And They Lived Happily Ever After

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The croacking of frogs was heard in the distance. Njoki, a seven year old girl, was awakened from a deep afteenoon nap.

"Njoki, Njoki Njokiiiiiiiiii," the wind seamed to whisper her name repeatedly.

She stood up. Her gaze moved from one corner of the bush to the next. What was happening with her?

The sun shone brightly over her pigtails as if demons were punishing her for one mistake or the other. She, together with others had gone to fetch firewood. She realized rather than saw an old woman brandishing a wand over her eyes. She was hypnotized and soon fell asleep. Who told her to wander away from the others?

Now she was awake and there was nobody in sight.

Suddenly there was what she thought was lightening. Something dropped and fell on her shoulders.

A shawl..........!

In a shake of a lambs tail, Njoki was shining like emerald. As she stood amazed, a prince on a white horse emerged.

Njoki started to run to escape from the magic that was unfolding before her.

Yet walls sprung from around her and enclosed them together with the prince.

"Will you marry me!" The prince told her as he removed a glittering ring.

"No! Am only a baby girl of seven years," Njoki pleaded.

There was music and dancing all around her. The young girl looked shocked. Then to her amazement an old woman aooeared in the sky waving a wand. One by one those who were dancing disappeared including the prince.

The young girl was left standing there lonely as before. The shawl was gone and she was in her old clothes. Yet the old woman still lingered in the sky waving her wand.

"You are now betrothed my daughter. Emir is your future husband. Take care of yourself till you gtow up and marry my Emir." The old woman chanted in a metallic voice.

No sooner had she said that than she cracked a whip.

Njoki floated in air and soon landed in their home. She started weeping uncontollably.

Nobody really knew what magic had haooened to her. She however could not bring herself to tell them.

That happened once upon a time in a tiny village called Itandalo. Yet now Njoki is Mrs Emir and the queen of Dangane Kingdom. The old lady who can play magic is her mother-in-law. She has taught her how to do magic.

Njoki and Emir live happily in their kingdom. They have given birth to many children and have grandchildren.

..........The End