This fic is a part of a series, but it is only one chapter long. It's 6,764 words long, and I plan on reading the next few parts to see how Attuma and Okoye's relationship blooms. There are many moments where I can't help but smile or chuckle because of how cute or funny a moment is. I won't spoil what parts, but Siancore did a phenomenal job with this fic!
It all starts with Attuma and Okoye meeting for the first time at a young age. Attuma is the prince of Talokan, and Okoye is the Wakandan Queen's Ward. They're amidst other children who are either young royals or children of powerful diplomats who are all having fun in a courtyard. They're playing their own version of tag, and Attuma catches her, resulting in Okoye falling in a puddle of mud. In retaliation, she throws mud at him, and he laughs. This sparks the start of a beautiful friendship that lasts through distance and time.
After crossing paths a few more times and overcoming their differences in politics, they get to see each other slowly grow up little by little before they're torn apart once more.
This time, they meet again as young adults. Okoye has blossomed into a refined, intelligent beauty who enjoys a good competition and Attuma-? Well, Attuma is smart and strong, and he's really got a stream of ladies eager to marry him. To their dismay, Attuma only has eyes for a certain someone. A certain someone who only sees him as a friend.
Attuma's gaze is like lava dripping down the side of a volcano as they stand in a room with other diplomats. Once they approach, his eyes feel less intense. Something reminiscent of the morning sun. Warm and gentle.
They exchange a stream of banter that can only be described as flirty and playful. Revealing a beautiful rivalry of sorts in which they dare to see who will outdo the other during the Great Games. Unfortunately, Okoye finds out she won't be competing. And to top it all off, there are rumors of Wakanda giving vibranium away to someone else- resulting in Talokan demanding a marriage to reaffirm their alliance. There is no better candidate than Talokan's prince, Attuma, and the Queen's Ward.
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Story Summary: Okoye works hard for her coven. She's loya
So far there are only three chapters, but it's set up beautifully from the jump. I'm intrigued, and I'm excited to see what happens next!
You start this fic watching Attuma carry a crate of snacks up to the front, at a small shop he runs. I interpreted it as a small, cozy convenience shop. There are a few customers here and there, trying to purchase some things they need while his young daughter, Saya, runs the cash register.
In the midst of completing these tasks, the sky decides to empty itself, and the downpour is so hard you can hardly see outside. Just visualize a bunch of potted plants fighting for their lives if you wish to know the storm's intensity. Attuma is concerned, but his mission to save those plants is delayed.
After dealing with an unruly customer and sending his daughter off to complete their inventory in the back, Attuma goes outside to cover those poor plants. However, while he's out there, he spots a figure a few feet away hunched over on the ground. He calls out to them, but they don't respond. After cautiously moving closer, he realizes that the person is emptying their stomach before they collapse.
Are they alive?
He checks.
Yes. They're breathing.
Out of concern, he scoops them up and tells his daughter to lock up the shop and to meet him in the car. He's moving quickly in the rain, clutching the mysterious person close before carefully setting them down in the car.
In this moment, he realizes it's a woman dressed poorly for the weather.
