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

of sight.

“Papa,” he said softly, “do not turn my life into a festival.”

The king’s voice was heavy.

“My son, if there is even one chance, I will take it.”

Ibuka turned his face toward the sound of his mother’s breathing.

“And if the wrong people come?”

Queen Nenna did not answer.

By afternoon, the palace gate became crowded.

Daughters of titled men arrived continue reading …