It Is A Girl

Meka nervously looked at the guards in their worn armor clinged to their waist and chest to Jelani, who casually ran his hand through his well-trimmed hair, avoiding her gaze. The guards' intense stares made the tension rise.

She stuttered, her breath becoming raspy. "What... what are you doing?"

She waited, her eyes fixed on his face, but he didn't seem to hear her as he didn't say anything to the guards when they forcefully grabbed her hand.

"Jelani," Meka yelled, her eyes trickling as tears fell. She could not believe this was the man she had married, the man she had left her home for. How could he even think that she would have killed the king with a mere dagger he had found with her belongings?

She was being framed.

Jelani did not look at her, he said nothing, and he did nothing to stop the guards as they were about to take her away, only waiting for his orders on what to do with her.