When Zuma arrived at the palace the following morning, he was shocked to see the lady who was arrested yesterday seating inside the palace and sipping from a bottle of liquor in her hand.
"Welcome, please seat down."
Though the seat beside the lady was vacant, the angry mafia chooses to seat some miles off, bowed at the man on the throne and the lady beside him.
"You did a marvellous job over there and am impressed with the changes in the inn in a few days."
"Thank you, your highness."
"Your experience is needed in the palace, so I have decided to promote you and make you the leader of the mafias in charge of the east flank. I hope you will make judicious use of this opportunity."
"Thank you, your highness, for the trust you have in me. I'm happy my little effort was noticed."
"Indeed it is. You have made so many profits, secure the inn more and brought lots of changes in the administration of the Inn. These are achievements that deserved accolades."
"Have buttered up with this speech