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I tried to pull away from her, but she held me tight to her bossom. Then Clara came clashing into both of us, and together, they  started pulling me back into the room.

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Before I could throw the door open, Clara rushed at me from behind, holding me tight on the waist and trying to pin me to the wall.

“Bestie, please, don’t do this to me. Madam Beatrice is going to get mad at me if you leave here”. She pleaded.

But I wasn’t going to listen to her. I was determined to go out and meet with my partners. So we struggled for a while until she started crying.

“Naomi, stop this thing you’re doing. You are hurting me”. She cried.

For some seconds, I was moved by her tears, and was even contemplating giving up on the struggle, when the voice called out again.

“Where are you, Naomi?. Come over here and eat with us!”. It seems more people have joined the chanting.

I gave Clara an unexpected push that sent her skirting about for few seconds, and before she could regain her balance, I had already taken to my heels.

“Naomi, please, stop”. I could still hear her voice, calling from far behind me as I grope my way through the dark passage.

Because of the speed I was running, I didn’t see the figure approaching until I ran into the opened arm of someone….a giant of a woman.

For a moment, I was still. My heart was beating rapidly.

“Where are you going to, Naomi?”. That was madam Beatrice’s voice.

I tried to pull away from her, but she held me tight to her bossom. Then Clara came clashing into both of us, and together, they  started pulling me back into the room.

“Leave me alone, leave me let me go and answer them. Let me be with the spirits”. I was screaming as they drag me all the way through the passageway.

After some minutes of struggling with them, they finally succeeded in pushing me back into the room. Madam Beatrice locked the door immediately and threw the keys into the pocket of her nightgown.

Yet, I wasn’t going to give up. I began hit at the door continuously, crying to be freed.

“Let me go, let me go and answer them”. I was crying.

“Why did you open this door?”. Madam Beatrice yelled at Clara.

“I’m sorry. I only came to check on her.”. She replied.

“For what?. She sighed.

… I don’t know what is wrong with you students. You don’t have an atom of fear in you. How dare you??”. She raged..

“Open this door, let me go, and answer my call!”. I continued yelling at the both of them while she reprimands Clara.

“You’re not going to answer that call tonight”. Madam Beatrice answered. And with that, she started praying silently until the voice subsided.  On my own, I went back to the mat, and laid down.

The next I opened my eyes,  madam Beatrice was sitting on a low bench beside the mat, watching me. I looked around, and discovered that Clara was no longer in there. I felt really uncomfortable staying in one room with her, so l closed my eyes again.

“Welcome back”  I heard her say.
With my eyes still closed, I ignored her.

“So are you ready to talk to me now?”. She asked.

I didn’t speak.

“Naomi, I know you can hear me. You’re not sleeping. I want us to talk”. She said.

Yet, I didn’t reply.

“Naomi, talk to me now”. She said.

She must had pleaded with me with for more than five minutes before I finally opened my eyes.

“What do you want to know?”. I’m asked.

“Tell me everything. Tell me how you got yourself involved with this”. She said.

I started the narration from the genesis of it all. How my mother left, my father married a second wife, how she maltreat me. When I got to the stage of my witchcraft activities, I paused.

“Go on, there is no one else here, just the two of us. Tell me everything”. She pressed me on.

She shook her head, and sighed loudly after I was done narrating everything to her. How I began to turn into a mouse, drinking of bl00d and then how I killed Joan

“How many times have these spirits visited you?”. She finally asked.

“I’ve lost count”. I replied. And that was the fact. The spirits have visited me countless times,in my former school, my home, malls, supermarkets, churches and my current school…no venue was spared.

“Do you wish to be delivered?”. She asked.

Before I could open mouth to answer, I heard the voice calling again.

“Naomi Naomi, come over here and eat with us”..

“They are here”. I said, trying to get on my feet.

“Sit down, Naomi”. She commanded.

I sat down back fretfully.

“I ask again, do you want to be delivered?”. She repeated the question two more times, but each time I was about to give a reply, the voice would interrupt.

“Naomi, Naomi come over here and eat with us’.

I stood up to leave, but the door was still locked.

“You can’t go anywhere now, Naomi. Just answer this simple question, and be free from the shackles of the devil”. , She said.

“I want deliverance”.  It was hard to say, for it seemed my lips were glued together.

Hardly had the word left my mouth than a strong force overpowered me, lifting me up on my feet and hitting me hard against the wall. I collapsed on the ground, writing in pains.

This was followed immediately by a mighty wind which simultaneously flung the door and the windows wide open.

Madam Beatrice stood up, did sign of the cross, and began to pray silently. 

I looked out through one of the open windows, and saw the woman and her son standing still in the open field. Their eyes were burning brighter than ever.

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Mama I’m bleeding, what is happening my baby? Mama please stop it’s painful, it’s very painful. Ogechi crying out in agonizing pain.

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Arh are, aaaah mama I’m bleeding, what is happening my baby? Mama please stop it’s painful, it’s very painful. Ogechi crying out in agonizing pain.

Will you mind dying? What I’m I doing with a disgrace like you as a daughter? I don’t care if the bastard inside of you dies or you. Now get up from there and finish this clothes cause you still have alot to do. Adaugo said unremorsefully as she pushed ogechi away and walk inside.

Obianuju came back to collect the meeting contribution from her since they’re both the treasurer. But could hear loud scream and agonizing from afar.

She rushed down and behold ogechi was bleeding under the heavy rain, rolling on the erosion.

Jesus, ogechi, adaugo come come oo, ogechi is bleeding. The baby, I hope she is okay, adaugo oo. And who is that mad dog of a woman screaming my name like that? Adaugo responded rudely from the inside.

Oh it’s you, you might as well take her to your house, I thought you should be at the meeting. And I will ask the leader to fine you, if you dare come late. Adaugo said to obianuju.

What? Adaugo, what did you say? Obianuju asked angrily. Mama my mother wants to k’ill me and my baby, she said we should die. Ogechi forcefully whisper to obianuju.

Jesus, adaugo, you did this? And left her like this inside the rain? You need to be called to order. What kind of evil are you? Is this really who you are adaugo?.

Should anything happen to this girl and her pregnancy, I won’t forgive you and God will judge you. How can you be this evil? My dear, let me take you to the midwife. Obianuju tried to help ogechi up, rested one of her hand on her neck and shoulder so she can walk.

God will truly judge you, and you call yourself a Christian and the leader of CWO? Father must hear this. Wicked witch like you,.

You own blood and you treat her like this? Your only child. And what are you preaching to people?. Obianuju pouring out her anger whilst helping ogechi to walk.

Mtcheeew if only you will keep that bunch of embarrassment and disgrace with you. She wants to disgrace me in this village and the church to mock me.

Uchechi was her on her coming back to visit ogechi, carrying food with umbrella. Remembering the last time she’s not eating for days.

She stopped obianuju on the way as she scream and flag at them. Mama, mama, it’s me, please stop I was just coming to the house.

What happened to my friend, ogechi, what is the matter? Please talk to me. Mama have you noticed she’s bleeding and getting so weak? Ogechi fell to the ground and became unconscious.

She has lost alot of blood plus the stress which made her so weak. Aah ogechi, what is the matter, Jesus please wake up, wake up. What is going on.

Uchechi started running around inside the rain looking for help,she almost throw away the flask she was holding.

Mama, what is happening to ogechi my friend?. Obianuju immediately noticed ogechi isn’t breathing again. She called his son to quickly bring his okada to take them to the hospital.

The primary health center that the Catholic opened newly in the village, they brought big doctors from the city. They quickly rushed her there, they got to the hospital, obianuju pleaded with uchechi to stay with her.

While she rush back to the village women meeting, she’s already so late. She promised to come back and check on her after the meeting.

Ogechi was quickly attended to, the doctors stopped the bleeding and they run some test and found out she’s three months and two weeks pregnant.

I am doctor Emeka, I am the one attending to your sister. Are you the person that brought her here? The doctor asked uchechi.

Yes yes please, how is she can I see her? Uchechi asked curiously. No not yet, she’s stable now but still sleeping. The bleeding has stopped but she will need proper care please.

Her pregnancy is very fragile and delicate, where is her husband and her mother?. The doctor asked,but uchechi couldn’t say nothing, was dumbfounded.

It’s fine, let’s just wait to till she’s awake alright. I believe she will be fine and stable soon,it would’ve been risky if she was being delayed more than this.

Uchechi stayed till evening, she was informed by the doctor that ogechi is awake. Her face was brighten up and her heart filled with joy.

She went into the ward to see ogechi, met her crying and forcing herself to talk. What wrong have I done to my mother? Ogechi cry out in pain. What if I had died? Why does she treat me like this?.

She wish me to disappear? There are many young girls who has been mistakenly pregnant but their parents never treated them this way.

I wish my father was alive, he was my best friend and companion. I would’ve had someone to fall back to. Uchechi keeping nodding while tears constantly roll down her cheeks.

Please stop, you will come out of this, you will be fine. But I don’t think you should go back to your mother. Come back with me, my mother you will accept you, you know that. Uchechi pleaded.

My mother will k’ill totally, if I dare leave the house to go live with anyone. Ogechi said crying and groaning in pains…I will endure her, but I didn’t k’ill anybody.

She treats me like I’m no longer a human being, oh God….

Ugonna it will not be well with you for what you put me through… Mama ogechi what have I really done wrong to you?. Ogechi asked herself staring at uchechi.

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Story: Once Upon A Mother Episode 1

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Arh ugonna, it shall not be well with you wherever you are. I am finish, I’m finally pregnant at the age of 23, my mother is going to finish me. I warned you we shouldn’t do this? And now you’re nowhere to be found. Ogechi rolling on the floor from end to end at the backyard. Ogechi, ogechi, her mother called out and she didn’t hear her earlier.

Yes..yes mama, I’m coming please,I’m trying to wash the plates so I can set firewood for the food. Ogechi running to the mother, quickly wiped her eyes and put on a fake smile.

Ogechi… ogechi, come closer here to me. Ogechi mother said to her. I said come here, what I’m I seeing? Is it what my mind is telling me?.

Fear ran down ogechi spine, she was filled with grieved. I hope she doesn’t suspect anything, oh God I hope. She soliloquy as she slowly moved towards the mother. M..mma..mama it’s the fire you asked me to set I’m just about to do, let me go and do it.

Ogechi wanted to stylishly escape but the mother grab her by the hand…

Ogechi, who got you pregnant, are you pregnant? I know what I’m seeing and I can tell you are pregnant. Or the whole village will gather for us now, tell me before I bite you oo.

Ogechi began to shiver all over, she poured the water that was inside her mouth out of fear. No no ma..mama, I am not pregnant oo,no I’m not pregnant I don’t even know what you’re talking about nah.

Ogechi I said tell me the truth today, if not you will know why my name is called adaugo, you know what I’m capable of. The mother resize her wrapper on her waist and tie the head tie very well.

I am so sorry, it was a mistake mama, and I will never do it again. Infact it’s out of ignorance, it’s out of ignorance. Please forgive me I promise you it won’t happen again. Ogechi kneeling down and pleading tearfully.

Ogechi wait for me, I am coming, you think I will beat you? I won’t beat you but you shall see. I suffered for you since your father died, your brother went to serve his master and I don’t know if he’s death or alive.

You want to disgrace me in this village and I am a leader of CWO in this village, you will know me today. Aah ogechi for all I’ve done for you.

Ogechi mother went inside,came out, ogechi was still kneeling down crying profusely and begging for her forgiveness. Ogechi mother remove her slippers under hot sun.

Holding a cup of water and pack some sands from the ground and raise it up. Ogechi, for all the suffering, all my sweat, for everything I did just to give you life. Today I curse you ogechi, I curse your existence, I curse you even in death.

You will suffer in the life, your life will be full of disgrace, shame and disgust. You will never know peace, nobody will see you as anything and you will die with that bastard in your womb.

I am the leader of CWO in church and the good name you would’ve brought to me is Shane and disgrace. Henceforth may the day become dark for you and may your becomes darken.

Ogechi put her hand on her head, rolling on the floor begging her mother to forgive her. Fear griped ogechi as her mother continue to pour curses on her.

May this earth judge you. She poured water on the ground and continue. As water gives life,may it bring tears, pain, agony and somewhat dead to you. Ogechi you think you can disgrace me and make my CWO women make mockery of me in church and this village? Mbanu.

Obianuju her friend was coming from the CWO meeting, she heard as ogechi was screaming. When she draw closer she saw ogechi rolling on  the ground on the mud.

She she eveasdrop on ogechi mother her friend, and could hear the curses. Obianuju had goosebumps all over her body, she screamed.

Jesus, Jesus adaugo, what has your daughter done to deserve such curses from you. Ewo ooo adaugo shut up and ask God for forgiveness now and reverse it.

Obianuju leave me, reverse what? So shall it be for her and that bastard inside her womb. She stamp her legs on the ground and poured the remaining water on ogechi.

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In a kingdom where women were forbidden from wielding swords, a fearless band of warriors defied convention to reclaim what was rightfully theirs. Led by the indomitable Captain Eliza, they embarked on a daring quest to liberate the kingdom’s gold from the clutches of a tyrant king. With courage in their hearts and blade in hand, they marched into the heart of the kingdom, challenging the oppressive regime and inspiring hope in the hearts of the oppressed. As their legend grew, so did their resolve to fight for justice and equality for all. Despite facing formidable foes and encountering numerous obstacles along their journey, Captain Eliza and her band of warriors remained steadfast in their quest. They traversed treacherous terrain, infiltrated heavily guarded fortresses, and outsmarted the king’s most cunning advisors. Along the way, they forged unbreakable bonds of sisterhood, drawing strength from each other in the face of adversity.

Their exploits spread far and wide, earning them the admiration of the common folk and the ire of the king. With every victory, they struck a blow against the oppressive regime, rallying more women to join their cause and challenging the very foundations of patriarchal rule. But as they neared the final confrontation with the king, they realized that their greatest challenge lay not in defeating him in battle, but in reshaping the beliefs and values of their society. With unwavering determination and the power of their collective spirit, they stood on the precipice of history, ready to usher in a new era of equality and freedom for all.

King Sabo was a towering figure, adorned in opulent robes that shimmered with the brilliance of countless jewels. His crown, encrusted with precious gems, signified his unrivalled wealth and power. With a commanding presence and an air of arrogance, he ruled over his kingdom with an iron fist, caring little for the plight of his subjects. The king’s gold reserve was a sight to behold, housed within the impenetrable walls of his fortress. Towering stacks of gleaming gold coins and glittering treasures filled vast chambers, guarded day and night by the king’s loyal soldiers. It was said that the wealth amassed within those walls could rival that of entire nations, a testament to the king’s insatiable greed and desire for dominance. Yet, beneath the facade of splendour and grandeur, there lay a darkness that few dared to confront. The king’s obsession with wealth had blinded him to the suffering of his people, as he hoarded riches while his subjects languished in poverty and despair. And it was this very greed that would ultimately lead to his downfall, at the hands of the courageous band of female warriors who dared to challenge his tyranny and reclaim the stolen gold for the greater good.

As the band of female warriors delved deeper into the heart of King Sabo’s fortress, they beheld the true extent of his greed and excess. Golden statues adorned every corridor, their eyes seeming to follow the intruders with a gaze both haunting and accusatory. Vaults filled with jewels and treasures lay open, revealing the king’s insatiable appetite for wealth. But amidst the glittering opulence, there were signs of the king’s paranoia and desperation. Guards patrolled the halls with heightened vigilance, traps lay hidden in the shadows, and rumours swirled of dark magic protecting the king’s most prized possessions. Yet, undeterred by the dangers that lay ahead, Captain Eliza and her warriors pressed on, their determination burning brighter than the gold that surrounded them. For they knew that beyond the riches and the power, there lay a deeper truth: that true wealth lay not in hoarding gold, but in the bonds of friendship, the strength of conviction, and the courage to stand up against injustice. It was with these values guiding their every step that they would ultimately triumph over the tyrant king and reclaim the stolen gold for the people of the kingdom.

King Sabo, with his vast reserves of gold, wielded it as a tool of manipulation and control. He used a portion of his wealth to buy the loyalty of spies, ensuring that his grip on power remained unchallenged. These spies infiltrated rival kingdoms, whispering secrets and sowing discord to further the king’s agenda of expansion and dominance. With gold as his currency, he bought not just information, but betrayal and deceit, weaving a web of intrigue that stretched far beyond the borders of his kingdom. In his decadent court, King Sabo employed another tactic to solidify his power: he lavished gold upon the court girls, enticing them with promises of riches and luxury. With golden trinkets and jewellery, he lured them into his private chambers, where he exercised his authority in the most sinister of ways. Behind closed doors, away from prying eyes, he indulged in his darkest desires, using his wealth to exploit and subjugate those who dared to cross his path. Yet, unbeknownst to the king, his actions sowed seeds of resentment and rebellion among those he sought to control. For even the allure of gold could not extinguish the flame of freedom burning within the hearts of those who longed to break free from his oppressive rule. And it was this very longing for justice and equality that would ultimately lead to his downfall, as the band of female warriors rose to challenge his reign of tyranny and reclaim the stolen gold for the people.

The Queen, observing her husband’s nefarious actions from the shadows of the court, harboured her secrets and ambitions. While outwardly she played the role of the dutiful consort, inwardly she seethed with resentment at his tyranny and the suffering it inflicted upon their kingdom. Using her wit and cunning, the Queen clandestinely supported the band of female warriors in their quest to reclaim the stolen gold. Through coded messages and covert meetings, she provided them with vital information about the king’s vulnerabilities and the whereabouts of his most prized treasures. But her involvement went deeper still. Recognizing the power of unity, she reached out to neighbouring kingdoms, forging alliances and alliances to stand against King Sabo’s tyranny. With her strategic mind and diplomatic prowess, she laid the groundwork for a revolution that would shake the very foundations of the kingdom.

Eliza’s regiment of female warriors stood as a formidable force, their strength matched only by their unwavering determination. Trained from a young age in the art of warfare, each warrior possessed a unique set of skills honed through years of rigorous training and battle-hardened experience. Their choice of weapons varied, reflecting their specialities and combat styles. Some favoured the swift and deadly precision of the bow and arrow, their arrows finding their mark with unerring accuracy even in the heat of battle. Others wielded twin daggers with lethal grace, darting in and out of combat with lightning speed to strike at their foes’ weakest points. For those who preferred a more direct approach, there were swords of every shape and size, their blades gleaming with the promise of swift justice. Shieldmaidens stood tall at the front lines, their sturdy shields providing cover for their comrades as they advanced fearlessly into the fray.

But perhaps most impressive of all were the warriors who wielded magic, their powers drawn from the ancient mystic arts passed down through generations. With a flick of their wrists and a whispered incantation, they unleashed torrents of elemental fury upon their enemies, bending fire, water, and earth to their will with awe-inspiring mastery. Together, Eliza’s regiment formed an unstoppable force, their unity forged in the crucible of battle and their resolve unbreakable in the face of adversity. With each warrior bringing her unique talents to the battlefield, they stood ready to face any challenge that dared to stand in their way on their quest to reclaim the kingdom’s stolen gold and restore peace to the land.

It was at the Queen’s insistence that the idea of a regiment of female warriors was first proposed to the king. Recognizing the untapped potential and fierce determination of the women in their kingdom, she argued passionately for their inclusion in the ranks of the royal army. Initially met with scepticism and disdain by the king and his advisors, the Queen’s unwavering conviction eventually won out. With her persuasive arguments and steadfast determination, she convinced the king to allow her to train and lead a regiment of female warriors, promising that they would prove themselves on the battlefield as capable and formidable as any man.

Under the Queen’s guidance, Eliza emerged as a natural leader, her skill in combat matched only by her unwavering loyalty to the kingdom and its people. With the Queen’s support and encouragement, Eliza and her regiment flourished, proving time and again that women were more than capable of defending their homeland with courage and honour. And as the band of female warriors embarked on their quest to reclaim the kingdom’s stolen gold, they did so not just as soldiers, but as symbols of the Queen’s vision of equality and empowerment. For it was her belief in their abilities and her unwavering support that had paved the way for their triumphs on the battlefield and their eventual victory over tyranny.

The King’s forces stood as a formidable army, their strength in numbers matched only by their ruthless efficiency on the battlefield. Trained from a young age in the art of war, the soldiers of the royal army were disciplined and loyal, their unwavering allegiance to King Sabo driving them forward in the face of adversity. At the heart of the King’s forces were his toughest and most battle-hardened knights, towering figures clad in gleaming armour and wielding mighty swords that struck fear into the hearts of their enemies. Renowned for their skill and ferocity in combat, these knights had fought in countless battles, their valour and prowess earning them a reputation as the king’s most trusted warriors. But it was not just the knights who bolstered the King’s ranks. His army consisted of legions of foot soldiers, armed with spears, axes, and bows, their sheer numbers overwhelming all who dared to oppose them. Behind them marched siege engines and war machines, their thunderous roar heralding destruction and devastation wherever they went.

Yet, for all their strength and power, the King’s forces were not without their weaknesses. Their loyalty to their tyrant king was fueled more by fear than by genuine devotion, and whispers of discontent and rebellion simmered beneath the surface of their ranks. And as they clashed with the band of female warriors on the battlefield, they would come to realize that courage and conviction could triumph over brute strength and numbers. In the end, it was not the size of the army that determined victory, but the righteousness of the cause and the indomitable spirit of those who fought for freedom and justice.

The castle where the female warriors were stationed stood as a bastion of strength and resilience, its towering walls and imposing towers a testament to centuries of history and tradition. Perched atop a rocky hill, it overlooked the surrounding landscape, its strategic position providing both protection and a commanding view of the kingdom below. Inside the castle gates, the female warriors prepared for the coming conflict, their resolve unshakable as they stood ready to defend their homeland against the forces of tyranny. Each corner of the castle bustled with activity as soldiers and volunteers alike worked tirelessly to fortify its defences and prepare for the inevitable siege. Alongside the female warriors stood a contingent of male knights, their loyalty to the crown unwavering as they guarded the royal family with unwavering vigilance. Clad in shining armour and bearing the crest of the kingdom, they stood shoulder to shoulder with their female counterparts, united in their determination to protect the kingdom from any who would seek to do it harm.

Outside the castle walls, the forces of King Sabo massed for the impending assault, their ranks stretching as far as the eye could see. Siege engines rumbled into position, their deadly payloads aimed squarely at the castle gates, while lines of foot soldiers and cavalry stood ready to storm the fortress and crush all who stood in their way. But within the castle walls, the defenders stood firm, their spirits unbroken and their resolve unyielding. For they knew that they fought not just for themselves, but for the future of their kingdom and the ideals of justice and freedom that they held dear. And as the battle lines were drawn and the clash of steel echoed across the land, they prepared to make their stand against the forces of tyranny, whatever the cost.

On the fateful day when the King departed for his hunting expedition, the Queen seized the opportunity to set her daring plan into motion. With the castle’s halls and corridors emptied of the usual throngs of courtiers and guards, she saw her chance to reclaim the kingdom’s stolen gold and strike a blow against her husband’s tyranny. Gathering her most trusted allies, including Captain Eliza and her band of female warriors, the Queen set out to execute their carefully crafted scheme. Under the guise of attending to her royal duties, she moved through the castle with purpose, her heart pounding with anticipation as she drew closer to her goal. Meanwhile, outside the castle walls, the King and his retinue rode off into the wilderness, their laughter and boasts echoing across the countryside as they pursued their quarry. Unbeknownst to them, their absence would provide the perfect opportunity for the Queen and her allies to carry out their audacious plan.

The Queen and Captain Eliza united in their determination to reclaim the kingdom’s stolen gold, devising a daring plan to infiltrate the king’s fortress and liberate the treasure from his grasp. Using their knowledge of the castle’s layout and the vulnerabilities of its defences, they crafted a meticulous strategy that would allow them to bypass the king’s guards and seize the gold without alerting suspicion. Under the cover of darkness, they assembled a small band of trusted allies, each one handpicked for their skill and loyalty. Disguised in the garb of common travellers, the Queen and Captain Eliza led their group through the winding streets of the kingdom, slipping past the king’s patrols and blending seamlessly into the bustling crowds. With each step, they drew closer to their goal, their determination unwavering despite the dangers that lurked around every corner. As they approached the fortress, they encountered their first obstacle: the castle’s formidable outer walls, guarded day and night by the king’s most vigilant soldiers. But the Queen and Captain Eliza were not so easily deterred. With the help of their allies, they scaled the walls under the cover of darkness, using ropes and grappling hooks to ascend to the castle’s highest towers.

Once inside, they navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the fortress with stealth and precision, avoiding detection by the king’s guards as they made their way towards the vault where the gold was kept. Along the way, they encountered traps and obstacles designed to thwart intruders, but with their combined wit and skill, they overcame each challenge with ease. Finally, they reached their destination: the vault, its massive doors standing as the last barrier between them and the stolen treasure. With a mixture of cunning and brute force, they breached the vault’s defences, revealing the glittering hoard of gold within. With the treasure in their possession, the Queen and Captain Eliza made their escape, slipping out of the fortress under the cover of darkness and disappearing into the night. And as dawn broke over the kingdom, it was not just the stolen gold that had been reclaimed, but the spirit of defiance and resilience that burned bright within the hearts of those who dared to challenge the king’s tyranny.

The Queen’s loyal court ladies played a crucial role in the daring heist to reclaim the stolen gold. Disguised as servants and attendants, they used their intimate knowledge of the castle’s inner workings to guide the Queen and Captain Eliza through the maze-like corridors and past the king’s guards. With their graceful movements and impeccable manners, the court ladies blended seamlessly into the backdrop of the fortress, deflecting suspicion and diverting attention away from their true intentions. They whispered secrets and spread rumours, creating distractions and decoys to cover the Queen and Captain Eliza’s tracks as they made their way towards the vault. But it was inside the vault itself where the court ladies truly proved their worth. With their keen eyes and nimble fingers, they navigated the intricate mechanisms and traps that guarded the treasure, disabling alarms and unlocking doors with skilful precision. Together, the Queen, Captain Eliza, and their band of allies worked in perfect harmony, each member of the team playing their part with unwavering dedication and resolve. And as they emerged victorious from the depths of the vault, their hearts filled with triumph and their spirits lifted with the knowledge that they had reclaimed not just the kingdom’s stolen gold, but their destiny as well.

As the female warriors stealthily made their escape from the vault, their arms laden with the stolen gold, they left behind no trace of their presence save for the open doors and the lingering scent of adventure in the air. But even their meticulous planning could not account for the unforeseen twists of fate that would soon unfold. As the last of the warriors slipped silently out of the vault, a small group of guards patrolling the castle stumbled upon the scene, their eyes widening in shock as they beheld the sight of the open doors and the empty treasure chests within. Alarmed by the discovery, they raised the alarm, their shouts echoing through the halls as they raced to alert their comrades and summon reinforcements. Outside the castle walls, the King and his retinue were deep amid their hunting expedition, their spirits high as they pursued their quarry through the dense forest. But their revelry was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a distant horn, its urgent notes cutting through the stillness of the woods like a clarion call to arms.

Instantly alert to the possibility of danger, the King ordered his men to halt their pursuit and return to the castle with all haste. With grim determination, they spurred their horses into action, their hearts heavy with the knowledge that trouble awaited them upon their return. And as they rode back towards the castle, the King and his retinue could only wonder at the cause of the alarm and the mysteries that awaited them within its walls. Little did they know that their absence had provided the perfect opportunity for the Queen and her allies to strike a decisive blow against the forces of tyranny and that the stolen gold now lay safely in their hands, a symbol of hope and defiance in the face of oppression.

Upon his return to the castle and learning of the audacious heist orchestrated by his Queen, King Sabo’s fury knew no bounds. His face contorted with rage, he stormed through the halls of the fortress, his shouts echoing off the stone walls as he raged against the betrayal of his beloved consort. Summoning his most trusted advisors and commanders, the King issued a decree with a thunderous voice, his words laced with venom and fury. A search was to be conducted throughout the kingdom, with every resource at their disposal mobilized to capture or kill the traitorous Queen and her band of accomplices. No corner of the kingdom would be left unchecked, no stone left unturned, as the King vowed

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