Chapter Seven

"Take it secretly to Wentose. Take it to the house of Ambrocio. He will know what to do" Baptiste told one of his trusted soldiers. "Will he accept me if he sees I am black?" The soldier asked. "Tell him you are from Baptiste" Baptiste replied and patted the solider who he motioned to go. He watched as the soldier galloped gently away. He didn't tell him what was Inside but with time, he knew the soldier will know. Antonio's fate is in the hands of the gods. He needed to send him away to keep him safe. His worry was what would happen later in the future. Will his twins recognise each other later on? He went inside gently and told his wife what happened. Abella looked at him with a worried look and prayed all will be well. They both looked at Anthonia who was asleep. A tear almost dropped from Abella's face. "Very soon, I won't have any of my children with me. What fate is this?" She thought.

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Luis rested after he has been riding for hours. He knew he needed to get the job done fast before others realized his absence. He heard a noise from the package and was disturbed. He looked around and noticed the noise indeed came from the package. He moved closer to the package and gently opened it. What he saw inside it shocked him. He saw a black baby boy looking at him. "Why will my Master package a black baby to Wentose? Is he into black slavery?" Luis thought. Different reasons came to his mind but he knew they were not right. He trusted his master's guts and knew he wouldn't do something recklessly. He was a solider who was under an oath to always follow his master's command. He respected Xander but Baptiste has done a lot for him. He stood up and continued carefully and gently with the knowledge he is transporting a baby now. The main challenge is how he will cope once he gets into White territory. He needs a plan. He looked at the baby and smiled at the black boy who was smiling back at him.

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Luis arrived Wentose at the dead of the night. He noticed the people had gone into their homes. Some still had lights on while others didn't. He had already tied his horse in the woods. People would suspect him if they heard the hoof sounds of the horse. He looked at the baby in his arms and noticed he was asleep already. He went up the city to the house he was directed to. He didn't knock but gently laid the baby in front of the door. He left gently hoping the beautiful baby will be safe. A black boy in a white country. A country who hates his people. As he rode back home, he couldn't imagine how his commander would feel.

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Wentose

Arun is a man of devotion. He always trusted in the gods and hoped that they would grant his request of a child one day. He loved his wife but she was barren. Their marriage of 20 years have produced nothing.

He woke up that morning to do his normal prayer. As he went to lit the candle, he heard a strange noise outside. He stopped for a while and continued what he was doing. Then, he heard the noise again. It was coming from his front door. He looked around and picked a wood to protect himself. He moved gently to the door, opened it and saw nothing. He was about going in when he heard the noise again. He looked around and saw nothing. He looked down and saw a package. He bent down and opened it. He saw a baby who was almost crying. The weather was cold. The cold must have got to him. He was scared. He wanted to go inside but the baby's innocent face didn't allow him. He picked it up and went in. He knew he was stupid for doing that of maybe the gods really have answered his prayers. His wife will surely get mad when she sees this.