#THE_LOST_PRINCESS
©Sir Zach
EPISODE 30
“Ann what is the problem?” Max asked while driving from the airport after they have landed in Lagos.
“Huh” Ann jolted out of her thoughts.
“You are unusually quiet and you look stressed up, what’s bothering you?” Max asked worriedly.
“Hmm” she sighed “I feel like my mum is keeping something from me, something about my identity”.
“What do you mean?” Max asked.
“I don’t know,I just have this huge feeling that something is not right somewhere” she sighed de-eperly.
“It’s ok whatever it is please don’t sweat it out, everything is going to be well” he smiled “trust God”.
“Thanks” she smiled gratefully at him.
“My house or yours?” He asked sm-irking mischievously at her.
“Yep your house is the best, at least we will have time to ourselves without your mother’s wrath” she smiled.
“Ann, I thought you said you can’t get angry at her?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes I said that, but am not letting the fact that she doesn’t like me slide and i like her but she con spoil show for me” she said saying the last part more like she was rapping.
“Woah babe where did you hear that?” He laughed.
“Yes I watched comedy on Facebook, Nigerian comedians are so hilarious especially Paulscata” she replied happily.
“Well babe wait till you listen to kennyblaq’s comedy” .
“Ai Ai captain,I will put that at the bott-om of my che-st”. She smiled
“Huh bott-om of what?”.
“Oh” she drawls seductively “I meant to say bott-om of my bre-ast ”.
“Ann?” Max said.
“Yes” she sm-irked lic-king her li-ps.
“Huh” he gro-aned “stop that you know that turns me on so much”.
“Huh” Ann gasped in mock horror, “I didn’t know it gives you a Bonner”.
“Hey stop talking dirty” he warned.
“Ok sir” she replied after getting comfortable on his lap-s.
“Sweet, what are you doing am driving people will see us” he said placing his right hand on her thigh while the other holds the steering wheel.
“Don’t be a kill joy, no one can see us this is tinted remember?” She replied smashing her li-ps to his.
“Ann you so sweet” he said into the kis-s using his hands to rub circle on her thigh making m-oan in plea-sure.
“Sweet we have to stop to avoid an accidental scandal this is Nigeria and we love social media and I don’t want to end up dead without taking you to the altar” he said breaking away from the kis-s.
“Huh am honored” she blus-hed “but we got to continue from where we stop”.
“Yes we will princess” he replied giving her a w-et kis-s before she went to sit back on her sit.
“Um I think I found my way to the palace” she blurted.
“Wait! What?, Do you even know the way to the palace?” He asked wide eyed.
“Yep something kept telling me the way and boom I found myself in the palace” she replied dramatically.
“Wow I can’t believe this” he muttered.
“Me too” she chirped “I can’t believe my dream will look so real”.
“Dream?” He asked bewildered.
“I got you” she laughed ” I got to the palace in my dreams”.
“Ann you got me speechless,here I am thinking another thing” he smiled.
“Sorry to burst your bubble” she smiled.
“What will happen to us, if Marietta comes back?” She asked with all seriousness.
“I don’t know?” He replied truthfully.
“Is there any hope for us?”.
“Sweet am stuck with you” he smiled at her while he parked the car at the garage.
They both got down from the car and the maids helped them to carry their luggages.
Ann spends three days with Max before moving back to her parents house.
*
The day of Granny’s appointment with the dibia finally arrived and granny didn’t hesitate to get there on time.
The dibia a frail looking man in his late forties look intently at Nkechi (Ann’s grandmother)
“Old woman, you came here because of your supposed younger grandchild” the dibia said after chanting series of incantations.
“Yes wise one” Nkechi replied “but I don’t un-derstand what you meant by supposed grandchild”.
“Do you question the gods?” The man thun-dered.
“No wise one” she replied not wanting to aggravate the dibia’s warth.
“Now listen carefully old woman, your son and his wife must come here in the next three days and if possible bring the girl along with you” he said while dancing round the room and some chanting incantations.
“Ok wise one” Nkechi replied.
“Go well Nkechi, the gods are with you” he smiled as Nkechi walk out of the room.
“Mama what does the dibia said?” Patricia asked as she and her husband Sat with the old woman.
“He didn’t say anything much,he said you guys should come along with me in the next three days and if possible we should bring her along with her” she replied.
“What does he need us for, I thought you have explained everything to him?” Richa-rd asked.
“Yes I did” she shrugged “but you are her parents and in better position to explain things better”.
“Ok we will but about her coming along with us that won’t be possible as she has traveled back to Lagos for some company business” Patricia informed.
“No problem we will go to him first to know what he wants to tell us, good night” Nkechi replied walking to her room.
*
*THREE DAYS LATER*
Ann has been so engrossed with work that she didn’t remember the pictures she brou-ght from home, she stumbled across the picture while unpacking her box and she walked into the sto-re to get her childhood picture so that she can be sure if she’s really the one in the picture.
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Nkechi, Richa-rd and Patricia all set up for the dibia house prior to the appointment he gave to them, when they got there they were all ushered into the consultation room but this room is different from the one Nkechi was received three days ago.
Each sat down on the chair lost in their own thoughts when the dibia broke the silence.
“Patricia and Richa-rd where do you both get your second daughter from” the dibia asked looking dangerously at them.
“What do you mean, they’re both her parents” Nkechi replied.
“Shut up woman,do you call the gods liers?” The dibia thun-dered.
“No wise one” Nkechi replied quietly.
“Now both of you where do you get your second daughter from?” He asked again.
“I didn’t get her from anywhere, she’s my daughter I birthed her” Patricia replied while Richa-rd and his mother nodded in agreement.
The dibia gave a sly smile before chanting some incantations.
“Now if you don’t want the gods of this land to strike you down, for the last time where did you get your last daughter?” He yelled.
“She isn’t our daughter” Patricia blurts.
“What?” Nkechi asked holding her head.
“Yes Mama she isn’t our daughter,we found her in an helpless situation and we decided to help her” Richa-rd replied.
“Do you know her parents?” The dibia asked more calmly this time.
“We wouldn’t have taken her as ours if we know her parents”. Richa-rd replied.
“That child is a treasure lost twenty years ago, she is seen but not heard like her father” he said shaking his head gloomily.
“What do you mean?” They all chorus.
“She’s the missing princess of this land” The dibia announced.
“What!?” The trio exclaimed.
*
Ann ventured into the sto-re with the pictures firmly on her hands, she started going throu-ghthe boxes in the room one by one until she came across the one she was looking for in the box contained their childhood pictures.
She came across her nine years old picture and she smiled to her self,she looked like a clown in the clothes she was wearing then.
Putting the picture back where it was she came across a picture book and childhood was boldly written on it and she opened it, she came across the pictures she took with Bella when she was six and it looked exactly like the one she was holding, she opened the book again she came across Bella’s baby pictures and she couldn’t see her own she was confused.
“If our maternal grandmother is dad and granny hasn’t seen me before so my infants picture is not with her so who is with my pictures” she muttered confusedly.
After a futile searching she decided to park the boxes back when she came across a file that has her name boldly written on it
Out of curiosity she opened the book only to find the shocker of her life.
Inside this file was everything that happened to her when she was six.
“MET AT AN ACCIDENT SCENE WITH AN EMPTY MEMORY” she reads out.
“NAME GIVEN: ANNABELLE
ADOPTION DATE : JUNE-10-1997
FAMILY ADOPTED TO: RICHARDS
NUMBER OF HOUSE HOLD: THREE FATHER, MOTHER AND ONLY CHILD ISABELLA”
she reads aloud with tears spilling out of her face “WHO THE HELL AM I?” she yelled sadly
WATCHOUT FOR EPISODE 31
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