78 Prophet to Serve Ochiengs (1/2)

In a colorful woodland, a young man at the age of around twenty years was walking gracefully beside a beautiful lady clad in yellow skin. Even though the pair did not share any romantic relationship, they merged flawlessly making a couple that everyone would want to tirelessly look at.

The young man was without doubt Ochieng' and the lady was that enchantress the former had met a few hours ago. Right now, they were strolling in the mysterious land the lady had made.

”Now, for how long have you been in the skies?” Ochieng' asked after walking for some time.

”Since one thousand two hundred seasons ago if I can remember...” The lady answered with a calm expression.

”You have lived for over a thousand seasons! Why are you so young?” Ochieng' cut her short with a twitching mouth.

”Yes Ordainer. I was promoted when I was only sixty seasons old. Normally, one's appearance does not change once one is promoted. If he is promoted at the age of five hundred seasons for example, in the skies he will be the same person with five hundred seasons. Up there, there is no aging neither changing in appearance” The lady explained.

”So, that is how is it... May I know my ancestor's name.” Ochieng'nodded in realization before asking while scratching his head awkwardly.

”What did you call me?”

Instead of answering, the lady turned to him and harrumphed with reddened eyes. She released a powerful aura that pressured Ochieng' to the point that he found breathing difficult. He felt as if a whole mountain was falling on him.

”But you are one thousand, two hundred and sixty seasons old for heaven's sake. What is wrong with call...”

Ochieng' riposted but before he went too far, he felt a resounding slap on his right cheek. He felt his head spinning before he staggered with his vision blurring. When he managed to stabilize his poor self,he saw the lady standing right in front of him with agrievous expression. He felt wronged and could not help but ask while rubbing his right cheek.

”Why?”

”Never call me ancestor again. I am not dead yet...and by the way, do I look like like an ancestor to you?” The lady's brows stitched in displeasure.

”I am so...sorry.” Ochieng' rolled his eyes in apprehension.

This lady was over three hundred years old for the sake of 'Were', the God of their land. She was definitely older than most of his ancestors yet she was adamantly denying the fact that she was one. Why did it cost him his cheek?

”Now, that is more like it. Let us go.” The lady laughed before continuing with the walk.

”You haven't told me your name yet.” Ochieng' cried out .

”Okay, I am Akinyi Nyalando Jaber.” She turned to the young man and smiled.

”Oh, so you are a Lu. You really deserve the names...I am Ochieng' Lwanda...”

”Nice to meet you Lwanda. How is everyone from home doing?” Even before Ochieng' finished, the woman extended her arms to greet him with a wide grin.

”They... are...fine.” Ochieng' answered while greeting her confusedly.