The acapella harmony of a group of Zulu hunters' echoed throughout the Mkuzi Forest, they had just hunted a leopard of good size and were now making thier usual route back to the Zulu royal Kraal: "Ama-Zulu" .
Crossing over a small stream, one of the hunters - a muscular man with huge haunches - signaled to the rest of the group to hault.
"Look down there" - he slowly raised his arm and pointed towards a small group of ladies gathering water to carry back to thier vilage.
"Diwayo, take the men back to the royal Kraal"
"Prince Senzangakona, I advise you not to talk to these girls, it is very risky"
Senzangakona grinned. "That is half the fun of it Diwayo, now go".
"Yebo Baba, as you wish prince" - Diwayo gave a quick bow before waving to the other hunters to follow him.
As they went off ahead, Senzangakona made his way down the stream, carefully closing in on the ladies below.
"Look Nandi, there is prince Senzangakona of the Zulu coming towards us"
"I know" replied Nandi
"Now is your chance to finally meet him Nandi"
"I know" - Nandi gave a devilish grin - "Take the girls back to the village, tell my father that I wanted to stay behind and fetch more water"
The girl smiled back and nodded in response, filling the last of the clay jars with fresh water, her and the rest of the girls made their way back to thier village. Leaving Nandi alone to meet Senzangakona.
"Who is there?" - Nandi teased her intruder.
"You know who I am, Nandi" Senzangakona replied with a humurous tone.
"No I dont" - Nandi played along
"I saw you from the bushes, your eyes told me you loved me" - Senzangakona pointed towards Nandis' eyes.
Senzangakona moved closer and closer until he was but less then a breath away from Nandi.......
Little did they know, that this fateful "meeting" would change the course of South African history for ever.
To be continued...........
Thanks for reading, I wil try to write more later this week.