How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

Ibuka, our prince, welcome. He is here.

The first sign that trouble had entered Umu Ozara was not thunder. It was silence.

The royal convoy was only 10 minutes from the palace when Prince Ibuka Okorie raised his hand and said, “Stop.”

The driver froze. The guards looked at one another. Outside, villagers lined both sides of the red road, waving palm leaves,continue reading …