Its Christmas eve, the day for the royal Ball, everyone is invited, it's an every year ball, but the excitem never dies down. If there's one thing Vusi Mahlangu does better is being a king, he meets people's needs, if you didn't know him, you would say he's a very nice man, even Maya can not oppose on that one.
Everyone is excited and getting ready for the ball, the clock is ticking and in just four hours, it is going to start. Maya should be excited, she should be happy that her plan will work, but then that doesn't explain why she's feeling nervous, bitting her nails, and going up and downs, she stops walking and looks at the papers on top of her bed, as tears wells up in her eyes
Her phones pings with an sms, she stops pacing and looks at it the name Richard written in bold capital
