Taming the Black Warrior E-Book

Trevon Carter

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Taming the Black Warrior

Leseprobe

Taming the Black Warrior

Book 2 of The African Chronicles

By Trevon Carter

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

TAMING THE BLACK WARRIOR

First edition. January 12, 2019.

Copyright © 2019 Trevon Carter.

Written by Trevon Carter.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

About the author:

Chapter 11

G

wen bit her lower lip as she watched a group of tribesmen heading towards her and her husband, Ian.  Ada, her guide, was to her side, busily braiding up some sort of rope.

“Ah!  Prince Hasani!”  Ian greeted as he stepped forward and extended his right hand.

“Mister Ian,” the Prince responded with his heavy accent.  “Did you have a good night?”  He asked.

“Yes!  Thank you for the amazing evening.  It was an absolute pleasure trying the different foods and wines you offered last night,” Ian replied with a huge grin.

He was making some headway with trying to introduce a bit of religion to the tribe but the Prince was still hesitant.  While King Ode seemed to embrace it to a certain degree, he allowed his son to be the ultimate decision maker.  Ian had tried for several days and nights now to try and have the young Prince come around.

“I wish I had brought some of my own bourbon.  I think you would’ve liked it,” Ian replied.

“Burn bon?”  Hasani responded, confused.

“Oh, no, bourbon.  It’s a powerful drink,” Ian replied.

Gwen rolled her eyes.  While her husband was very religious, he still drank from time to time.  While he was a bit on the heavy side, he sure didn’t drink like one.  Half a shot or more would easily put him in a woozy state, and two would knock him out for the night.

“And you, miss?”  Hasani asked as he looked down at Gwen.

Gwen smiled and looked up at him.  She was still taken aback by how tall he was.  “Oh, I’m having lots of fun,” she replied.  “Ada here has shown me things and had me experience things I had never imagined,” Gwen continued as she looked over at Ada.

“Good, good,” the Prince responded with a nod.  “Umsebenzi omuhle Ada.”

Ada smiled and nodded back at the Prince.  “Kubonga mina,” she said as she bowed a little.

“Ada has also told me you would like to meet with me?”  Hasani inquired.

“Yes, I figured you’ve heard enough of Ian and I could change things up a bit,” Gwen replied with a smile.

Her heart raced as she stared at him, trying her best to stop her eyes from looking below his neck.  He was completely naked except for the tiny loincloth covering his manhood.  Though, the tip of it still managed to peek out from under it.

“You think you can outspeak this man?”  Hasani laughed as he placed his large right hand on my husband’s meek little shoulder.

He squeezed a bit, making Ian wince as he looked over at me and smiled.  “She’s got quite a way with words,” Ian responded.

“We will see about that.  But I have...”  Hasani paused as he looked up, as if he were trying to find the right words.

“A meeting,” Ada interrupted.

“Meeting?  Ah, yes, meeting,” the Prince said as he nodded.  “We have another tribe visiting for a few days,” he continued.

“Another tribe?”  Gwen inquired.

“Dubaku, Chieftain from out in the mountains.  Trade,” Hasani answered.