Chapter 12: Hopes and Methods

As I talk, the man shock, just freeze for there.

“Your… Your Majesty…”

“That bright one nko…”

I wave hand stop am.

“I just dey ask, nothing serious.”

After small time, he reason am, then kneel again, eye dey shine as he look me:

“As expected of Your Majesty, your mind pass normal. You wan find weak point, use their method against them, catch dem by surprise—correct! Wonderful!”

If na so you wan think, na you sabi.

I just quiet, dey watch am dey reason.

“Stand up.”

Well… e get sense sha.

I think small, then ask, “You fit calculate where the shadow dey?”

He shake head, look sad.

As I see am, I tell am make he go.

But no be waste.

From all him juju talk, I fit understand:

Chima still dey somewhere.

Once I get direction, e go better.

I order make dem find native seer and people wey sabi cowrie.

For this Umuola, as long as person dey, hope still dey. I no go give up for my pikin.