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© The Royal Pen 2025
The Crown's Secrets

Written by
Ripfumelo Ntimbana & Precious Molefe

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Chapter 1:

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The sun beat down on the Pretoria High Court as Sarah reported live outside the courtroom. "Good evening, I'm reporting live from the High Court, where the notorious gangster, Mfana the Jackal, is facing trial for multiple counts of murder, robbery, and racketeering. The courtroom is packed with spectators and family members of the victims."

In the studio, Naledi nodded gravely. "Thank you, Sarah. We've been following this case closely, and it's alleged that Mfana the Jackal led a gang responsible for a string of violent crimes across the city. The prosecution claims they have evidence linking him to the crimes, including eyewitness testimony and forensic evidence."

Sarah's voice was laced with tension as she reported live from outside the courtroom. "That's right, Naledi. The prosecution's case is expected to be strong, but the defense is likely to argue that the evidence is circumstantial. We'll be watching closely as the trial unfolds."

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As the courtroom doors opened, a hush fell over the crowd. The judge, Justice Tshepo Ledwaba, entered the courtroom, his robes flowing behind him. The courtroom erupted into a flurry of activity as the judge took his seat.

"All rise!" the clerk cried out. "The Honourable Justice Tshepo Ledwaba presiding."

The courtroom fell silent as the judge began to deliver his verdict. "This court convenes to deliver judgment in the matter of The State versus Mfana Zulu, Case Number 110/2025, as brought before the Gauteng Division of the High Court."

Advocate Sibeko, representing the prosecution, stood tall. "Your honour, with due respect, the people demand more than just formality. This man is no ordinary criminal. He is a national threat."

The judge's expression remained stern. "Advocate Sibeko, let the court do its work. You've presented your case. The time for submissions has passed."

After a lengthy deliberation, the judge finally delivered his verdict. "This court has spent over nine months hearing evidence, expert testimony, financial forensic audits, and security reports, including closed-door submissions under the National Key Points Act. The burden of proof, as enshrined in section 35(3)(h) of the Constitution, rests on the State: beyond a reasonable doubt."

The courtroom held its breath as the judge paused, his eyes scanning the room. "Having weighed the evidence, and in the absence of clear, direct, and corroborated testimony linking the accused to the physical commission or instruction of these offences...this court finds the accused, Mr. Mfana Zulu, not guilty on the charges of murder, racketeering, and corruption."

The courtroom erupted into chaos. A mourner in the gallery cried out, "He killed my son! He butchered our children!" Advocate Sibeko's face turned red with outrage. "With respect, this verdict undermines public confidence in the judiciary!"

The judge banged his gavel, calling the courtroom to order. "Order in court! I remind counsel and public that the rule of law is not based on vengeance, but on due process. The court will not entertain mob justice."

As the courtroom descended into chaos, Mfana Zulu stood up, a smirk spreading across his face. "You see? Even the law knows better than to touch royalty. The Crown protects its own."

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The scene outside the courtroom was just as chaotic. Sarah reported live, her voice strained. "An explosive scene here at the Pretoria High Court, where alleged crime lord Mfana 'The Jackal' Zulu has walked free. Legal experts call it a failure of prosecutorial power."

Naledi's expression was grave as she spoke to the camera. "Sources hint at deep connections between Zulu and KwaZulu-Natal royal families. As tensions rise, many ask: Has justice become just another crown secret?"

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© The Royal Pen 2025

The Crown's Secrets

Written by
Ripfumelo Ntimbana & Precious Molefe

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PROLOGUE

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Outside the Qwabe Palace, three armies converged. Mfana Zulu's black-armored warriors. Zitha's crimson-cloaked rebels. Nokwanda led a civilian force of farmers, women, and forgotten clans.

"Stand aside or fall," Prince Zitha warned.

Nokwanda's voice was firm. "This land is not yours to claim. Nor mine to give. Let it speak."

The battle erupted, fire and steel clashing in a chaotic dance.

As the war was still going on, Mfana & Zitha faced off staring at each other Bloodied, both men fell to their knees.

"You were always jealous," Mfana said, his voice laced with contempt. "Not of the crown… but of the fear I earned."

Zitha's response was cold. "I feared what I saw in you. Because I saw it in myself."

Zitha stabbed Mfana, but Mfana's smile was unwavering. "You still… don't get it. You're too late."

Nokwanda stepped between Zitha and Mfana's dying body. "No more kings. No more crowns," she declared.

She took the royal sigil from Mfana's sash and dropped it into the flames. "We return the land to the people. Let the ancestors crown the soil, not the throne."

As Mfana died, he walked barefoot into the spirit realm. His young self stood beside Makhoba.

"Did I fail?" Young Mfana asked.

Makhoba's response was calm. "You were never meant to rule. You were meant to reveal.”

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Every kingdom has its secrets… but some are too dangerous to remain buried. When love, legacy, and lies collide, will the crown survive? Prepare Your Soul… For What Words Dare to Reveall, no man can stand for it

Fasten your seatbelt — not just across your chest, but across the fragile walls of your heart, the chambers of your memories, and the breathless corners of your soul.

We are not merely turning pages…
We are unlocking doors — to palaces of pain, gardens of forgotten love, and shadows where secrets dance with silence.

This is not just a story…
It is a storm dressed in ink.
Every chapter, a blade of lightning slicing through calm.
Every word, a thunderclap echoing in places you thought no longer felt.
Every silence, louder than screams — aching with meaning.

You will cry… like the sky on a mourning dawn.
You will smile… like a child chasing light in a world of grey.
You will pause… not out of weariness, but because the truth hits hard when it’s wrapped in beauty.

Here, hearts are broken gently.
And stitched back with gold.
Here, love is a battlefield,
But so is survival…
So is silence.
So is hope.

Let go of the world for a moment.
Fall into the rhythm of rising and breaking — like waves kissing a shore they cannot keep.
This is your invitation to feel,
To ache,
To bleed on the inside —
And still rise, page after page.

Because what lies ahead is more than storytelling.
It is soul-speaking.
It is truth, disguised in fiction.
It is you, somewhere between the lines.

Welcome…
To the unraveling.
To the healing.
To THE CROWN’S SECRETS — where the royal robe hides a thousand scars.

Like, comment, and share this moment.
Invite others aboard this ship of truth and tears.
Let’s sail together — into the eye of the storm,
And come out changed.
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