My Black Inheritance

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I sat in front of the mirror, waiting for the servant to finish the final touches on the traditional African dress I had chosen for the wedding.

The dress was a deep wine-red color, with intricate beading and embroidery in gold and silver. The sleeves were long and flared, and it had a low neckline with a wide, ruffled collar.

The skirt was full and long, reaching almost to the floor. The waist was cinched with a wide belt and decorated with colorful gems.

The servant carefully adjusted the cloth and pinned it in place, and I smiled as I admired my reflection in the mirror.

The servant curtsied and stepped back, admiring her handiwork. I thanked her with a nod and she left the room.

My smile slipped when I remembered my mission - to seduce his Highness and make him fall in love with me.

I was sure the dress I had chosen would be persuasive, but I was still nervous and my stomach was filled with butterflies. I had to be confident and carry out my plan - for the sake of the people.

I took a deep breath and adjusted the skirt of my dress as I stepped out of my room and into the large hallway.

I looked around and noticed that the walls were lined with portraits of previous rulers, and I could feel their eyes following me as I walked.

Despite my nerves, I held my head high and reminded myself why I was doing this - for the sake of the people. With one last look at my reflection in the hallway mirror, I straightened my dress and walked confidently towards my destiny.

As I approached the grand entrance hall, I heard the sounds of laughter and music coming from the banquet room. I knew it was the room I was looking for, and my heart skipped a beat as I stepped closer.

I took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was filled with people, all dressed in their finest, dancing and talking.

The room was large and lavishly decorated, with colorful tapestries and intricate carpets covering the floors. The walls were lined with golden sconces and tapestries depicting various scenes from the kingdom's history.

In the center of the room was a grand staircase that curved up to the second floor. On the second floor, a balcony overlooked the room, and I could see his Highness seated in a throne.

Near him were several other nobles, all dressed in their finest robes.

A grand chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room. Dozens of candles flickered, adding to the romantic atmosphere. The walls were decorated with intricate paintings and the floor was lined with thick carpets. It was a room fit for a king.

The walls were lined with paintings of landscapes and scenes of battle, and a large fireplace in the corner filled the room with a warm, inviting atmosphere. The room was filled with antique furniture, and the floor was covered with a thick, plush rug.

As I looked around the room, I could see that everyone was enjoying the festivities, and the atmosphere was alive with laughter and music. The room was alive with energy, and I could feel the excitement in the air.

Guests were gathered around in small circles, talking and laughing, and occasionally a couple would break away and start dancing to the music.

Tables were set up around the edges of the room, laden with food and drinks, and a small stage was set up in the center where a band was playing lively music.

It was a beautiful sight and I felt a sense of joy and anticipation as I walked in.

As I made my way around the room, I was greeted with polite bows and nods from the guests. A few of the nobles even bowed in my direction, acknowledging my presence.