1: The Throne

1.... The Kingdom 

*I dedicate this book to my supportive husband and late brother suleiman. May Allah grant him jannatul Firdaus ameen.*

_special thanks to Mai dambu and my bunky Maryam Usman umar for the encouragement_

Disclaimer: this book is a work of fiction. So any resemblance to any subject or event, dead or living is purely coincidental and plagiarism will not be tolerated so beware.

بسم الله الرحمان الرحيم. 

(In the name of Allah the most gracious the most merciful)

Once lived a Kingdom ruling the Northern part of the country consisting of 19 States before they regain recognition and thus is very powerful. Led by a Just king and loyal subjects, an extended family with many brothers and sons but they knew that maintaining peace and unity among them is the only way to protect the mighty kingdom against the attacks of the west hence none was greedy for the throne except one!.

"Her majesty's hall greets the Prince"

He looked around and whenever his fiery eyes met someone's, they dropped their gaze because they couldn't hold them. His sweaty palms clench the handle of his sword mightly resting on his waist, waiting for a cue to shed blood. 

"How is my mother?" He snarled.

"The physician is still checking on her majesty" an older man dared to answer.

Without uttering another word he headed to the door in front of him with heavy steps in sync with his heavy pounding heart. but before he could reach, 4 guards shield the knob from his wrath.

"Forgive me my Prince but her majesty will not entertain your presence at this moment" 

Their right hands were placed at the right side of their chest on top their hearts as a sign of respect and loyalty to the royals instead of bowing which is like a prostration to the creator.

In a swift move his sword is naked in the air yawning with hunger for flesh "Move out of my way" he growled as they started trembling in fear but they didn't do as he ordered.

"Forgive me princ..."

"I said move away!" he yelled making them jump.

"The physician is making sure her majesty is fine, so please exercise patience my prince" the older man spoke again.

He turned to him "Shamaki do I look like a patient person right now?" 

"Forgive me my prin..."

"Her majesty's hall greets the queen"

Is what stole Shamaki's and the Prince's argument upon announcement.

Shamaki turned to greet the queen but the Prince didn't. And by the looks in the face of the beautiful elderly woman dressed in an exquisite golden alkyabba(traditional royal women's robe) it's like she expected that from him.

"Announce my presence at her majesty's quaters" she told the guards and they nodded "yes my queen" in response.

They were about to do as she said when the Prince spoke.

"Your kindness is appreciated but your presence here isn't entertained" he still has his back to her and that pained her greatly.

"Being a royal doesn't spare you from addressing the woman of the Kingdom, the queen I am deserves to be acknowledged by everyone".

He chuckled a little like she just told him a humourous joke before turning to set his dark-red fiery eyes on her, intimidating her.

"Will do so when you respect the Prince's order and leave in peace" 

"A mere prince can't give orders to a queen" she has a sneer on her lips.

He nods once, "then should I become the crown prince just to show you your presence is disliked?. A single word 'yes' is all it takes to become your worst nightmare" he finished in a whisper making the smile on her face to completely disappear and be replaced with a frown. And without another word she retreat and left the hall with her court maids. Just as the physician came out of the door the Prince was yearning for.

"How's my mother?" He asked the gray haired man dressed in white, carrying a box of his tools.

"Her majesty is fine."

He didn't wait for further explanation because he knew he's getting none, the royals health report is confidential to everyone except the king. So he finally satisfy his desire of entering the Room to get his answers himself.

Mubashshar bin Abdulmanaf the youngest brother of 4 and the oldest Hameed bin Abdulmanaf being the king.

Mubashshar respect his brother and lived a lavish life of a noble, a rich noble, but he always has desire for more. For his wife Safnah and 2 kids Aziza and Namir. 

How he wished he was born earlier than his 2 brothers and a sister, he would've been the king of the whole nothern kingdom and now it's likely to be passed to his brother's oldest son and down to his future descendants.

On a visit to _Borno_ a city that king Hameed was yet to conquer under his kingdom, mubashshar went to the peace gathering as his representative, that's when the king of Maiduguri requested his audience and when he accepted to meet the king privately, he narrate to him that he wishes to help Him become the king of the North if he will marry his daughter Yaruwayya and make her his queen against his wife and will cooperate to make Borno under the rule of the great nothern kingdom. that's the offer they made to king Hameed but he rejected claiming that he'll not forsake his family for the throne and he already have his queen. 

Without debating mubashshar agreed and they planned to annihilate his siblings and their families to make sure there'll be no treat to his kingdom, they didn't leave anyone out, not even his older sister who's been away from the palace for marriage. They kill any possible treat not sparing the guards or maids of their family.

Mubashshar walked to the throne with king Hameed's and his other siblings blood in his hands and smeared it all over as instructed by his new father in-law. People witnessed the tragedy but couldn't say or do anything about it, because that's the beginning of sorcery, the beginning of bloody monarchy and the beginning of injustice ruling guided with fear to die and urge to survive against the bone ranking system.

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we'll dive deeper into the story later in sha Allah 

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