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I think its "...before he DOES something he would
DEFINITELY regret soonest"

[quote author=E<R>F]It was un-usually cold that uncertain Tuesday evening.

Cold innocent air ran through the face of the Chief as he tossed uncomfortably while sitting on the gold coloured magnificient chair.

He thought about the happenings in his own nutured kingdom- his mighty fortress, his power and authority being dragged to dust by a once rejected son of a diseased father.

He cursed the day the young man was born, he regreted his actions: for not allowing Ozoigbon the great priest, to do the killing of the young man himself.

What a great loss a negligeble mistake as such, had caused.

"oooh, why now that i'm at the peak of my reign?" He thought aloud.
The guard nearest to him was alert at his master,. "what should be bodering this great cheif?" That was what his facial expression read.
The chief gave him a knowing look, on realizing his mistake and asked him to piss 'off.
Like lightening the guard was off.

Now he was alone, his most trusted guard was out. He was free to think even louder without worries. He looked upward and fixed his gaze at gigantic ceiling fan rotating speedingly, he shook his head slowly and bit his lower lips.

"what is wrong with me?" He asked himself rhetorically.

He was supposed to be the strong-hearted god-like creature highly feared and highly revered in his kingdom and all over Africa.

Here he sat, so engrossed in his thought; that it seems he would go mad. He was deeply in thoughts mixed with soliloquy when he noticed something. He fixed his gaze at a creature who appeared obstructing his view, it had the shape of a man, extremely dark in appearance, it had something like horns and thorns all over his body. It held a spear in his hand, and was approaching with a great speed towards him.
The Chief left out a very brisk shout in fear, he held his hands together with his mouth agape, and eyes wide opened as if in great shock.

"It's me your Highness"

The chief heard in disbelief, he thought he saw an approaching beast, a beast addressing him as "Your Highness?" what an irony. He melted.

There stood Edafe, the chief's most trusted guard half bent, with his hands almost touching the bricked floor- he almost lying flat on the floor.

He was pleading, begging for his life. It was a purnishable offence to scare the great Chief. The last guard that did it out of drunkeness was boiled to death, now Edafe was lying down flat begging for even a reduction in his purnishment.

He came in to deliver an urgent message to the King: That The Chief's arch enemy visits, only to find the king shifting backwards and shouting in great fear and dismay. He was dead.

"Stand up and stand out," Edafe heard the Chief saying.
Edafe stood out waiting for his death sentence, he prayed silently.

"Let it be a quick death," he wished.

"I asked you out, why are you here?"
The chief asked angrily.

"I'm sorry Your Highness" Edafe retorted confusingly.

Now the Chief was almost boiling, he needed an answer and not an apology; he tried relaxing himself in an attempt to bring down his high temper, before he do something he would definately soonest.

"I had an urgent call that Emiru visits you" Edafe added.

""Emiru?" the chief said, rather rhetorically.
The same young man he detests so dearly visits him, or what's he talking about?"

What on the deep blue hell would that troll-like creature wants from him. He had been the cause of his agony, the pains he'd been nursing secretly.

He'd changed his once Autocratic Kingdom into a near democratic one, but for the help of Ozoigbon.