what you told me last night.”
“Ibuka,” the king said, his face tightening, “there is nothing difficult to understand. You are our son. You are the prince of Umu Ozara. Some decisions were made before you became old enough to question them.”
Ibuka’s jaw moved slowly.
“You promised me to a woman I do not know.”
“Adana is not just any woman,” the queen said.continue reading …
