Chapter Eleven
"Your Highness!" Mama Sara mentioned. She felt bad she traveled without telling her or going with her but she has to conceal her feeling."You traveled!?" she just half exclaimed, half queried.
She wanted to know more, why she traveled without her but how would she put it to her?
That they are besties does not mean she would not have privacy.
And Queen Lati, how to be open to her bestie before she traveled was like a knotted issue.
There was no need to think of how to untie it. " Lati, don't tell her," that was her word, why because, she took Oath never to tell her anything she would do with Jackson, and for the same reason, she did not tell her she was traveling.
" One's bestie could be her enemy tomorrow."
She was avoiding a situation where one liar would throw up a story about how she got her pregnancy when it comes... that there was a time she traveled....blah blah.
"How did you know I traveled.?" she asked her.
" I came around and I saw the gardener, he said madam traveled."
"I went for a seminar knowing King will need you for the BD…how did you people go?"
"Your Highness, you have not seen what we bought? Okay, when you want I will take you around our efforts."
She hissed.
Mama Sara looked at her face bewildered." What is it, Youngest." she asked.
" Stop calling me all those things, I have told you…am crudest Lati," she told her.
"Why?"
"Just that… anything that will make me remain in this comfort zone, not to aim and get my desire, I discard," she said, with a tone of authority.
" Okay, Crudest…what is the point now?"
"What is the point? Okay, you want me to be happy on his birthday without a child? King will be 57 now. What will her sister say? The people too?"
"Just that? Are they God? What will you do now? The other day, you said if you give them the child you go…go and leave all these things? Just look at wealth all over!"
"They are the comfort zone… if they will hinder my desire from manifesting, I jettison them that's why I'm starting now, taking a name that will empower me. Crudest. "
She forwarded her photo with Mirabel to Elder Mary when she was free.
"Queen, what are you planning with Princess Abigail?" Elder Mary asked, despite her tiny voice, it was clear she would hardly believe Lati.
"Ma…"
"No, don't Ma me," she retorted and said," because you're not giving us a child, then you want to set the palace on fire before you go?"
Lati was surprised at what the old woman she believes loves her, she believes is on her side said.
But why would she not react negatively? Herself, what was her mind when she saw Mirabel? Did she not pinch herself? Now, another person pinched herself and is finding it hard to believe that what she saw was not Princess Abigail.
It is to her advantage then.
She must convince her that Mirabel is Princess Abigail's sister and from there, build the story with the evidence she has gathered.
Fortunately, she just did that. "Ma, it was not Princess Abigail but her sister."
She cried more with greater disbelief. " What are you saying!?"
She did not let her explain, she went on," so because Queen Sabina has secondary infertility and has only one child that was why you cannot give us our own?...that the King did what he did was because of annoyance, not that the paternity of the Princess is in doubt, okay?"
She was saying everything Lati wanted to say or hear but she would end in the opposite direction if Lati did not insist on her finding.
She let her end venting her anger on her and began her story.
Her story was one of those truths that are padded with imagination and they remain true.
" She was Princess Abigail's younger sister," she said." Their father was the Late Mr. Peter who died in 2005. Princess Abigail is 18 now, and her sister is 13–the two dates are no guesswork–the story was that the Late Mr. Peter dated Queen Sabina when they were not married and she was pregnant for him. She married King with the pregnancy around 2004, is it not true? In 2005, Princess Abigail was born and the Late Mr. Peter took another wife after two years and a half who bore him Mirable. Princess and Mirabel are the real vomit of their father."
"Are you through with your conspiracy theory?" asked Elder Mary.
She was the king's aunt, was 77 years old, a school proprietress.
" Ma, not so… ." Lati tried to make her believe her.
She cut Queen Lati short, asking her," so, is this why you don't want to give us a child? Till I come, I'll be there on the birthday." she ended her line.
Lati carried her baby and danced about," Baby baby… huh? When are you opening the door to remove my reproach?" she asked him, passion in her eyes as she looked hard at his face.
She fed him his favorite cake. The shepherd should treat him well as the shadow of what is to come and the angel will bless her with the human child.
Ruth's call came in. They were very close friends though, sisters-in-law to each other.
" Complemento," she spoke," Who is that, Princess Abigail?"
"That's Princess Abigail's sister." Lati or Crudest Lati said.
She told her about her journey and her finding.
"Okay, we're coming for the birthday but it will be scary to approach the king with this evidence. It could be a conspiracy theory as aunty said, but then."
"Hehe-hey! Lati." Is this your fate? Never!" she said assuredly, " am fertile… just to find the right person."
She remembered Mama Sara and Jackson. "What a betrayal! Or isn't it? Was she sympathetic to the extent of saying all that? It is pure gossip but I will not ask her. I need companions and she had been a dependable ally…she and Ruth now,"
She went to the window to look for Jackson. "Tonight I'll grab him.
"Sure?"
"Yes, by cause and effect," she answered her doubting mind.
When there is a necessity, nothing matters more.
She nodded slightly, reconciling with her past. She had wondered why some rich ladies or somebody's wife do have affairs with people they can't in normal situations shake hands with.
"Now, the mandate is running like an electric meter. Who knows what they will be up for? Lati will not be here arms folded holding herself like a virgin while the facilities that will make two willing hearts produce a child are available right here, huh…."
She carried her two voluptuous breasts in her palms before the mirror, twisted, and smiled. " Lucky boy, tonight, no need to reserve them…take them into your mouth and eat…O Gawd!"
She was breathing hard just because of her imagination.
She hung at the window, it was 7:34 pm.
The lights were on but the cloud was rumbling.
"Oh, before this rain where is he? A night of rain with a guy in a duplex…hehe-hey, Lati you can't deny nothing didn't happen!"
Mehhhnnn…This ex-Queen has said it all.
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