The whole room fell silent immediately he stepped in to their means.
He bow down his head in greeting and waited until he was asked to stand aright.
It was disrespectful of him to look into the faces of the people seated there but he knew the priestess and her two daughters with Lord Bash were among the people in the room.
“Did you cast a spell on my daughter?
That was the first question he was asked by the priestess.
Dembe did not even know how to answer such question. He was neither a magician or have any power to cast spell and what sort of spell was the priestess talking about?
Dembe stammered but he was confused on what to answer the priestess he decided to remain silent.
“I ask you again you wicked son of the devil did you cast a spell on the next priestess of Kebra? Speak now before I command thunder to strike you down.
Dembe’s head remains bent. As he opened his mouth to speak but no word came out right.
Lady Aprin quickly speak in his defense.
“Mother, I have told you that Dembe did nothing to me. I’m not under any spell. I’m in my right senses mother. I don’t want to marry Bash because my heart is distance from him. I need a man who I can work with effectively and whom I truly love. Dembe is that man mother..
There was loud whispers coming from every angle. Most of the people were rejecting and trying to rebuke Aprin from making such a bad choice.
The priestess ordered the people to be silent and everywhere went quiet again.
She turned to her daughter and asked her to keep quiet.
“Are you out of your mind? Have you gone crazy… do you even understand what you are saying Aprin? You are free to choose any man of your choice among the royal, wealthy and handsome men of Kebra and here you are acting delusional. Think about what you are doing. Do you want to bring shame and disgrace to me, to the people who looks up to us and to the gods and goddess of Kebra who chose you from birth?
Sheila suddenly shouted loud enough for everyone to hear
” May the gods of Kebra forbid that my own blood sister should get entangled with a common slave. A dirty abattoir son of a nobody. Aprin you are not fitting for a priestess because your choices of a suitor is unacceptable by the gods, by mother and I. You will bring shame to this great household and I won’t watch and let that happen. Bash is a fine young man, he is not only fitting for a priest he has been approved for such seat. Why will you reject a diamond and chose ordinary stone instead. Bash is our choice and also the choice of the gods and you can’t suddenly cancel the whole wedding that everyone has been putting so much effort to make it great. You can’t do that Aprin because of an ordinary servant, a foolish he goat from nowhere…
Sheila was still talking when Aprin stood up angry and cautioned her.
“Call Dembe another awful name and I will stick out your tongue from your mouth. Since I decided to chose him, everyone…including you Sheila will have no other choice but to accept him. Is obvious you are into Bash and really want him to be part of this household then you can have him. Go ahead with him and leave me and my choice the hell alone. Sheila, I won’t watch you insult me because of my personal decision. The priestess seat is a very sensitive seat and I want to serve wholeheartedly without anger or withdrawer. I want to serve with the man I truly love who also understand the rules of the temple and will do anything to maintain it but if the gods and the people thinks differently then I will have to step down. But I will never substitute my happiness for anything. Even if I end up loosing the seat of the priestess to another then is fine by me. Mother, please… reconsider. Dembe is the man I want and no other. I’m sorry that my choice is going to hurt you and many others, I didn’t choose to fall in love with him but naturally it happens and there is nothing I can do about it. Dembe will make a good priest and together we will serve both the gods, goddess of Kebra and the people too. Please mother… I’m also sorry that it took me this long to speak. Is never in my plan to cancel my upcoming wedding but I made up my mind at the late hour. Is better late than never….
The room fell silent. Dembe’s head remain bent.
Then argument began m everybody was almost talking at the same time.
How sad his life has becomes. As a servant nobody even bother to ask him what he wants.
Aprin chose him without asking or trying to know if he feels the same way.
His life was theirs to decide. He owns it all to them and that is why his feeling, choice, decision does not count.
And just at that moment, the tenth makers words began to pour into his heart
“One thing I seek from you oh Lord is to live under your shadow right in your own temple where I can be kept safe in your pavilion… worshiping and mediating in your words.
Another word drops again. This time it was not from the words he heard from tenth maker or from Lydia, it was like a silent whisper to his soul.
Even in the means of the noise and deliberation concerning his fate the word silent the racing storm in his heart.
“Never! Can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for the child she has born? But even if that were possible, I would not forget you!
Dembe quietly raised his head and look into the face of the priestess and the few people gathered but everyone was trying to be heard.
He bent his head and shot his eyes.
“, Lord, I’m weak and weary. I have heard so much but yet I remain hardened and scared. Please, even in the means of the chaos, in the middle of people who chose their own mad course… Lord in the household of a priestess who served and fuel her sel fish desires, Lord all I ask is for you to keep me safe…
Dembe prayed, his mouth was moving but no word was heard.
The priestess quickly dismissed him.
His presence was begining to make her uncomfortable.
She asked him to leave, that after 15 days a conclusion will be made. And is until then that it will be known if he will marry Aprin or not.
Dembe turned and left.
This time he was always seen whispering something to himself as he goes about his daily activities.
The other servant kept away from him thinking the whole trouble that was going on in the priestess household because of him was making him go crazy.
Dembe had no one to talk to who will understand him better he chose to talk to the invisible God and that was what kept his mind together.
As days were moving, he visited the tent makers place again and joined other believers.
He told them what was about to be passed down to him.
Getting married to Aprin automatically makes him a pagan priest and he will rather be anything else but a shrine priest.
All the people gathered prayed for him including Lydia who despite how much the news of Dembe getting married to Aprin affected her she still chose to pray for him.
Dembe came around to the tenth makers house upto four times before the fifteen days will be over.
He was called that day again by the priestess.
The decision has been made and the whole conclusion was that he will be getting married to Aprin.
This was his fear and what he and other believers prayed against.
Dembe will not only going to be Aprin’s
husband but he was going to be the priest of Kebra.
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