LOVES NOT IN HER DICTIONARY

FORLORN

The cloth tends to constrict every step you would take due it thickness. Without this your legs will end up in a bind as that of the Chinese ancient practice of binding legs causing you restrictions in your steps. You might end up walking around like a wooden doll without joints, worst of all fall over. ' he explain Ed in mock concern' . In comparison to the material cloth the answer you seek is in the texture of these two garments. Whereas, this cloth thus the KETE VOR is thick and heavy the other is light." he ends it curtly.

"oh kk! Such a simple logic yet it didn't cross my mind at all. How dumb of me lols!" she adds mockingly

"Ka due dze Ako na ve wo! ↔️ Don't be hard on yourself. I understand where you coming from my lady. For the last 30mins or so we have been delving into delicate traditions. it is no mistake in your judgement to surmise the act was of a customary disposition. I would have thought same if I didn't know better." He consoles her then went straight to further explanations.

The second piece main purpose was to cover the upper body especially the shoulders. Apart from that, it was tied around that waist when the drums roll for dance. The Duku which was the traditional head scarf followed the Kete Vor. A virtuous woman had to cover her head. My lady, as the Queen tying a scarf was symbolic to portraying the virtues of all the women as much as safeguarding it in the land. Then you have to be adorned with the gold ornaments. The last piece of jewelry was the Golden Armlet which would be place on your arm by myself. For the less time spent here with you my lady, I certain you would want to know why ... the last piece of jewelry will be put on you by me and not Mansa just as she would the others.?" Togui deduced.

"Bulls eye! ' she exclaimed' I was sincerely planning on asking as soon as you were done but seems you getting to know me more than I would say i am doing you right now." She confirms with a sigh.

"My apologies, my lady! none the less, I need to know you to serve you better. pray you not to take my boldness to heart." The old wise man pleas.

"It looks as if I am slow witted for these kind of lessons. 'she says regretfully' To think that, I had a first class upper in formal education in the university reading through books on my own without going to lectures in contraction to now where I have a person in front of me handing down all the piece of info yet I have it tough? Is a must ... tsk! tsk!" she says in low spirit. seeing her like that Togui prejudged she was upset so he composed himself immediately in an apologetic manner.

"Forget me! My lady, I deeply regret my over confidence. I didn't mean to offend you in that way You could never be less than intelligent."he tells her

"Come on! Togui, sorry I painted a bad picture with my previous words."

"Ahem! 'he clears his throat as if something got stuck there. Indeed! he was stuck in the throat as to how to make Jennifer get some of the points he was making. She was an unfortunate promise Queen to be with a touch of hard headedness to her.' As I mentioned earlier , rendering an apology is in the description of your subjects not you please. You need not do it for anything." Refreshed the old man

"Noted! Be it as it may, I am not that shallow to be bothered about you getting to know me better beforehand than me you. At least we could say one of us was making impressive progress in reference to knowing me, knowing you! which is a good sign." She consoles the chief priest half-hearted-ly. In truth she would have appreciated the man telling her the truth of her situation than butter her up. To apologize and layer it with praises knowing the right thing felt as if he was giving her fun fool respect. She felt a tightness in her chest. Her new Title was going to add to the weights of a pending nemesis she had been trying to resolve without headway way.

"Thanks for understanding my lady." Togui say oblivious of the storm raging within her.

"Never mind." plastering a false forced smile on her face whiles she lost herself in pitiful agonizing rampant thoughts. She was disheartened once again. She was going to receive a new privileged tittle atop her already prestigious background. Sadly that meant extra compelled boot lickers. Fake affection attention.

JENN POV:

"I simply feel miserable right now. I am completely convinced it has nothing to do with my condition to use hormonal changes to justify it. if ever there was a day I became extremely stressed out of my wits? it would be the present. I mean today!

Unbelievably, it has nothing to do with work but my luck coming alongside the new title I was about to be given. First my luck in terms of being born with a tremendously huge silver spoon in my mouth. Secondly the fresh status about to be bestowed on me by association.

Don't get me wrong ' she tells herself inwardly as if she was having this talk with another person and not a conscience colloquy inside her head . Yes! I appreciate the fact that I came from a wealthy home and all that. However, it has never settled down well with me when people fawned on me for that reason. To even reprimand me was a no! Although the other handful rich kids enjoy this treatment to point of capitalizing on it to mistreat those beneath them? Am not talking about age but status, financially to be specific.I was always sick to the bottom pit of my stomach. It disgusted me! Yak ... grouse. The answer to rational of me without much friends. it's not like I couldn't have them if I wanted. As a matter of facts I would have a dozen rich dynasties younger generation of my age swooning in on me with a word out. 'imagining these words ' THE KUMEDRO'S CORDIALLY INVITES YOU TO DINNER WITH THEIR ONLY DAUGHTER ...' in bold letters on a gold plated card with a dazzling shimmering ribbon in a bow pressed to one corner. She shakes her head rigorously' I'd pass anyway was her resolve. Thing is I wanted to relate with everyone without fear or favor which seems to be just my dream. One desperate fantasy which would never see the lights off day. Why do I think like this? Well I was already suffering the trauma of people pleasing me always with a shudder in them, at what gruesome fate would befall them if they ever upset me. They relate to me as if they were on egg shells delicately skeptical. Here lies the case I would never betray any of them starting from the lowest rank to the board. I just want that family where everyone is treated equally with a age hierarchical accordance. Sometimes I just wish so hard I was an ordinary person without it ever materializing over the years. Quenching the fire of hope in me. if only desires were horses indeed. To make matter word, I was going to add up another bar high up, roasting into flames any chances I ever had at being just a simple human being. This was not by choice but by delegation through associating. The salt on my already open glaring wound was with the way Togui was treating me now? I have this disturbing foreboding feeling inside me that it just began. My woes were being augmented and it was only going to get worse. To think that I got over the trauma of people all over me miraculously whiles maintaining my sanity only to see a more potent script with a formidable plot unraveling in front of me now, makes me realize I wasted my time. My effort was in vain. I know I should be used to this but now. However, am not! what is the essence in revering in others misery. They are basically living on the edge around me when they shouldn't. Holding their breaths near ... who can't sense the suphocation in those plain mirrors? I am not my parents for humanity sakes! Can't these people see? My heart breaks seeing the look in their eyes. No I don't want to be misinterpreted. I love my parents and appreciate all this that they have put up, but everyone knows there is just as much sweetness as there is a more ruthless unforgiving side to them with all due respect to me. Growing up as the only child of one of the elite in the country has many people from all ages and categories trying to butter me up all the time to a traumatic extent. Yes! I shuddered when having audience with people over some time which transcended into nightmares. it was that serious. Thank goodness it didn't become a case of permanent anthropophoabia. To some out there this was trivial, an over reaction from me; no matter what I still stick to the saying experience and see. The manner in which they would fawn on me was crazy as hell. Just for favours or not to fall on the bad side. I was brought up to respect my elders and treat everyone equally but ever since I was small no one gave me the room to practice it. Making it seems as if it was all a senseless joke. I could be disrespectful, snobbish, throw a tantrum but will not be reprimanded instead another 'the victim' would rather accept the responsibility. To add fuel to the flaming fire they'd even apologies for my mistake.

This last straw kills me! what a girl got to do, to get sincere treatment without dilution due to status quo affiliations. I want a space where, I relate with all on a mutual level devoid of status or tittle. where I could be told the unsavory truth to my face not pampered spoilt.

I just want the untouched pure wholesome truth even if its bitter, it's all I want. Trust me, I am not trying to do away with the ladder of respect. I just believe we could all co-exist without the tension, fear or favor. Will I ever get that? 'she asked under breath heavy hearted-ly.' fully aware of the disappointing answer. No mater how it was? Nothing was set in stone. I am also not going to give up but make sure it happened. After all I am my parents child, the duo who stubbornly held, enhanced and sustained an empire at the top of the chats till date. A sinking ship would be steered safely to shore intact with these hard heads as captain.

I didn't inherit their stubborn genes, if I couldn't work out solutions for an impending problem. I will just be on a steak out working on the low to get everyone around me to dance to the right tune. This is human emotions am going to be dealing with, fear has already been installed ... one need not rush. I want all to warm up to me genuinely. if I could get Mansa and bobby to see me for who I am, without my parents power shading me? I can also do that with all the others hopefully. Who would have thought those Egyptian mummies of a mother and father I have would interact with Mansa or even bobby my occasional security guard." she humphed boastfully in a jovial way.' If not by my hand works? ha!