Advisor of the wicked King 👑

--- In the heart of the kingdom, Mrs. Lucky's residence stood as a beacon of comfort and elegance. The house was adorned with beautiful sets of cushion chairs and golden settees, while a high-profile television set flickered with the latest genre of music, filling the air with a lively rhythm. Mrs. Lucky sat comfortably, engrossed in a movie, when a series of knocks interrupted her moment of leisure. “Knock, knock, knock.” “Yes! Who's there?” she called out, her voice warm and inviting. “Mom, it’s me!” came the cheerful reply. “Come in, dear!” Mrs. Lucky responded, a smile spreading across her face. Sochima entered, her youthful energy lighting up the room. “Hi, Mommy! Longest time!” “How is school?” Mrs. Lucky asked, her maternal instincts kicking in. “School is nice, ma,” Sochima replied, her tone shifting to a more serious note. “But there’s a lot of physical abuse, emotional distress, and spiritual turmoil. The urge to belong has driven many away from their godly lives. The sense of power to control has driven many mad, and the love of money has destroyed countless lives. Mom, school is a different world; it’s up to you to choose for yourself.” Mrs. Lucky listened intently, her heart heavy with concern. “My dear, I’ve taught you in a very godly way. I’ve shown you many things about the world. You’re more than enough, and I believe in you. I believe you’ll choose the right path. As the saying goes, ‘The surety is enough for the wise,’ and I believe you’re one of the wise.” “Thank you for always believing in me, Mom,” Sochima said, her eyes shining with gratitude. “I have good news for you,” Mrs. Lucky announced, her voice filled with excitement. “What’s it, Mom? Are you…?” Sochima’s eyes widened in anticipation. “No, I’m not pregnant,” Mrs. Lucky interrupted, chuckling softly. “Ohhhhh, so what’s it then?” Sochima asked, her curiosity piqued. “Your dad’s the king’s new advisor,” Mrs. Lucky revealed, her pride evident. “WOW!” Sochima exclaimed, her expression a mix of awe and concern. “That’s such wonderful news! But I hope he doesn’t want to…” Mrs. Lucky cut in, “Yes, he wants revenge.” “Mom, please,” Sochima pleaded, her voice trembling. “Can you beg him to stop this revenge thing?” “I tried talking to him, but he doesn’t want to hear anything. And you know how your father can be. If I pressure him too much, I’ll become one of his enemies, and I’m sure you wouldn’t want that to happen,” Mrs. Lucky explained, her tone serious. “Well, just try and talk to him later when he’s calm,” Sochima suggested, her brow furrowed with worry. “I surely will,” Mrs. Lucky promised, determination in her voice. “Please, don’t forget to send me the money you promised me,” Sochima reminded her, a hopeful smile returning to her face. “I’ll send it right away,” Mrs. Lucky assured her. “I’m going out,” Sochima announced, her excitement bubbling over. “Don’t come back late, oh!” Mrs. Lucky called after her. “Okay, ma! Byeee!” Sochima replied, waving as she stepped out into the world. “Bye, dear,” Mrs. Lucky whispered, her heart heavy with the weight of the news and the uncertainty of what lay ahead. As the door closed behind Sochima, the air in the house shifted, filled with unspoken fears and the looming shadows of the kingdom’s dark secrets. Little did they know, the tides of fate were turning, and the choices they made would echo through the halls of power, forever altering their lives and the kingdom they called home.