Father," Mandla began, his voice laced with impatience, "you were once the great

Father," Mandla began, his voice laced with impatience, "you were once the greatest king this land has ever known. Why did you give up your power? Why do you, a king, live as a common man?" Mandla is a 20 years old young prince, he dressed in rich, vibrant robes that signify his royal heritage. He is on a low cut hairstyle His expression is a mix of pride and arrogant pointing at his father His father the old wise king , dressed in a regal buth worn-out attire . Both standing in the edge of the village demonstrating as the day is down and the moonlight shine.