DONOVAN

I stood back and watched as Maya walked into the former king's village, a big smile on her face and a basket full of gifts in her hands. She was visiting the elderly king, who had been like a father to me, and I knew that she was excited to see him.

As she approached the king's hut, he looked up and saw her, and his face lit up with joy. "Maya, my dear!" he exclaimed, opening his arms to her.

Maya ran to him, hugging him tightly and presenting him with the gifts she had brought. The king's eyes widened as he took in the array of fruits,...