Last Days Of Queen Amina – by Davi’O R. Seki (Chapter 2)

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The day was getting brighter as they both walked towards the bank of a river in the town. They could feel the cold from the river from a distance. They heard the sound of flowing waters too. There was a school of tiny fishes which could be seen on the bank, but they swam away as the two came close.
Tanko got a chill that ran through his spine on sighting the river. Chills were signs to Tanko and they were not signs of good things. So, Tanko moved back like something had frightened him. Auta noticed his friend’s sudden shrill and movements.
“What? Have you become scared of the river?”
“I wouldn’t have been if I had not this sudden shrill ran run through my back… Auta, I fear something bad is going to happen soon”, Tanko said, frowning.
“Bad things always happen.” Auta said flippantly.
Tanko did not respond, but his face looked like he had gotten the wind up, which was a rare thing for someone like him to be worried.
Auta was now concerned knowing his friend wouldn’t be looking that scared, except for a serious reason and then he said,
“But you see the future? you would see this one too, won’t you?”
“Maybe…”
“The next full moon would first appear tomorrow. The future would be revealed to you by then, won’t it?”
“I hope so… I have a feeling about this river. It doesn’t bring good to us.” Tanko said, looking more on the edge.
“Get yourself off the edge, Tanko. Have a strong heart, for the future is for our good. God would see that it is! I cannot believe I am about to say it, but I hope that Idah man is dead before we get to the village. Then all our current miseries would be put to an end.”
Auta said, lifting his face towards heaven and his hands as well as though he was entreating to the heavens.
“If a feeble heart tells me to be strong, I must be strong. For your sake, Auta. But I can’t believe you just wished that. From my experience, what we wish for others can come back to us.” Tanko said — his face gloomed and his heart heavy.
The sun was already passed its highest point during the day and Amina had still not called her army to go prepare to journey back to Zauzzau. She had earlier sent parties to find her friends, the seer and the feeble-heart. She had something important to tell them. Her people were surprised she had not asked anyone yet to come take out the body of the man she had spent the night with. Perhaps, it was a new style, some of them thought. Others felt he satisfied her well that she wanted to have another with him before eventually doing away with him for good. She was looking unusually like a woman. She was clothed in abaya with a veil covering her head. She looked much different, her maidens did notice their warrior queen was looking more like a woman this time, as against the usual manliness she displayed. They all saw something different in her that very day.
Auta and Tanko reached her tent. A party had found them and had told them that the Queen requested their audience — or company, as Auta corrected. As they got closer to the tent, Auta signaled Tanko and says,
“I cannot help it but panic over what the Queen is going to tell us. She could announce a long lasting marriage with that slave-man, who knows? I need strength not to panic. For Amina, for us! for Zauzzau!”
A rather calm Tanko, whose chill by the riverside had put him in a state of muse said to his friend,

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