The Crown's Demand: The Test of Legacy
m banners draped in mourning black. Dawn's light was dim, filtered through th
crown, no armor-only a plain royal tunic still stained at the sleeve from the battlefield. The sti
ps approached. A ge
een Akerele
aged, but there was grace in her line
I fear I no longer u
ew," she replied, "died
omething you must know. The kingmaker was alone with Kabiyesi for ho
d it was Kabiyesi's decree. That w
our father? The same man who wept silently the day he made you
is head slowly.
a signal to the court that the
ed. It was the first time since their father'
ound psalm book. His posture humble, his eyes lowered, but aware of everything. He was a
e Psalms in a twisting tongue: "Even the stones shall cry out, if the
offered
ed back, eyes sharp. Gree
just woken. His robe was mismatched, but his eyes were alert. He said
urn to the lake," he muttered. "
ved last. He bowed deeply, respec
hey call us now. You will always be my el
lder. "And I will not le
d handed a sealed scroll to Adeba
," he said. "They wish for us to begin prepa
he center of a quiet room, fingers gripping her shawl as th
Queen," one of them said. "But w
"Peace throu
Through structure. The princes must depart within
" Queen Akerele said, stepping in.
her. "We only fulfill
"The words you hear
he Oloyes exchanged
forward. "And if the boys
aker said flatly. "And the five
nce. The Ogboni left
f, and shared fear. Neither trusted the Ogboni. Long ago, Kabiyesi had hinted to Queen Akerele of his doubts-how
of past rulers stared down with painted eyes. She stopped before her father's likeness-a grand
ed letter-one she had found tucked beneath a stack of psalms in his study
t once. Then a
o protect his firstborn, and the quiet fear tha
no one. Not e
eaked open
red, his st
he sai
he letter away. "You
n the servants are whispering. They say the Ogbo
y did. And they
rply. "Do you think.
knew his end was coming. And I think he didn't tr
h the open corridor. A
careful. The war outside may be nothing c
mber of iron pillars where the Ogboni gathere
d into t
susp
ned forward. "Shall
ymbol. And symbols must not bleed unl
hissed. Sha
stronger than we thought. And i
er fell t
eals. We will bless the weapons for the journ
arned him, long ago, that power was a chain, not a crown. Yet he had thrown that wisdom
by the throne. He placed his hand on its a
. "But I will find them. I will protect the
ooke
est of Akun
Adebayo knew the bat