30 Amashumi amathathu

*Warning for some minor violence, some particularly colourful language and a tinge of sexiness;) Read at your own discretion*

Riley paced up and down the length of the dining table. I took a seat on the table and watched the thoughtful princess pace in preparation for whatever she was going to tell me. Good news, I hoped.

"Rile-"

"No! Do not speak right now!" she commanded me. I sighed and leaned back on the table onto my outstretched arms.

"Can you believe how insubordinately insolent he was? Advising me? Dictating my future to ME? The nerve of that old man?" I could see the infamous vein pulsing under the skin on her neck. She was fuming as she rattled on about the rudeness and arrogance of the Impundu Chief. I bit my tongue to stop the inevitable laughter from bursting out of me. It was not the time for that.

"Riley…"