Love is something that you receive whether you like it or not. Rejection can never make it stop. When Wolde Samuel stumbled into Tsegereda’s world, might as well into a trap, love was established. Them being from different places and their rulers seem to be in a glaring competition or the fact that Tsegereda is currently engaged doesn’t seem to help at all. Will they get what they want? Will they finally have their peace?

The thing we can't reach

Tsege softly knocked at the door of the room that her father is in. 


"Come in." She went in quickly after hearing those words. 


Tsege entered the room with letters in her hand, her face shocked and her hands constantly shacking. 


Ras Zemede didn't look up as he was expecting his daughter but when he finally looked up and see her condition, he sat up straight and looked at her with serious expression. 


"What's going in?" he asked her daughter. 


She couldn't move her mouth so she went closed to where he father is at and placed the letters in front of him. 


"What are these?" he again asked her but she didn't reply so he picked the papers and started to read them. 


"When did you get these?" he asked her and this time she did reply even if she is stuttering from the shock that she was having. 


"One was on Ester night and the other is today. When I get in into my room, I found it on my nightstand." 


"If you get the first one on Ester night, why did you not tell me then?" 


Chapter Twenty Six