Chapter 15 Where She Stands

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Shaka's army wasn't even able to reach halfway to the city. They were all dead in a matter of seconds. T'Chaka's army had Vibranium and they had none, a disadvantage from disconnecting with the other tribes. It didn't even take five minutes for Nefretti and T'CHalla to snap Shaka's head in rage. He was dead. The country knows about Nefretti and T'CHalla's affair. THey had to leave. He took her hand and ran out of the snow covered mountain leaving Nefretti's only family, M'Baku who was missing. T'Challa had to disguise himself to sneak into his own palace to avoid being caught. T'Challa knew where to bring Nefretti who had lost everything in the last two hours. They stopped behind a huge door where T'Challa motioned Nefretti to answer.

Nefretti looked at the purple room in curiosity. In the middle was sand, surrounding it were flowers. But they weren't just normal flowers, oh no they weren't, these are Vibranium flowers. She only noticed her one hand gripping the promise ring when she looked down to examine it. The tiny Vibranium rose which acted as the ring was the exact same one to the flowers here! "Wha-what is th-this room?" She had been weeping for the last hour and a half.

T'Challa picked a flower and putting it into a bowl. Then he grinded it using the mortar and pestle util it was violet glowing liquid. "Drink this." He handed it to her not answering her question.

Nevertheless, Nefretti trusted him and drank it all. She trusted T'Challa enough to know that she was going to be okay. But then her world started to spin. She held unto T'Challa's arm for balance, he laid her down in the sand and started covering her face. She fell asleep. T'Challa hoped that the Dora Milaje or the War Dogs wouldn't catch them until Nefretti would be done visiting her parents in the Ancestral Plane.

The stories about this place could not even fathom the overwhelming beauty of it with the purple glowing sky and the many many constellations dancing across it. Animals that had past was also present with numerous crickets and lion walking along peacefully beside Nefretti. A type of animals that stood out to her were a shrewdness - group of apes hanging on the trees. Nefretti knew that these were her ancestors finally with their Ape Deity, below the tree were her parents in white. Though being in a land of utter peace and happiness, there wore sad looks on their faces. Nefretti's gut dropped as they stepped forward. They all hugged. There was no dry eye between the three.

"I'm so sorry that this happened to you."

"Nonsense daughter, everything happens for a reason. Even if you don't understand it." Her mother wiped Nefretti's tears.

"We just hope that you've learned your lesson now." Her father added.

Nefretti tilted her head in confusion.

Her father answered. "T'Chaka's boy, you should've never had trusted him. He's just using you to take the Jabari tribe. He's probably been with a dozen girls behind your back."

"Stop being so foolish child. You should kill him before he kills you." She looked at her mother as if she had grown two heads. It shook her to the core hearing her parents say this. Her blood boiled. She was exhausted mentally and physically, she had lost her brother and childhood friends, she might even be executed or banished by Queen Ramolda and King T'Chakka. Nefretti stepped back from her newly deceased parents.

"I don't care if I might end up in this place because of how the way I feel. I make my own decisions, my own mistakes. Literally from day one you've been dictating my life as if I was just a prop to you. As my fiancé said 'If we can't be with each other in this life then I will see you in the next. Like or death we will be together.'" She glared at them.

Her parents shook their heads and scoffed. "You do not and will never again be a part of this family."

Nefretti shot up from where she lay. She couldn't concentrate as to where she was or what had happened in the last few hours since she started hyperventilating. The horrid memory of that day plagued her mind. It repeated over and over again. After her first visit to the Ancestral Plain, she was interrogated by the royal family who would not even look at her in the eye, she was almost imprisoned and executed for 'brainwashing' the prince. That day and the weeks that followed it was the worst for Nefretti. The queen sobbed, she was an utter mess. The country now was in chaos. Her husband, their king dead. It took Nefretti a while, or in her perspective, a few centuries to calm down completely. It's okay, I visited my parents in the Ancestral Plain for the second time. They said they loved me and accepts T'CHalla's and I's union. You're a part of the royal family now. Ramolda loved you like a daughter and Shuri like a sister. Breathe, breathe, breathe. She rested her head. She shouldn't waste any more tears. She'll mourn later. Nefretti must be strong for her country right now.

Someone coughed loudly interrupting her thoughts. She looked at the door to see Killmonger looking as smug as ever; smirking whilst crossing his arms and leaning on the door. "That was quite a show I must say. The most intense twenty minutes of my life-well, second most intense ya know, since seeing my own daddy lay dead on the floor." She stayed silent as he sat on the bed beside her. KIllmonger grabbed a glass of water from the table beside him and handed it to the queen. Nefretti felt her raspy voice disappear.

"What do you want from me?"

"A compromise." Nefretti raised an eyebrow at the new king's request. "You might thing that I'm the bad guy. But truly, I'm not. Sacrifices are always made to win a war. So I have a proposition for you. I obviously did my research on Wakanda and that's how I found out about you. Your a patron of helping people in need. Believe it or not, We have the same ambitions Nefretti, a world where people don't look down on people like us anymore. Providing aid for the our oppressed raise. I've seen and experience how we struggle to survive every day. In the history books until the presents. Wakanda has bee using their resources to themselves, it's time to change that, it's time for war. Revenge to those who have ruined our lives." KIllmonger lifted his hand out to her. He had seen the reaction from her face and was waiting for a handshake. It was true that Nefretti wanted to stop oppression and seek justice for the oppressed. It didn't take a minute for her to shake his hands.

Eric Killmonger had a smile on his face. Never did he think that it was that easy to persuade his co-ruler. Sooner or later, the world would be begging on their-"UMPH!" She tackled him to the ground and locked him into a death choke. He struggled but even his strength cannot match the silver and golden Khusela. The colour on his face started to drain. "It is true that I want to stop oppression and seek justice for the oppressed but not by bombing half of the planet. There are innocent people out there, our race or not! You have taken away my husband, my new family but you will NEVER take away the crown."

The Dora Milaje stormed into the room and tackled their queen until her face was flat on the ground. An upside to this, their outstanding loyalty no matter who is sitting on the throne. A downside, Nefretti's execution on the courtyard ordered by their new king. Okoye who stood above her gave her a sorry look. The guards looked remorseful at their beloved warrior who gave them a nod saying that it's okay. "AFTER YOU KILL HER BURN ALL THE VIBRANIUM FLOWERS IN THE HEALERS ROOM NEXT." KIllmonger screamed his heart out.

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