Those stories had filled me with fear. The type of fear that lived within you and grew with you. The fears that turned into shadows, following right behind you.

The fear of who I was, and what I was capable of.

That fear. 

Of being hated.

They hated me. I knew it because I heard the stories they told of people like me... People who had one foot in the real world, and another foot in the shadow world. 

I was one of them. A mlezi. I didn't know what would outrage my people more... Being a spirit of dark element or their princess?

Whatever their reaction was, I knew my days were numbered in this kingdom.

Kamaria And The Shadows.

"Nyoka ordered my lineup, the M26, to stay back. He said it was not our fight to fight." M26 was the lineup with our best warriors, that were our attackers. I remembered having worn-out warriors to fight the rest of the battle. I walked back, backing away from Igor. Once I had established a distance between us, I knelt. It hurt my soul to know that our loss was all because of Nyoka. 


"Why are you telling me this?" I pulled my wounded arm toward my chest. 


"He didn't tell me to keep my mouth shut." 


"Isn't that obvious, Kami. He doesn't consider you part of this Kingdom!" He rubbed his neck with his hand, a pang of guilt exploded in my chest. I didn't mean to hurt him. 


"Since when is it, this kingdom, and not our kingdom?" I knew so much had changed ever since papa left, but I always thought our love for our Kingdom would forever remain the same. 


Chapter 20.