CASSAVA CHRISTMAS!

Staying with my biological had been nothing compared to what I ever envisaged. The knowledge of belonging to a royal family got me thinking, dreaming, and wanting! Finally, I got to move in with my dad, and unlike the home videos, and African novels, the palace was not filled with servants, guards, and waiters, neither was there any chiefs, nor indigenes trouping in to pay tributes, and homages, rather, all that occurs is Father seated over every village meeting, family meetings, and disputes settlements! They all bring their problems, but not their profits! Dad never askes, and even when they do bring of their own accord, he would gladly reject, quoting that he is merely doing his duties as the village custodi...

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