(Episode 5) Chronicle of a Royal Prince and the Devil Incarnate

I looked at her in the eye, even if she recognized me, I was not going to cower.

Nora: “What is your name?” she asked

Leke: “I am Mikhail ma’am”

Nora: “Are you computer literate, can you do graphics?” she asked impatiently

Leke: “Sure ma’am” my heart was already singing because I knew where it was leading to.

Nora: “My graphic designer just quit, and our collection launch is close, can you fill in till we get someone else? You will be paid of course”

Leke: “Yes, I can do this” I said enthusiastically

Nora: “Come on then” she took me to the creative department floor; I had been raised from the ground floor to the top floor. This department was the most important, if they had a problem, the whole company got a problem.  If I wanted to learn the rudiments of my mother’s business, this was the department for me, so I was determined that this arrangement would be a permanent one. After my first day using the usual applications to transform hand drawn cloth designs, I went online and found out about AutoCAD. I spent the entire night studying it in an all night café around the company. The next day, though I had deep eye bags, I was ready to take the whole creative department by storm. After making the first batch of dresses using my AutoCAD, the creative director ran to my cubic office which was a cut out from the storage rooms. She was around thirty or so, but had this twentyish look about her. She was dressed in a midi skirt and a blouse with a flamboyant bow on it. From her dressing, you needed no one to tell you, she made the designs the fashion house owns.

Director: “You made these?” she said with her eyes wide behind her wire mesh glasses, holding the prototypes in her hand. Nora walked in at that time; she always seemed to walk in at the right time. I have noticed that she did not actively engage in the day to day activities of the company.

Nora: ‘What is the excitement about?” she asked obviously not pleased with the bickering.

Director: “These prototypes are the best I have seen, since I started working here, and he made them” she said. Nora looked at me, and smiled. She was probably pleased with herself for bringing me on board.

Nora: “I think you got the job then, congratulations” she said simply and proceeded to her office.

Director: “I am Kunmi, I have been designing for this company ever since, even when the real madam was still here”

Leke: “You knew my mother!” I exclaimed and immediately regretted it, as I saw the look on Kunmi’s face.

Kunmi: “Your mother?”

Leke: “Not my mother jare, I am always thinking of my mother ni, she died many years ago” I said hitting my head in an exaggerated manner.

Kunmi: “Same, with the original madam. I love her, she is the reason, I am still working here, if I leave here, I am going to open my own fashion brand, I will probably carry all my fans which are the customers of this brand. This present madam knows nothing about the fashion industry and she will not calm down to learn.” She said. I put it in mind, to keep my head down and learn all I could from Kunmi, I had just found the career I would be in. My mother left big shoes and I was going to fill them.

Leke: “Wow, I wish I met the former madam, she sounds interesting”

Kunmi: “Ha, she is oh. She had a flair for fashion, I learnt most of the things I know today from her. It is a pity she died as she did”

Leke: ‘How did she die?” I asked, but Kunmi had sealed her lips.

Kunmi: “So I am glad you are our graphics designer, you bring my designs to life even before they are cut. I love it, what you say we do lunch, with my younger sister, she just got admitted into the University, you will like her” I accepted and that was how I found a new family where I had none.

Lunchtime came, and I followed Kunmi to an upscale restaurant, there was a simple air about Kunmi, but she didn’t do anything in a simple way. I felt the restaurant was too much for a simple lunch, but what did I know? I spent years inside a mental home. She was ordering for both of us, when two young girls walked up to us. One was the exact replica of Kunmi, Olive colored skin and all.

Kunmi: “Hey, Banks you are here. Make yourself comfortable, I was about ordering food. Oh and yeah, this is Mikhail, my colleague at the office, Mikhail this is Banke my sister and her friend, Prisca”


Banke: “Sister mi, this one is too small for you oh” she said eying me from head to toe, she even bent to look at my shoes.

Kunmi: “Naughty girl, he is my protégée, a genius if you like. If you see what he made of my designs, he landed himself a good job today” she said .All the while Prisca was just looking at me, like she had never seen my kind before, while Banke was more or less disinterested in me or what her sister was saying. The meals came and I dove into mine, I had not forgotten table etiquettes, but I have also not seen this good food in years. It seemed however that I was irritating Banke the more.

Banke: “If you ask me, he looks more like a stray, than your colleague, sister mi. Is Fola fashion house now employing strays?”

Prisca: “Haba Banke” her friend said.

Kunmi: “Banks, be nice” I dropped my cutleries, and dapped at my mouth. I disliked her immediately; she was just like Nora, beautiful, but not beautiful in my eyes. Latter along the way, Banke would fall head over heels for me, and she would be my first victim.

The day for the collection launch finally arrived, I had something planned, I wanted to test a theory I had, the outcome would determine my next step.  I was busy the night before with the creative team, they were putting finishing touches to the collection, and I was there every step of the way. I had decided I was going to study fashion and design in one of the good fashion institutes in Lagos, but I was going to gain as much hands on experience as I could from Kunmi. I saw Nora less often as I would have liked, she was rarely at the fashion house, but she was always there to collect the accolades like she was involved. I knew she would turn up for the collection launch in her best, ready to reap where she did not sow, and I was ready for her.

The guests had arrived, the host for the show was already thrilling the guest, some musicians had performed, and it was time to showcase the designs. Nora came on the podium, dressed in a vibrant dress that I recognized from the prototype I made. She had a good body so it looked good on her, I could not deny that fact. I myself, had gotten myself cleaned up, I was dressed in a sleek Tuxedo. I had been collecting monthly pay which was more than most boys my age earned, so I invested in a good Tuxedo. I knew Banke would be attending, and I really wanted to impress her. Yes, it is the Nigerian mentality, we impress people we don’t even like. The models began to strut on the runway in the clothes designed for that collection, they were halfway through all the designs when the lights went off, and the big projector screen came on. A voice boomed out of the speakers saying;

Voice: “You killed me, confess! Confess now” the voice was guttural, like an animal’s.

People screamed, but Nora screamed the loudest, she screamed till she slumped on the ground in unconsciousness. Pandemonium broke as the guests began to find any way to escape the hall. I looked up to the screen and smiled. On the screen was the picture of my mother, with her neck slit, blood oozing out unto the white bed sheet as she splayed on the bed. I had found the picture on the internet, and tweaked it with my new found graphic designs skills, to look more horrific. An ambulance was called and Nora was wheeled into it, her face had lost all color, despite the makeup on her face, she looked dead, only the slow rise and fall of her chest made people know she was still alive. The collection launch had ended in a mess. But most importantly, my theory had been tested, the coming days would tell. I walked out of the event center, into the hotel’s lobby. The event had been held at the prestigious Eko hotel and suites’ event center. I bumped into Banke, she glanced at my outfit and I could tell from the faint smile on her lips that she was impressed.

Banke: “Hey Mikhail, have you see my sister Kunmi?”

Leke: “No I haven’t “I replied her in a disinterested way, and brushed past her. I turned back to see her mouth open in disbelief. I went out the gate of the hotel, hoping to catch a bus to the hospital, I needed to know how Nora was faring. I was about jumping into one of the yellow and black stripped buses, when I heard my name… my real name. In my new life, after the mental home, no one knew me by my real name. “Adeleke” the voice called. I turned, with fear etched on my face and behold…

Question: Who knows Adeleke in his new life, has his past caught up with him?

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  1. It is one of the maids his past has not cut up with him rather he will get help to carry out the plan the more

  2. Hmmm I think is Mary,she might have gotten a surgery and can now walk because only Mary knows him well since she took care of him from childhood and know what he can do.

  3. I think is Mary because she happen to be the only one that knows him more than everybody in his real life.adelove you guys are too much

  4. Hmm… I think kunmi recognised that it can only be her formal boss son who can do such a thing. I don’t think it is Mary..

  5. common upload the next episode. Its Mary his nanny that called him. y ds abrupt end of episode. can’t wait for the next. I think I like d time when next episode will be uploaded.

  6. I think it’s kunmi bcos she is d only one he has been exposed to so far. Unless somethings had happened during the months that will make nanny Mary seak him out

  7. I can bet that was mary…..wow I will follow this film to anywhere, sorry I mean dis interesting story to any length…..lol

  8. Mary was d one who call Leke by name…. now Leke is going to have a backup by meeting Mary again. Nora u haven’t set anything, u jst started

  9. I think is mary,she is my only guess 4 now. Even if she is,d past won’t have any effect on him to destroy his new plan

  10. It can only be Mary, his nanny or any close family member like his Grand Parents. Leke is such a wise chap.He will surely succeed.Adelove and crew, the way you write your stories is just masterclass. Keep it up as we will always read oo.

  11. I think it’s either Mary or the old cook,this is getting more n more interesting……thumbs up AdeloveCrew

  12. I think it’s Nora, may b Kunmi has revealed to her abt Leke’s earlier spill out or Nora’s informants has been able to investigate d identity of Leke. ……….. anyways, God will see him thru.

  13. Who could have called him? It may be Mary or one of the maternal family,the past has no effect on him.

  14. I needed to know how Nora was faring. I was about jumping into one of the yellow and black stripped buses, when I heard my name… my real name. In my new life, after the mental home, no one knew me by my real name. “Adeleke” the voice called. I turned, with fear etched on my face and behold…. Adelove, biko dis suspense is too much.

  15. Wow. This is interesting and getting more intense. The person should be Mary. Awesome!!! Am loving this story the more.
    Adelove and crew you guys are too much

  16. It can only be Mary, because she knew him from infant so even with the changes she still recognised him or could it be Kunmi that remembered that he called the her former boss mother before covering up and because he is good with computer, that he can do anything with it. next episode please

  17. Leke is jst too smart right frm childhood,I so much luv what e did to mess up d show,I guess it’s Mary dat called him by his old name

  18. Wow!, that shd be Mary the nanny. Smart guy!, Adelove and crew, tnx a million for the smiles u bring to different faces u don’t even know!.

  19. Could be one of his maternal relations, Mary or Kunmi. I am more about Kunmi because putting 1 and 2 together would make her suspect him to be her formal madam’s only child. On the other hand, unless Mary had had surgery and become a model or event managers, I don’t see her being at the fashion show.
    His maternal relations where have they been since he was unjustly sent to psychiatric home?

  20. I want to believe its mary that called him. Thinking about it he was about to enter a commercial bus before he heard his real name. May be mary has been reduced to begging at the bus stop due to her inability to use her legs. #justthinking

  21. Is probably his beloved nanny Mary…..His past should not catch up wit him yet o. I want him to catch d murderer first. Nice one Adelove. Next pls.

  22. it’s Mary or iyabiliki d cook dt called Adeleke. I luv wat Nora went thru. that is just the beginning. Leke may God guide u through. Gud morning Adelove. next plssssss

  23. it kunmi..only her could recognize him in DAT kind of place..since she also know about the story but unable to do anything.

  24. I think is their kitchen house maid, I don’t think it was Mary coz from Mary’s wound it was said she might not walk again. Unless she was on a wheel chair. Just saying !

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