Chapter 35 - A Web of Deception
The journey to Kilwa had been long, filled with discussions, strategizing, and silent contemplation. As the weeks passed, the delegation's mission became clearer, yet the uncertainty of what lay ahead lingered like a thick mist in the air.
Inside the carriage, Teacher Mshale sat with Rehema, the priestess, alongside Jumba, Jabari, and Mutiso. The weight of their task bore down on them, but none felt it more than Jabari.
He was just a young boy who had run after his parents were killed. He was no warrior, but this mission was more important than anything he had ever done in his life. He wasn't facing an enemy with a spear in hand; he was stepping into the shadows of a familiar city, relying on wits alone.
Still, he masked his unease well. He sat with his arms crossed, staring out the window as the dense forests gave way to the flatter coastal terrain. Yet, his foot tapped against the floor of the carriage in an anxious rhythm.
Mshale, ever perceptive, caught the slight movement. He turned to Jabari with a knowing smile.
"You seem deep in thought," Mshale remarked.
Jabari exhaled through his nose. "I just want to make sure I don't fail." His voice was steady, but there was a flicker of hesitation beneath it. "This city... I have grown up there my whole life. Although the Sultan caused my parents and many others to suffer, it is still my home. I would like to save as many as we can. If I slip up and get caught, I won't be able to fight my way out."
Jumba let out a chuckle, nudging him with his elbow. "Then don't slip up."
Rehema shot Jumba a look before turning back to Jabari, her expression soft. "You're brave, Jabari. And bravery is not the absence of fear—it's knowing the risks and walking forward anyway. You ran for your life, fought wild animals in unfamiliar lands, and still made it to Nuri. You are already a brave warrior."
Mutiso nodded in agreement. "Your job is dangerous, yes, but you won't be going in blind. You'll have gold to grease the right palms. Coin speaks louder than swords in places like Kilwa."
Mshale reached into a small pouch and handed Jabari a few gold coins. "Use these wisely. Street urchins, dock workers, even the servants of the wealthy—they all see and hear things others do not. Earn their trust, and they will be your eyes and ears."