The Demise Of An Emperor Before The Atlantic Slave Trade. Robert Harris

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СКАЧАТЬ was shocked and hesitant about the news. Speechless as I was, I first looked toward Sully but his attention was toward the other maid.

      I muttered in agreement as I saw the look on Inari’s face, “Ah, ah, sure, I mean great.”

      I was amazed at the cleverness of Inari and thrilled by her boldness. Surprised as I were, I remembered Sully and I had to return to the Royal Courts to give the reports of the mines, so I gave my regards to Inari and her family, while Sully whispered in the ears of the maid, who were with Inari. I nodded my head toward Inari glancing my eyes directly into hers, as she done the same thing back to me. We knew without a doubt that we were made to be together. My passion for her grew stronger each day and her for me as well. I glanced through the lattice of my window as she tends to the garden flowers of the courtyard, my spirit speaks to her spirit and her spirit speaks back to me with a smile.

      “Cousin Musa, your love deepens for the peasant’s daughter?”

      I was surprised as Mansa Abu came upon me as I was staring out my window at Inari. Stunned by the question or the statement as Mansa Abu laid his hand on my right shoulder of my surplice before my normal prayer. Normally a family of royalty does not mix marriage with the caste of the peasants.

      “Yes, my lord, I’m growing very fond of her.”

      “Great, we will prepare for marriage. For it is custom that when a young man takes on much responsibility, he will need a help mate, someone he can trust.”

      “Furthermore, it’s torture when a young man burns with passion,” Mansa Abu continued. I nodded in agreement as we both walked toward the mosque inside the royal courts.

      I invited Inari for an outing to a picnic down by the Niger River to share with her the good news of our approval by the Mansa Abu. She was very excited after her tiring week of maiden services. She was very humble and joyful, she had full confidence in herself, and knew what she stood for. Her words gave me so much energy and were filled with grace as we laid on the sheepskin on the grassy bank. It was like a calmness that entered my soul and carried me into this land of ecstasy and possibilities. We shared some deep thoughts about each other. We laughed and went to the edge of the Niger River to kick our feet in the water, and we urged each other to jump in the shallow part of the river for a swim.

      We dried off and ate our fruits and shye (chicken) and malo (rice) with buuru (bread). We laid there relaxing after a full meal that were prepared by the chefs of the palace, until we heard a loud roar of a lion or leopard of sort. We jumped halfway upward, stared at one another and began to gather our things to run toward the royal courts. The rumble of footsteps paraded our eardrums as we ran faster and dramatically, knowing I was without weapons because of Inari. We made it back to the gates of the royal courts safely, but curiosity filled my thoughts. While the both of us were panting from exhaustion of fear and desperation, Sully looked surprised as he asked, “What are you two doing panting like you saw an evil spirit?”

      While catching my breath to answer my brother question, I instead waved my hand and I passed him without a word and walked toward Inari quarters. I kissed and embraced Inari as if I never wanted her to leave. She stared into my eyes with swollen lips of moisture like honeydew. We were compelled to kiss again, and the moment became intense from lust or love, I didn’t know. But it was an inexpressible feeling that drew us together like a magnet. The night was getting long, so we broke lose unwillingly but kosher toward the protocol. As I walked through the corridors back to my quarters, my brother awaiting with an absurd look on his face.

      “My brother Koukan, you can’t be getting serious over this peasant woman! I thought we were to oblige ourselves with them and that’s it.”

      My thoughts contemplated on how to tell my brother that I’ve fallen in love with a peasant woman.

      “My brother Sully, I have been approved by the Mansa himself to follow my love. This is our secret though!”

      “This is mad my brother Musa, you are breaking the protocol of our tradition. What will our father and the others think?”

      “Embrace the change my brother Sully. Traditions are made to be broke, the only thing my brother, someone has to be bold enough to break them.”

      The ceremony began with both families and friends filling the courtyard. Unusual as it seemed, with the different caste of family status, the families joined together with excitement to honor the marriage of Koukan Musa Keita and Inari Kunate. Mansa Abubakari II approved and supplied the wedding ceremony with dancers, food, drinks, music, and the finest clothes. Mansa Abu gave up the making of his ships for this special moment of mine. We recited our vows and jumped the broom, and celebrated until late into the night. Then it was our time to consummate the marriage, in which we longed for.

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