71 Mueni (2/2)

Suddenly, they heard a soft beautiful voice from behind them. They turned immediately to see whom it belonged to.

”Mueni, what are you doinghere?” Kuru Kureri exclaimed, his eyes popping out and mouth wide agape.

In front of them was a light skinned woman who looked to be at the age of forty. She was wearing an immaculately white gown that fitted her curvy body squarely. She might not be a match for Apeleka in terms of complexion but considering her shape alone, she was way ahead of Apeleka. She was definitely a glamour. Even the old Kuru Kureri and Mboya could not help but swallow heavy lumps of saliva with longing apparent on their faces.

On the woman's head was a band of yellow cloth tied beautifully. In her right hand was a strange purple feather. She kept on stroking it from time to time carefully as if afraid she would damage it should she be less careful.

”I have come to pick you two up brother Kuru.”

The woman said with a beautiful smile on her face. Even her smile alone could send one into a trance.

”You are a chosen witch now? How did you do it sister Mueni? ” Kuru asked, his eyes still widely open.

Those who were selected to serve in the Hall of Righteousness were called chosen. For wizards and witches, it was the greatest thing one could offer them. This Mueni was Lubaku Mukenge's student as well several years ago. Compared to Kuru, she could be considered to be average in terms of talent. Kuru could not just comprehend how she became a chosen witch. Furthermore, she ought to be over one thousand seasons now, why did she look that young? In fact, her appearance had not changed from how it was when they were still learning from Lubaku.

'Maybe she got the picture of teacher's teachings and was hit by inspiration leading to her breakthrough. Furthermore, she met with a fortuitous encounter. Otherwise, how did she do it?' Mboya thought.

”Let us go to the Hall first. You need to rest especially after casting the spell of speed. I will tell you everything thereafter... Oh, the One with the Book, I am sorry for my insolence, I am Mueni.” after brushing aside Kuru, Mueni extended her hands to Mboya who had been staring at her confusedly all this while.

”You are too polite chosen witch, I am MboyaOgwang' from Karachuo division.” Mboya greeted back though embarrassed.

”I hope you had a good trip Mboya, follow me.” Not waiting for an answer, the woman turned and started walking.

Oh 'Were'!

Even her elegant movements were enthralling!

Mboya and Kuru followed the woman silently looking at each other from time to time. What they were thinking of they both knew.