Zuma Festival

The kingdom of Zuma was having the grand festival and the greatest, joyous festival ever celebrated.

Comes up once a year but the tension of the people's happiness seems to not fail, Dicak is the festival of triumph over evil in the kingdom of Zuma.

The festival was venue at the hall of festivals which was right beside the palace.

The preparation of the festival was set and the food which was going to be donated to the poor, widows, and communities, as also jewelry to be given to the widows and the poor who needed money was all prepared.

The hall of festivals was staged as a stadium that was going to be filled with a lot of communities coming together to celebrate the festival.

The throne of the King was placed in the middle of the stadium, beside it was the throne of the Queen, and beside the throne was the throne of the heir of the kingdom. But this festival wasn't going to see the heir on the throne so easily, the festival was going to be a different one, one which was different from the other festivals when the heir of the kingdom sit on the throne immediately the drums beat for the presentation of the dancers like always, this festival was different from the others but didn't stop the festival from having the most special festival with more intense as always and the beat from all other festivals they ever had.

Princess Madison, the crown heir of the kingdom was preparing for the special festival, she gave a smile seeing her attractive face of hers in the mirror, her deep blue eyes, her soft white skin, her slightly long eyelashes, her black palpebra, her beautiful curved red heart lip, her dark brown hair with her serene smile to compliment her beauty.

“Look at how beautiful the heir of the Zuma kingdom looks, right now. I'm sure we'll be getting more than enough grooms in line to choose for you even more than I will be getting. I'm getting really jealous you know?”

Madison heard a woman say who looked like she was in her forties from the mirror and she was also wearing attire for the festival in her silk green blouse and strip blue skirt which was plastered with white petals of roses which reached up to the ground from the back but the front her thigh she was quite amusing and also beautiful with her hazel brown eyes, her long lashes which reached to her cheeks, her light red lip, her feminine jawline, her long hair which reached to her shoulder and the comment she made, made Madison blush;

“Mom you know I wouldn't get that much groom you know and if you keep complimenting me that much I would blow up in no time and definitely that wouldn't be the best way to present a bride to her groom, also you said that you want to have many grooms since you would be jealous about the groom in line for me, fine you can have my groom but I'll see the way they will survive with your husband been around. Only a genuinely mad person or someone stronger than my father would come to ask my mum's hand in marriage because my dad never takes my mom for a joke and would care to not ever lose her,” she said still looking at the mirror, wearing her earnings and her bangles for the festival.

She heard a chuckle from her mom as she walked towards her. Her mom placed her hands on her cheeks

“Well, your dad could just spare one for me to clean my room instead of the maids just to show his loyalty and how genuinely mad he is for me,” she commented picking up the medium crown which was on the dresser and placing it on her head.

“You look so beautiful,” she said as tears flew down her eyes she was proud to have a daughter like hers, a daughter who was willing to compromise her status just to be like the poor and make the ordinary feel special in the environment, she remembered how Madison defended the dancers who were treated like nothing but garbage in their kingdom defying her position just to become one of them.

“If so unless you treat this person like garbage then I would like to see how you would treat me since I've decided to become one of them,” she remembered those words perfectly as she fought for the dancers when her father asked why she was willing to lose her position.

“Tsk tsk mom your crying, don't cry 'cause if you then I'll cry. I can't bear to see you in tears like this. ” Madison said with tears flowing out of her eyes.

She loves her mom so much not to see her mom bear any pain. Her mum smiled, then wiped the tears on her cheeks.

“These aren't tears but they are tears of joy,” she said sniffing, Madison turned her face to see her mom and rose from the seat to hug her mum.

“I love you so much mum and I promise to do anything to make it up to you.” Madison mumbled.

“There is no need to make it up to me because you have already made it up to me by being born into my life..” her mum said as she released herself from the hug to see Madison's face caressing her cheeks.

“You are so perfect,” she added, the drums began to row for the entrance of the royals.

“Are you ready, Queen Dora Lim the Queen of Zuma? ” Madison teased entangling her arm to her mom's arm.

“I'm sure ready,” Dora replied with a smile.

They were still walking on the hall to the hall of festivals at halfway Madison separated herself from her mom to go to the studio for the dancers and left her mum who went to the right place of the hall which led to the area where the throne was placed in the middle.

The trumpets and drums began melody, playing for the dancers to come into position in the middle of the *stadium*. The people began to rejoice as the dancers came and danced to the tune of the beat.

Dora who was sitting on the throne which was beside King Lim Samuel, Madison's father, her husband who was adored in magnificent white armor with a few petals of roses plastered on it to give it a taste of victory and his long dark hair lay flat down on the armor, his long eyelashes which reached to his cheeks, his blue eyes, his shaped pointed nose, his perfect manly jawline, his red skim lip made him look like a precious gem.

He had a big smile on his face seeing his daughter move, who was at the front of the dancers wearing golden dress which commented on her beauty.

The dress was lavished with thin gold that was able to mend to a cloth.

“Our daughter sure looks beautiful. ” Lim commented still looking at the choreography Madison was doing.

“She sure is,” Dora replied