Of Glory and Of Doom

TWENTY - You're not going to say Hi?

As Lily looked at King Alok with rage heaving in her heart and causing her to breathe rapidly,, she could not help but to remember the words that an old warrior had said to her when she was only a child before he had passed away a few months later. Usually, every night, he would stare blankly into the fire that was crackling loudly just outside their cave and was giving both light and warmth to those around it.

If she was not with Mbazi, Lily would sit near the old warrior trying to distract him from his foreboding by playing with his toes so he would smile at her and play their hand games.

On that particular night, he did not smile down at her and play with her as expected no matter how long she had played with his toes until her own fingers hurt.

Frustrated about that especially as Mbazi had already slept and so could not play with her, she had wanted to stand up and go back into the cave when her hand was held down firmly by the warrior even though he was already very old. Surprise