09/07/2025
TITLE: WIFE IN THE DAY, WITCH AT NIGHT
CHAPTER TWO – The Seventh Night
The full moon shone bright above Umuaku kingdom, spreading silver light across the land. The trees swayed gently in the wind, whispering secrets only the spirits could understand. The river flowed quietly, and the stars blinked like ancient eyes watching the world below.
But inside the palace, fear was slowly rising like smoke.
Mmirioma’s warning haunted Prince Obinna’s mind. He couldn’t sleep. Even though he had thrown her out and called her a mad girl, her words had touched something deep in him.
“Seven days, and the kingdom will fall.”
This was the sixth night.
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Awele’s Beauty and Deception
In the daytime, Awele continued to shine like a star. She walked through the village with baskets of fruits and herbs. She gave gifts to the elders. She healed a blind boy. She blessed a woman who had been barren for ten years. The people sang her praises. Women wanted to look like her. Men dreamed of her.
"She is not just a goddess," they said, "she is an angel sent from the sky!"
But Awele was laughing in her heart.
Every night, after everyone slept, she left the prince’s side. Her gown turned from white to black. Her perfume became the smell of blood. Her eyes changed from soft brown to deep red. Her smooth voice became sharp and strange. She was no longer a bride. She was a beast.
She would fly deep into the dark forest where her coven waited. They were ten witches, each one older and more wicked than the last. Their leader was Ijele, a thousand-year-old witch who lived inside a tree made of bones.
Tonight, as Awele arrived, the witches bowed.
“We are ready, Awele,” Ijele said with a grin. “The barrier around the kingdom is weak. One more curse, and the walls will fall. Then the enemies from the north can invade.”
“I will break the final seal tonight,” Awele said. “By morning, Umuaku will burn.”
And they laughed together. Loud. Wild. Wicked.
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The Prince's Doubt Grows
Prince Obinna sat in his chamber, holding his head. He had not touched his food. He had not smiled all day. His warriors noticed his sadness. His chiefs asked him questions. But he said nothing.
He stood and walked to his private shrine. He knelt before the image of his late father, the great King Omekannaya, and prayed.
“Father, if I have made a mistake, show me.”
Then the oil lamp in the shrine shook. The flame turned blue. And in the smoke, a face appeared—his father’s face.
“My son,” the spirit said, “you married a snake in the skin of a dove.”
Prince Obinna fell back in fear.
“But how?” he cried. “She brought peace. She saved us!”
The face faded. The flame died.
The prince was now sure. Mmirioma had spoken the truth.
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Mmirioma’s Final Vision
Far away, by the riverbank, Mmirioma was also awake.
She had not slept for two days. Her body was weak, but her spirit was strong. She knelt before her small shrine made of clay and feathers and spoke to the spirits.
“Show me what will happen tonight,” she whispered.
The water in her clay bowl turned dark. Images appeared—Awele flying into the forest, witches chanting, blood flowing in the palace, fire burning huts, women crying.
Mmirioma screamed. “The attack will come before the sun rises!”
She picked up her walking stick and ran into the night.
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The Palace Under Attack
It happened just before dawn.
A thick fog covered the land. The sky turned grey. Animals cried loudly. Dogs barked and ran in circles.
Then the gates of the kingdom burst open.
Warriors from the north came rushing in—men with painted faces, holding poisoned arrows and knives made of bone. They climbed walls like ants. They burned houses. They killed guards.
The people screamed and ran in confusion.
Prince Obinna wore his armor and came out with his sword. He shouted, “To arms! Defend our land!”
But his warriors were confused. The protective charms on the gates had failed. The spirit guards had disappeared.
And standing on the palace rooftop was Awele, laughing.
She was no longer wearing her white gown. She was in a black robe with red marks. Her long hair flew like fire. Her eyes glowed.
“You fools,” she said. “You trusted a goddess, but I am death!”
She raised her hands, and lightning struck the ground. The palace walls cracked.
“Tonight, Umuaku dies!”
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Mmirioma Faces the Witch
Just then, Mmirioma arrived.
She stood at the center of the palace, barefoot and brave. She raised her stick and shouted, “Awele! Your evil ends tonight!”
Everyone turned to look. Some were shocked. Others laughed.
But Awele stopped laughing.
“You again?” she growled. “The river girl who sees things? You are nothing!”
“I may be nothing to you,” Mmirioma said, “but I have the spirit of truth behind me!”
She pulled out a small calabash and threw it into the air. It burst open, and white smoke covered the sky. The witches in the forest screamed and vanished.
Awele’s power weakened. She stumbled.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“I am Mmirioma,” the girl said. “The seer of Umuaku. You cannot destroy my land!”
Awele screamed and rushed toward her, claws out. But Mmirioma pointed her stick and shouted, “Fire of judgment, fall!”
A fireball came from the sky and hit Awele. She fell to the ground, shaking. Her body turned into ash. Her robe caught fire. Her last scream echoed through the hills.
And then—silence.
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Peace Returns to Umuaku
The fog cleared. The sun rose slowly. The enemy warriors dropped their weapons and ran. The people came out of hiding. The fires stopped.
The kingdom was saved.
Prince Obinna stood among his people. His eyes were full of tears.
He walked to Mmirioma, knelt before her, and said, “You saved us. You saved me. Forgive me for not believing you.”
Mmirioma helped him stand. “It is not me. It is the spirit of truth.”
The people of Umuaku lifted her up and danced. They sang songs of praise to her. They called her “The Daughter of Light.”
Days later, in a small but beautiful ceremony, Prince Obinna took Mmirioma as his wife—not just to protect the land, but because he had fallen in love with her purity, wisdom, and courage.
And for the first time in many years, the kingdom had true peace.
(To be continued...)
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