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Queen Zendaya

[In the evil forest] I passed every tree and every animal heading to the tree near the lake. The one that Zaire was perching on earlier. Zaire left his spear beneath this tree, and I was on my way to grab that Spears. If It thrust my body before contact, then I wouldn't have any distress. But, if it kills me, then I will rest in peace. I will know that I died fighting to be with the one I love. I died for love and died trying. However, how did I end up here? When I was a young girl I got lost in an Evil forest. I was then rescued by a man called Mr. Makena. According to my village beliefs, my fate is to be a queen. I grew up with a Believe that I will be the queen of Amari. *** What an ineffable place the ocean is? And an adventure awaits me. Love is my priority and I'm ready to fight for my love. **** Disappointment, Hope, love, and bravery. These are all the things that I will go through to realize my true fate. You could be more than what is said you're and your fate could be greater than said. Some things come at the least expected and greater than were initially expected.

NthabisengMogajane · Fantasy
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110 Chs

Chapter 39

Zaire was still searching for Zendaya in the castle holding the flowers to try and apologize to her. While he was looking for Zendaya, a guard told him that Zendaya left with the Queen. To where the Guard didn't have any idea. Only to know that Zendaya is left with his mother, Zaire knew where to look. He swam as fast as he can heading to Okiri's house.

"Where is she?", Zaire inquired gazing at his mother straight into her eyes. His eyes gleaming with anger.

" She did the right thing.", His mother firmly responded returning the gaze to Zaire.

"What do mean about the right thing?"

"I'm mean she went to accomplish what you couldn't accomplish. I'm sorry son is already late. She has long gone and hopefully, your mark will soon vanish. Everything will return to normal. You will marry Faith or any other mermaid you like and you will become the King of Cleopatra."His mother held his shoulders and Zaire floated still. His eyes gleaming both anger and anguish.