sooo, I’ve been working on my WIP.
Excerpt from an untitled chapter in my WIP Black Mamba, Bloody Reign (now a working title). Kofi’s POV.
He found himself staring back into the endless loop of obsidian that were her eyes and for a moment he was falling.
“Are you alright?” Nonhle asked, using a cold hand to steady him.
“Fine,” was all he could manage.
Kofi found her eyes again. Dark and haunting but all the same beautiful. There were rumors that, if you could get close enough to look, you’d find your fate in them. If she wanted you to.
The moonlight illuminated the girl before him in such a way that made the opulence of her crown look like rubbish and it made his breath catch. He’d seen her like this many times before, no more than a foot behind as she made her way through the Kingdom.
Kofi often noticed the awe in the faces of her people as she walked by. If she had not been born to the throne, her looks alone would earn her the arm of a king. But Kofi saw something else in her. He saw the death that lingered at her touch and haunted her eyes. He saw the darkness that was her soul.
“What are you thinking?” Her voice cut through his thoughts. She was sitting on her throne now, fully illuminated by the moon and she was glorious.
It’s a bit blah but I haven’t posted on here in so long. But I’ve been working on this and I’m having such an amazing time with these characters. More to come! 🖤
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