them down to Ikpa land before bidding farewell to them. The youths of Ikpa insisted she must go with the four-wheeled donkey she won when she was on her way to Umuora. It was a straight journey back to Ohanta as they were already familiar with the paths. *********** "Where is the sword?" Ezeudo of Ohanta asked Ije when she had finished her story. "It has been taken down to the shrine," Ije responded. "By who?" The people chorused. "The only man I trusted with my life." The people looked around and saw Nwife standing at the entrance of the Obi with the Princess. Ezeudo could not believe he was looking at her daughter after so
It had been four years already since Ije and Nwife came to Umuora, but the star had refused to show up. Oja had tried everything possible to make sure he separated both of them, but all his efforts proved abortive. He realized they were so in love the day he caught Nwife giving Ije a sponge bathe. It took him one full moon to be himself again. Since the solution to the problem of the two communities lay in the wizard's cave, Ije had decided to stay as long as the star appeared. Nwife also tried to convince her to go and return when the start would likely appear, but he gave up on her insistence. Soon they began to explore the community and were quite happy with the people. The people treated Ije with so much kindness. She found it difficult to leave without liberating them. The long-awaited day had come and Nwife and Ije were on their bed. Since he had been the one bathing and cooking for her, Ije got so comfortable around him. She could tell him everything and do everything while
The morning dawned with low-hanging clouds. There was a calmness in the Palace as a result of the heavy downpour of rain. Oja who got his father's permission to speak with her in the early hours paused at Ije's door when he heard her talking to Nwife. He tried to eavesdrop but he could not hear what they were saying. He leaned against a wall and was lost in thought, trying to find a way of separating the two of them. A maid can with her breakfast and brought him back to reality. He took the food from her and knocked. Nwife let him in and tried to leave after greeting him. Oja waved at him to stop. Nwife knew he was jealous and would probably ask if he slept with her. "Thank you," Oja shook hands with him. Nwife accepted his handshake and stared surprisingly at him. "For what?" He asked. "For saving my brother last night." "She did; she is the healer," Nwife pointed at Ije. "You called her attention....em...one more thing...never mind, you can go now." Oja kept the food on a smal
Oja took Ije took home after exploring the community for some hours. Ozo loitered at the entrance of the Palace. He could not wait to see the chosen one who transformed his brother. Some villagers who heard what happened huddled at the Palace and were waiting patiently for her. Their joy knew no bounds. The women ran to her and hauled her up the moment she was spotted. Ozo stared appreciatively at her. He knew the end of their suffering had come. He had wished to explore other communities and bring in new knowledge. The people sang and danced for more than two hours. Food was served to them and they ate together and went back home. The king was surprised Ije ate comfortably with them. Soon she began to feel sleepy and needed to bathe before going to bed. Oja led her to the backyard, and Nwife followed them. He engaged Oja in a conversation just to make sure he was not stealing glances at her. They walked her back to her cottage when she was through. Nwife left them and joined Offia
"What did they need from the chosen one?" Nwife asked. Offia stood up and looked outside again to see if anyone was coming. He returned and took off the plantation leaves he used to cover his genitals and tried to put the wrapper on his waist just like Nwife tied his. Nwife stood, helped him and they sat down again. "The neighboring communities want to be sure the wizard is dead, secondly they want his enchanted sword and everything that belongs to him out of this community before they would accept our peace offer. This is where the chosen one comes in." "Your people should do what they asked of them. It is a very simple task, I thought they were demanding a hundred heads in retaliation for what the wizard did. "They said the wizard has a cloak. Anyone who touches it dies instantly. Besides; all the magicians who have gone to the cave to check if the wizard is alive or dead did not come out till today. No one knows what is happening inside the cave." "Wait....wait....wait....were y
"Nice wrapper," Offia, the third son of the king said as he touch Nwife's wrapper. Nwife opened his eyes, he could not believe he has been sleeping for the past three hours. The sun had gone down and the weather looked as though it was going to rain heavily. Nwife rubbed his hand on his eyes. He was very very tired. He looked at the figure that stood before him and quickly came down from the chair. "I'm sorry for trespassing, I have nowhere to go." Nwife said. "No problem. You are the stranger that came with the Queen this morning right?" Offia asked. Nwife nodded. Offia brought his hand forward for a handshake Nwife shook hands with him. "You are indeed a gentleman. I can't perform such a task," Offia said as he took a seat beside him. "What task?" Nwife asked. Offia turned and looked at him. "You are so naive. Are you castrated?" "Hmm...no...I'm not," Nwife responded. "Leading such a beautiful woman down to this community without defiling her is one of the greatest tasks ever
Ije turned was filled with empathy for Nwife. She stood still and held his gaze for some seconds. "Ife, I'm sorry, if....only they knew who you are.." Ije said slowly with a faint voice. Nwife drew her closer and hugged her tightly. He held her head on his chest. Her lips began to wander to his neck, sending his heartbeat into a frenzy. Nwife gently released himself from her arms. "The timing is wrong Ije," Nwife said as he walk her to the bed. He sat down and urged her to sit beside him. Ije sat down gently. "Each time I see you, I have a strong urge to do crazy things with you, I don't know why," Ije said as she held his gaze."I know, Ije, but it is not the reason for this move," Nwife grinned. "What is it?" "I'm scared; I don't know where we are and the plans they have for me. I don't know what to believe anymore. They know me as well as I know myself, but whatever happens, I want you to be my first." Nwife took her hand and rested her head on his shoulder. Nothing will happe
Ije and Nwife stood before Dike the traditional ruler of Umuora. The king stared at Nwife from head to toe. He took his eyes off him and stared admiringly at Ije. "Greetings your Highness," Ije greeted. "The chosen one! the great seer! And the healer of our time, you are welcome to my palace." Dike grinned at her. Ije and Nwife exchanged glances. Ije was confused already, but the presence of Nwife kept strengthening her. "Okemuo, the presiding deity of Umuora announced your coming five seasons ago. Since then we have been waiting for you. He described you very well," he grinned. "Welcome and please feel at home. There would be no ritual since you were sent by the gods. Oja, the first son of Umuora is your destined husband. Together you shall rule this Kingdom and break the barriers that stopped our people from stepping out of this community!" The people cheered and danced for joy. "Welcome, the chosen one! Oja!" Dike called. Oja bowed before the king."Do not provoke her. Remember
"I'll advise you to do whatever that brought you to this community and leave at once before Oja sees her." "Who is Oja?" Nwife asked. "Ojadike is the first son of king Dike," Ene said. Nwife made eye contact with Ije. He noticed she was worried about him. "Father, would you mind if we stay with you? Please." Nwife said. "The villagers have seen you already they would probably be on their way to the Palace. Oja will be here in no time." Ije stood up from the boulder and went to Nwife. He held her hand. "What do you seek in our community?" "It is a long story, father," Nwife said. "Make it short, I want to see if I can help so you will leave at once." "There is a deity that is terrorizing our community. We traced the origin down here. We need help, please." Nwife said. "Oh very simple. Does it have a speaker?" "What is a speaker?" Nwife asked. "A mouthpiece...a...I don't know what you call it." "Oh okay, we call them Chief Priest," Nwife said. "Good, ask the mouthpiece what