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In the center of the garden stood a stone fountain, its waters murmuring softly as they cascaded into a clear, shallow pool. The air was filled with the sweet perfume of roses, lilies, and jasmine, mingling with the earthy scent of the soil and the crisp freshness of the leaves. On the walls of this garden was an inbuilt statue of Ikenga, the god of nature and curses.

Nwadiebube's smile grew as he took in the sight. This was a place he had nurtured himself, each flower a testament to his love for the beauty and peace that the garden offered. Here, he was not just a king burdened by the weight of his crown but a man who found solace in the simple act of tending to his garden.

Looking up at the glass ceiling above the garden, revealing the deep night sky, Nwadiebube said to his sister, who was watering a flower, "I am scared, sister."

The princess's hand paused for a moment, but she silently continued what she was doing as she asked, "Scared of what?"