The conspiracy 1

As evening came, Olivia wants down to the village she sneaked through the gates of the stronghold. When she finally reached her friends place. She knocked and Cath opened the door.

She smiled at cath and walked inside." Hope you didn't miss us too much." Cath said as she walked midway into the room. She turned and cath saw her Cheek. " Oh my God what happened to your face." She screamed at the handprints on her cheek which was red had started to turn purple.

" Don't tell me he did this toyou." Olivia scoffed. " I wish". She gave a sarcastic remark. " It was Rosie. She is so annoying."

Cath rushed to her and examined her face." Does it hurt?."

" No am fine."

" Has he seen it." She was curious. What will he do if he sees this .

" No. But am sure he will do nothing about it. "

She looked around and said.

" Where is Mary, she's not here."

" She went to get us some fruits." She nodded.

" How are faring. With your face I will say it hasn't been good."

Olivia walked towards the bed and fell on it. She took a deep breath and turned to look at Cath who sat beside her. She held her hand and squeezed it gently.

" You know when I was young, my parents found me near the river after a stormy night.They took me in. Clothed and feed me they never had a child and they were old. I didnt remembered anything apart from waking up on the shore. Not even my name! everyone in the village didn't like me.But they still loved me. They thought I was a gift from God."

" But why? " Cath curiously asked. Olivia raise her head and smiled. " There was a storm the night before they found me. It had destroyed alot of farms, which means food would be scarce. They thought I was a bad omen and stay away from me.

She moved closer to Cath and smuggled up against her. Cath gave her a gentle pat on her head as she listened to her story.

" I remembered when I wanted to play with the other children, their parents will chase me away and warn their children never to play with me or they will turn out like me. They even called me names. I had no friends so I grew up in my parents company." Cath pitied Olivia, growing up would have been lonely.

" I never let their behavior towards me affect me. I would help papa in his farm, clearing the bushes, planting and harvesting. I would help also help Mama in preparing the meals. Life was hard , the harvest might not be enough for the next season but we were happy." She smiled and continued." when papa died, Mama and I were so sad , he was the best husband and papa anyone would ever ask for. Mama loved papa very much, sometimes I would see her talking to her self as if papa was there. She missed him alot so did I." She sniffed and tried not to cry but she did anyway. Cath hugged her and tried to console her.

" Not long after,Mama got ill, she couldn't even stand up from the bed. She would always tell me that I was a gift to them and never believe what the villagers were saying and to take of myself when she is gone. But I would tell her not to say things like that. She died one night when I was asleep. I shook her but she didn't wake up . I ran to the do the doctor as fast as I could. He came and when he checked her he said she was already dead, that there was nothing he could do for her. The villagers didn't believe it. They said I killed her and papa. It hurts and I tried to to tell them that even the doctor said it was of old age. "

Olivia closed her eyes remembering all they had happened after the death of her parents.she had to struggle to survive, people never gave her work even if it was available and if they did, they would pay half of the money and when she complained they would threaten her.

Mary had walked in when Olivia was talking and had heard everything Sha had said, she felt sorry for her. She sat on the other side of the bed and gently touched Olivia who looked at her with tears stained face and smiled.

" Then after the war,I was forced to become someone's mistress, and always reminded of my status, a slave. Though I wore nice clothes, good food and have a roof on my head and I can walk around freely. " She raise her body and Cath made space for her to stand up and sat on the bed. Mary saw her Cheek and exclaimed." What happened to your face." She moved to touch her cheek. Mary quickly looked for an ointment and applied it on her cheek.

She narrrated everything that had happened in the afternoon. Her friends couldn't help but curse at Rosie. They wished they go met her wherever she was and beat the living out of her.

When it was time for her to go , they hugged her." We are always here if you need us." Mary assured her. She waved at them and they watch her leave until her figure diminished among the crowds.

As days passed, Rosie just wanted Olivia out of the stronghold no matter what. She needed to act fast or the little wench would completely gain the Chief's attention and she will end up being a pain in the neck. She thought of things she could do to her. She sought for ways to make make life miserable for her. She plan to drive her away. She paced the room, the her hands knock off her jewelry box and it fell causing a deafening sound. She bent to pick them up and a idea popped into her mind. She picked one of her jewelleries, it was made off pearls, it wasn't too expensive nor cheap. A perfect chain to use and an evil smile adorned her lips. She had a perfect idea, all she need was a perfect plan and it will work. It not like it was her first time.

Since she had arrived at the stronghold,eeveryone worked for their own benefit. Every one wanted to climb the status ladder, to improve their status or increase their wealth.

She swinged the chain in the air and she knew the prefect scapegoat to use to do her biddings