Love for revenge

Prince Kofi was feared in every corner of the kingdom. His name brought fear into the hearts of the villagers.

He was a prince who liked to show his power. The people worked hard, yet he always asked for more.

If anyone disobeyed him, he would punish them without mercy.Kofi was not like this when he was young. As a boy, he had been kind. But as he grew older, something changed.

He learned from his father, the king, that to rule, he must make people fear him. He became cold, distant, and always angry. The villagers called him the "Wicked Prince."One day, Prince Kofi rode through the village on his horse, as he often did. The people stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads in fear.

They did not dare to look at him. But on that day, someone did not bow.A young woman stood in the middle of the marketplace, her eyes locked on Prince Kofi's. She did not move. She did not show fear.

This was Abena, a village maiden.Kofi was shocked. No one had ever dared to look him in the eyes like that before. Anger surged through him, but also something else-a strange feeling he could not understand. Who was this woman who did not fear him? He felt humiliated that she did not bow, but he was also curious.

He approached her slowly, his eyes narrowing."You dare stand before me without bowing?" Kofi said, his voice cold.Abena did not look away. "I will bow when a leader earns respect, not fear."The crowd gasped. No one had ever spoken to the prince like that. Kofi's anger flared, but he said nothing. He turned and rode away, but the image of Abena stayed in his mind.

Back at the palace, Kofi could not stop thinking about Abena. Her words echoed in his head. How dare she speak to him like that? She would pay for her defiance.

Kofi paced back and forth in his chamber. He wanted to teach her a lesson. He wanted her to feel the pain of being humiliated, just as he had felt in front of the village. But he did not want to punish her the way he did with others. No, he had a better idea."I will make her fall in love with me," Kofi said to himself. "I will make her think I care for her. Then, when she trusts me, I will break her heart. She will regret the day she defied me."Kofi smiled to himself. It was a perfect plan.

He would show her that no one could stand against the prince and win.

The next day, Kofi returned to the village. This time, he acted differently. Instead of being cruel, he helped some villagers carry their heavy loads. He smiled and spoke kindly to the children.

The people were confused. Was this the same prince who always punished them? What had changed?Abena watched from a distance, suspicious of the prince's sudden kindness. She did not trust him.

She had seen his cruelty many times before. Why was he being nice now?Kofi made sure to approach Abena, his smile gentle."I have been thinking about what you said," Kofi told her. "You were right. A leader should earn respect, not force fear.

I want to change."Abena raised an eyebrow. She did not believe him, but she nodded politely. "It's good to hear that," she said.Kofi's smile widened. His plan was working.

Over the next few weeks, Kofi continued to visit the village. He brought food for the hungry, gave money to the poor, and listened to the villagers' problems. Everyone was talking about how the prince had changed.

They started to hope that maybe, just maybe, he was becoming a better leader.But Abena was still unsure.

She had seen his cruelty, and it was hard to forget. She watched him carefully, waiting to see if this new behavior was real or just another trick.One day, Kofi found Abena alone by the river, washing clothes. He walked over to her, trying to act as kind and caring as possible."Abena," he said softly, "I know I have done terrible things.

I am not proud of the way I ruled before. But I want to change. I want to be a better prince, a better man."Abena looked at him, her expression unreadable.

She wasn't sure if she could trust his words.

But there was something in his eyes, something that made her pause."People can change," Abena said, "but it takes time.

Words are easy, Prince Kofi. It's your actions that will show if you are truly different."Kofi nodded, hiding the frustration that was bubbling inside him. He needed her to trust him quickly if his plan was going to work.

But Abena was not easily fooled.As the days passed, Kofi and Abena spent more time together.

They talked about many things-the kingdom, the people, even their childhoods. Kofi found himself enjoying her company more than he expected.

She was smart, strong, and honest. For the first time in a long time, Kofi felt something other than anger and pride.But he could not forget his plan. He had promised himself that he would make her pay for humiliating him. Yet, the more time he spent with her, the harder it became to stick to that plan.

One evening, Kofi stood on the balcony of his palace, looking out over the kingdom. The night was quiet, but his mind was not.

He was torn between his desire for revenge and the strange feelings growing in his heart.Abena was different from anyone he had ever met. She was not afraid of him, and she spoke to him as if he were just another man, not a prince. He had never felt so confused in his life.

Kofi thought about the day they first met. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to break her spirit. But now, when he thought of hurting her, it didn't feel right. It felt... wrong.

For the first time, Kofi questioned himself.

Was revenge really what he wanted? Or had Abena somehow changed him without him even realizing it?

Prince Kofi continued visiting the village, and with each visit, his confusion grew. What had started as a plan for revenge was becoming something more.

He wasn't sure what was happening to him, but whenever he was near Abena, he felt different-lighter, more peaceful. His anger, which used to be so strong, began to fade.Despite this, Kofi tried to stick to his plan.

He reminded himself of the humiliation she had caused him in front of the villagers. His pride demanded that he make her pay, but each time he looked into Abena's eyes, it became harder to follow through with his scheme.One day, as they sat by the river, Kofi found himself opening up in a way he had never done before. Abena had a way of making him feel safe, like he could be honest without fear of judgment."I wasn't always this way, you know," Kofi began, his voice soft, surprising even himself with the sudden admission.

Abena turned to him, listening closely. "What do you mean?""When I was young, I was different," Kofi continued, looking down at his hands. "I wasn't cruel. I didn't want to hurt anyone.

But my father... he taught me that a prince must be feared to be respected. I followed his teachings, and over time, I became someone I didn't recognize."Abena was quiet for a moment, then she spoke. "Fear and respect are not the same, Kofi. Real respect comes from how you treat people, not from making them afraid of you."Kofi nodded slowly.

He had heard these words before, but hearing them from Abena made them feel real for the first time.

He was beginning to realize that maybe his father had been wrong. Maybe there was a different way to rule.

As they continued talking, Kofi felt the weight of his old plan pressing down on him. He had intended to hurt Abena, to break her heart as she had broken his pride.

But now, sitting beside her, he couldn't imagine going through with it.Kofi was changing, but he wasn't sure if it was enough. Could someone like him really become good? Could Abena ever forgive him if she knew the truth?