THE FUTURE IS BEHIND.

Chapter 5. My First Love.

King Whune became the king of Khah’s Kingdom at the age of 26 years as a result of his father’s death, his father King Khah, the second king of the Khah’s Kingdom who as the only child of King Muella.

King Khahwho named the kingdom after himself after defeating the Heathens that dwelt in the neighbouring kingdom3,000 BC, King Khah as a result of a heart disease, leaving his only wife Queen Kate Khah to become the queen and in-charge of the whole kingdom, even though she was heavy with a child, she managed to rule and keep the kingdom in peace and unity for the next twenty one years before my father, King Whune was coroneted king of Khah’s Kingdom.

She died after four years of my father’s reign as king of Khah’s Kingdom which had a heavy effect on my father King Whune who decided to get married after two years of mourning her death.

My father never loved any woman and was never interested in any woman when his mother was alive even though he had few lady friends but when it comes to love and affection, he have not had that for someone before or maybe he thought he was not in need of any lady being his wife; it was after his mother’s death that he realized he needed a woman to stand by him, that the reason he initially did not see any need of a lady in his life was because his mother was doing everything his wife is supposed to do for him, ranging from cooking, encouraging and washing which sometimes she leave for the maids to handle.

But now he was ready, so he decided to marry from my mother’s kindred but in same Khah’s Kingdom.

One day, as he was walking round the kingdom, he decided to walk through the garden and see how it is being dressed and taken care of as it have being long he checked the garden, he saw a beautiful damsel at the king’s garden and he was attracted to her immediately because she had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin. Her waist was tapered and she had a burnished complexion.

A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on sweeping eyelashes. Her delicate ears framed a button nose. A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth flamed as she blew gently on her carmine-red fingernails. It was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon shadow; constellation-blue eyes gazed at me over her puffy, heart shaped lips. Her lips will surely taste strawberry sweet when I will kiss her. She had a bouncy personality and a sugary voice when she bowed and greeted which I adored and smiled back at her, lost in my thoughts I smiled more vividly as I walked by staring at her, I almost fall on the ground. Not content to be just another drone, she wore vibrant clothes.

LOVE AT SIGHT

I was lost in my thoughts when my right hand man guard Phen tapped me and said your highness, why are you staring at the maid? You are almost falling into a conduit.

Oh…thank you but there is something about her, I think I have seen her before, I said to him.

Seen her where and how do you mean?

I do not know but I feel I have seen her before, after several thoughts on where I could have seen her before.

Yes I remember.

I met her on a feast at my Uncle’s place last year.

The moons delicate light had just turned the world aflame with silver when I saw her that day. She had a comely figure which was stem-thin. Her curvilinear waist didn’t surprise me as much as the saffron tint to her complexion. She must be a native. I said to my right hand man. Which I was not expecting his response.

I thought to myself. Her crescent shaped eyebrows inclined slightly as she saw me staring at her.

I yelped at being caught. Her languid eyelashes of velvet-black blinked once slowly, as if to invite me over. I am melting.

When I came closer, I noticed her scrolled ears and her elegant nose. She nuzzled me with her nose and I couldn’t believe it. It was the custom and tradition for her people, I reckoned. It was love at first light.

Her luminous, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she pawed at me with her film star nails. Her hair was a glorious tumble of star beam-gold and her virility-brown eyes set my heart a-thump. Her oxbow lips positively drooled with goodness. Oh! Those sugar candy-sweet lips, her elegant personality, all mesmerized me. She may not have had a saccharine voice or retro clothes, but what do you expect when two Labrador pups meet in a dog pound?

Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter shaped waist and her complexion had a impeccable, ochrous hue. Her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle’s-leg eyelashes. A sculptor could not have fashioned her seraph’s ears and pixie’s nose any better.

When she broke into a smile, yes I remember the smile I saw today too, her beguiling, oyster-white teeth lit up the place. It could jolt you like an electric current when that megawatt smile gave you her full attention. Filed to perfection, her Venus-red fingernails ran through her nougat-brown hair.

Spools of it plunged around her photogenic face and hid a swan’s neck, elegant and smooth. I loved her nebulous, Eden-green eyes. They were like two beryl-green jewels melted onto snow.

Her calamine-purple lips will taste like rose petals. It surprised me that they were plump and botox-boosted as she had a demure, timorous personality. She whispered to me in a dulcet voice as sweet as any songbird. Her voguish clothes still kept captive an aroma redolent of cinnamon and meadow-fresh mint. It lingered in the room long after she had gone.

Her smile, her smile, I was very deep in my thoughts when my chief guard rushed in and told me that I have a message from our neighboring kingdom that requires my urgent and immediate attention.

I went out with him and told my right hand man. Guard Phen, find out what you can about the lady we met at the garden today and I need every single detail before I get back.

Yes, your highness, he said and slightly bowed.

Deep down, I was afraid she may belong to another man because she is too beautiful for me and too charming to be single. I thought.