Wakanda's revelation to the United Nation's panel had turned the press – and the world – upside down.
I was lucky enough to have witnessed the exact moment in which King T'Challa (bless his soul, that man had gone through enough) revealed the true nature of his homeland. As soon as the words left his mouth, the whole room had gone deadly silent. Only until a woman raised her hand to ask the King did the weight of the reveal dawned upon their heads (and mine, too). And that's when questions started pouring in.
I did not ask any. Not that I didn't have any questions in mind, but all I could bring myself to do was to listen.
I learned many things about Wakanda that day. But, turns out, it was only the beginning.
