TALE OF A CHANGELING

Episode 15

Oh no!! What a painful death Ugo exclaimed in tears. Of course, it was indeed a painful death I could only imagine how he was struggling for breath in the middle of those sands Omali replied in tears.

Some Ogbanjes are not evil, most of them come back to the world to fulfill some things which they couldn't achieve in their previous lives, just like my father who returned to fulfill his promise to me, he was killed for nothing, he's only crime was that he is an Ogbanje.

Mama, my father he is not your son? Ugo asked anxiously

Omali heaved heavily and replied, Yes Ugo, your father isn't my son we aren't even related in any way. Every day I stand from afar and watch your parents living their isolated life, I understood what they were going through, the pain, t*****e and sufferings of being an Ogbanje, only I could understand it, that's why I took them as my children since I have no child and their parents are already dead out of heartbreak.

Your father came from a royal family he was supposed to be the next king of our land after his father's death, but that kingship was taken away from his household because he is an Ogbanje.

The people of Achala can never allow an Ogbanje to rule them as a king, I guess that was why the late king your grandfather died out of heartbreak.

This is so cruel!!! So cruel grandmother!!!! Ugo lamented. I took care of your parents and before your father's death I promised him that I will take care of you.

Ugo, all I want is for you to be happy always do not mind what people think about you Omali consoled her.

Mama, it seems like all Ogbanje are destined to have a tragic fate, what about me, do you think mine will be tragedic too? Ugo asked in fear.

Omali looked passionately at her, she didn't know what to say to her, tears flowed gently again down her cheeks. I don't know my child, I can't tell what your fate in the future will be, I can't tell if you will end up like your parents. Omali replied in tears. Ugo placed her grandmother's head on her shoulders and was wiping her tears, Don't cry Mama, wipe your tears, no matter what my fate will be I will wholeheartedly accept it if am to live I will take it, but if am to die, she paused for awhile her tears flowed down gently she quickly wiped them and continued Then so be it I will gladly face my death.