Part 1


People assume that being royalty and being a princess means you must be perfect. There's no such thing as perfectionwe all have our own flaws that make us humans.  How can you just live your entire life like you were given a manual? That's impossible. Even for me as a princess. It's hard keeping up and putting up with peoples expectations.  You have a certain way to carry yourselffor example you can't just date anyone unless they are chosen for you. I'm sure you know all the stories regarding princesses rebelling against the orders of the Father and it's always in the name of love. Love changes you and the way you perceive life. I hated how I was the labelled Nkosazana Nomakhosi Cirha the second born of Daliwonga and Kumkanikazi Cirha the King of Queen of the AmaMpondo tribeI wanted to be me just Nomakhoi.Our home was fairly big with 4 royal soils under usthey were taken care of by chiefs that reported back to my father or my mother.

At first I thought I was my fathers pride and joythat was until Ntswentswe grew up to be the perfect daughter and well I the prodigal daughtera lost course.

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"What did you say to me?" My father looked at me in disbelief I knelt down in front of him with my face stained with tears. He had lost the mask he usually has onthe mask that he must never take off regardless of whatever. A king mustn't show his emotions because it proves he can be weak which is forbidden when you are royalty

the mask that he must never take off regardless of whatever. A king mustn't show his emotions because it proves he can be weak which is forbidden when you are royalty but today my father showed anger and disappointed. 

"I am born again"he chuckled bitterly then shoved me to the ground.  I  landed on the dusty floors with my sideHe had already beaten me I could barely stand up let alone walk. He showed me a side I never saw in my whole entire lifehe hated me. My own father hated me. I looked at my mother with a pleading lookI knew she had no say even if she did she wouldn't do anything. She too was disappointed just like my father.

"Mama" she shook her head.

"You chose your own King Nkosazana"

She walked awayI could see my brothers looking at me through the window with sad looks on their faces . The gates had been lockedno one  could see the Princess being thrown out of the palace. The guards were just therethey wouldn't even try to utter a word about what they had witness. The only thing I had was my small bible. I was stripped off the title of being a princess. 

Let me take you through this storywalk with me as I tell you how I ended up being a peasant.




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