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That was the thought that ran through Konaso's mind, he saw the men from Umudioga he had allowed in his cabinet, as suspected informant to Ifenna, but what was he to do. Dismissing Umudioga men from his cabinet was just tantamount to dashing his agenda of the merged kingdoms, to the mud.
One day he called all his warriors and guards together, of which he made nine of them, who were from Umudioga kneel before the eyes of all his warriors. He passed his judgement on them.

"Which one of you have been giving out information to the enemies of this household?" he said in the most unfriendly way, while the men trembled.

"No, not me!" they all said serially. Konaso ordered the men to beat them thoroughly.

"Now you know i'm not joking with you boys." he said with chagrin, "If you don't tell me the truth, i'll mutilate you right under this hot sun." the men were crying like babies, swearing with the earth, sky, water, just to prove their innocence. They attracted sympathy from the palace cooks, who were young women, especially one of them, called Inene, who had been weeping at each glimpse of their torture. One of the tortured men was her secret lover, whom had made known his intention to marry her.
Inene, a daughter of a late Ozalla farmer, did what was considered the rarest thing to do, by agreeing to marry someone from Umudioga. That is why they had been reticent about their affairs, especially to the king, who might possibly frown at such idea.

"You have twelve hours to live on the earth crust before you join your ancestors." Konaso worsened their fear as he threatened further. Inene was looking pleadingly at Konaso, she wanted to go forward to kneel before him to plead on her lover's behalf.
Sooner, all eyes were redirected to the king's courtyard were a lady was been dragged in hostily, Aneke's eyes went straight to her fair skin, curvaceous sides and graceful hips.
This guards didn't have respect for people at all, he wondered what was made him felt like having her to himself, even when he knew nothing about her background. All eyes were still fixed on her, and the lady felt a wave of embarrassment streaming through her neurons.

"Igwe, this is the lady that have been with Kalu's son" one of them introduced her to Konaso. She was dressed in royal attire, and full of radiance, many who looked towards her couldn't take their eyes off her, making her getting more embarrassed.

"Little child, would you tell us who you are?" Konaso grimaced. She was at first reluctant to speak for fear, her great fear outwitted her speech, that she could say nothing but to drip tears from her deep black eyes.
"Come here, you" he was speaking to the guard who had witnessed her and Ifenna escaping from the hut, "is this the lady?" he nodded excitedly.
"Now, the ten of you will go down to the dust by the down, if you keep on hiding my enemy. Guards! Cast them into the dungeon until tomorrow morning."

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All pressure were on Uju, coming from her fellow inmates. They kept pressing her to speak up, but she still remained reticent. Aneke overheard their uproar and guessed as well who would be the oppressed.

"You think he's more important to you than us? What would you gain if you save him and lose your life?"

"Happiness." she voiced out for the very first time.
How lame she thought. She wasn't even having a modicum of remorse for the problem she's making them to pass through. Is she really aware that they just from then till the morning to breath on the surface of the earth, and here she was talking about happiness. What stupidity of high magnitude.

"Stop troubling the lady!" they were startled by the word, turning to see Aneke by the door of the prison. Aneke sighted Uju in the extreme edge of the prison wall, he gestured her to come closer to where he was standing. She reluctantly crawled to the door and stood out of the inn.
He called for privacy with the lady, he was rapt in wave of excitement, speaking with her. He lost his words, and couldn't help his stutter, her eyes fixed on his, was like a piercing rod. His over-excitement swallowed his confidence with it. Uju who had been in an isolated end of the building with him, had begun running out of patience. She wondered what on earth she looked like that intimidated him. Though he wasn't the first person she had noticed this with, she had also seen this character from Ifenna when he first met her, and even her father when he was alive, even in Ulumma, before she began growing wings to confront her.

"Are you alright?" she found herself asking him question. He was seriously shivering like he was suffering from pneumonia.
She left him in his fever and was heading back to the prison inn, she walked with confidence and grace like she was going into her beautifully adorned room.

"Please, Uju, i want to marry you," he called out.

I ask this question
because it happened to
me. There's this guy, a
Nairalander though
which happens to be
my BF (I won't mention
his name but if he
doesn't reply this
thread i will say it), he
introduced me to
Nairaland as one of the
best Nigerian forums
not too long ago, but i
pretended not to show
interest without he
knowing thatI've
been following his
post on Nairaland,
and what i see him
posting is a flirt word to
ladies on the forum.
Now my question, does
this say about his
person offline? Please i
need advice.

Hey, lo and behold! Another bokos is borne to the east. Na wa o. Abeg make this group no reach Aba o because when dem go begin produce bomb na, you go begin see the one of N150. Dem go dey even hulk am for Alaba market. God save our country o, make omo Igbo no begin produce bomb o.

afam4eva: The bolded shows that you started off on the wrong foot. The thread reads "Who is a Lagosian?" and not "Are Igbos indigenes of Lagos?". Oga, abe park well, cars are coming.

I posted it for the sake of those who said if you live in Lagos then you're a Lagosian. That place you call township was once a farmland and an ancestral home for some people.

You must not say thrash to justify you gibberish talk. How on earth would an ibo be an indigene of Lagos. You own properties there doesn't justify you as the owner of the land because you got your own village. Same is applicable to my Yoruba brothers who are here ranting about what they don't know. Let me tell you all that Lagos is more of Benin than Yoruba. I'm an Awori man and i'm saying the fact. The name "eko" which we call Lagos is Benin word. Lagos was first inhabited by the Benins and the Aworis, but due to intermarriage and the popularity of the Yoruba language. We mixed up with them. So Lagos is belongs to the Aworis together with the Egbas and Eguns. Ibos and Yorubas should stay out of this matter.

You guys no go kill me with laughter o.

Mine is arikudoto

Eze Promoe: The bolded name sound somehow Igbotic, doesn't that tell us about something? I mean the relation between Igbo and Israel. That thing means something in Igbo language.

Permit me to ask this question. Is stupidity mandatory on Nairaland? How does this thrash you posted here got to do with the topic at hand. SMH!