The sunlight streamed into her room, as she heard the birds begin to chirp. She smelled the shops beginning to make and heard people starting their morning routines outside, like they do everyday. Okoye wished she go about today like it was any other day, but she couldn't. She kept her eyes closed as she remembered what was to happen today. Today was the day her husband stood trial for the actions he had taken during the "Killmonger" incident. She honestly didn't know what to think about the whole thing. She always put her country first, and in that case what W'kabi did was wrong. He helped a new king try to take over the world. She knew he was doing what he thought was right, but she couldn't agree with him. On the other hand, he was her husband and the love of her life. He had put her in a incredibly difficult situation.
Her lieutenants met her outside the royal court. She walked in and took her place next to T'challa. His eyes were asking her a question that she could no longer answer. He looked away from her direction, and addressed the leaders of all the tribes.
"Today, we have gathered to decide the punishment of the border tribe for their participation in Killmongers plan. Their leader, W'kabi is here to plead his case and to receive his punishment."
At that moment, to of the Dora lead W'kabi in the room. He looked horrible. Hs eyes had dark circles around them, and they were bloodshot red. His beard was untidy, and his clothes were wrinkled. He looked as though he hadn't bathed or shaved in days. He had been stripped down to his pants and shirt; any symbolism of rank was gone. The Dora threw him on to his knees as he bowed before his king.
T'challa nodded at W'kabi and the spoke, "Do have anything to say to plead your case or would you like us to go straight to your punishment?"
W'kabi looked up. His facade shattered completely when his eyes landed on the hard face of his wife. He cleared his throat, and began to speak as his voice cracked, "Before any of this happened, you promised me you would bring Klaue back to Wakanda and have him face trial. You failed. You came back home without him and I was angry. I was disappointed and no longer had faith in a king who broke his promises. Killmonger showed up in the midst of my turmoil. He also had with him the body of Klaue. Killmonger was the one to bring me closure for the death of my parents. I felt that since he was able to apprehend Klaue, he was the one who deserved my loyalty. I admit, that my judgement was clouded by anger. I had no right to turn my forces against Wakanda, and I surrendered when I realized what I was doing was hurting Wakanda instead of fixing it. I am truly sorry my king."
T'challa looked at his friend, and then he said, "The tribe leaders and I have discussed your actions at length. We will not punish the Border Tribe. They were following your orders. You are stripped of your title as leader of the border tribe, and your position as royal advisor. Many of the other leaders wished to have you killed or banished forever, but I voted against that. Instead, you will be banished for 10 years. One year for deah you caused. I am aware that many more died, but the eight is for the deaths you directly caused. During your banishment, you are not allowed to enter the borders of Wakanda. The only Wakandans you talk to are the ones who come visit you. Your beads will be taken for the first two years. The rest of the sentence depends on your behavior. That is all W'kabi."
"Thank you, my king," W'kabi said as the Dora escorted him out of the room. Okoye was secretly glad that the leaders had voted not to kill him. Even though he wasn't dead, she had no idea if she was going to visit him. She was too mad, and she had many other things to focus on.
W'kabi was also glad that he was voted not to be killed. He valued his life, but he wondered if it would be worth living after being away from Wakanda for ten years. The Dora had led him to a car that was waiting to take him out of Wakanda. As they drove,he remembered all the good memories of his home. He saw the restaurant he took Okoye on their first date, the park where he proposed to her, and the church the got married in. He smiled sadly realizing that the life he had with her was more than likely over. He was surprised she hadn't filed for divorce yet.
The car drove him to a small village roughly 1,000 miles outside the Wakandan border. There was a house st up with some of his personal thing, that he suspected that Okoye picked out. There was farmland surrounding the little house where he would back his livelihood. He sighed as he realized that it was going to be a long ten years.
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