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Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 8

Warning: explicit sex scene, oral sex

Chapter Fifteen

With much protest, Attuma was able to get Okoye to laid down and rest. He had promised Shuri, he would do so. He stood over her as she slept, no sooner than her head hit the pillow she drifted off. He left her to explore what he would be calling his home, wife his wife. His wife, had a new meaning for him. To him, it meant; no more loneliness. He was by himself in this world, and literally, neither was she, as they were bound to each other; mind, body, and spiritually.

He went outside and stood on the porch, taking this opportunity to get a true layout of the land. He searched for Mbandi, but saw she was nowhere around. But other rhinos were scattered about grazing in the fields. He was glad to be away from the chaos, and enjoy the tranquility of the surroundings of this place.

He went back inside and to Okoye, removing everything but his rebreather apparatus. Then laid next to her, while instinctively she snuggled close to him, with her head on his bare chest. He couldn’t help but smile, overjoyed with finally being there with her. He kissed her softly on the forehead, thinking of when they are able to mate, it will make it that more gratifying.

Then he remembered something Namor had said about Namora being gone. That wasn’t like her to desert Namor, unless she got a glimpse of the monster he ha tried to warn her, Namor is. That would probably be the thing that would send her away. But, he couldn’t help to worry about her out there alone.

“Where are you, Sister?” He expressed to himself.

“What you say, my love?” Okoye asked, hearing him whispering something. He looked down at her, staring up at him.

“Now my wife,” he lied. “Go back to sleep and rest.” Her eyes opened wider and looked him in his eyes, and saw his concern about something.

“Please, my love,” she partially raised up to get a better look at his face. “Let’s not ever withhold anything from each other. Your pain is mine, your joy is mine, and your concerns, are ours. What is bothering you?” He looked at her and wondered if he could love her anymore as he did at this moment.

“Just something that bothered me, something Namor said while we fought.” He told her.

“Is there not anything he says, that won’t be a bother?” She adjusted herself further up him.

“Yes, but this time it alarmed me,” he wrapped an arm about her, as she had move a little up aligned with his shoulder. He begin to massage her shoulder, while thinking. She rested her had on his midsection, and realized it was bare, then she moved it down further, touching his thigh. Her eyes widen, discovering he was next to her in the nude. Oh, for Bast sake, she thought to herself.

“What did he say, that has you so concerned?” She inquired, trying to distract the fact, this magnificent man, who happens to be hers; was laying next to her displaying everything. that could give her the most time of her life.

“Namora,” he revealed. “She is gone.” Attuma never noticed where her hand had rested, still in his thoughts about Namora. , he didn’t pay attention, that her hand had crept into his over his manhood, since he slept in the nude.

“Gone? Where?” She asked, as her hand crept a little closer to his manhood to get a full idea, with what she could look forward to.

“I don’t know, and I am worried about her,” he told her, then realizing where her hand had touched him. He let out a groan and stared at her surprised. “What are you doing?” She gave him a grin. Her hands were working magic, he forgot about the conversation and flipped her over unto her back. “I wanted you to get your strength back so you can enjoy our mating.

“I don’t want to wait,” she gazed into his eyes, wanting him. He looked at her, and saw she was pleading, and that is not what he ever wants her to do.

“But I made a promise to Shut I not to allow you to over exert yourself,” he reminded her.

“Shuri and you have to understand,” she said. “I am not as fragile as either of you think. Besides, you should know how to do this without any exertion on my part. Can you?” She gazed into his eyes, searching for an answer. She found it as this interesting smile came over his face.

”Hmm” is all she could respond.

“I will give you what you desire, me,” he said to her. “But enough for you to rest, my wife.” With that being said, he leaned in and covered her mouth with his own, kissing her with passion she had ever know. Their dream state kisses couldn’t prepare her for what real time would play out before her.

She didn’t take in consideration; super human’s making love, is not the same as regular human’s lovemaking. Every kiss, every touch, and every joining together will be more intense. So, she wasn’t ready for him, and his unbounding affection; he was about to unleash on her. Even though, it will only be a sample of what’s to come.

Okoye moaned into his mouth, his hands moved above her breasts, a tingling flowed into one, then to the other. He raised his head disconnecting their lips, and kissed cheek, then her chin, her neck and to her breast, as his hands made their journey down her body, sending a sensation through it.

His long tongue moved over one breast, then to the other; causing her nipples to rise up. She groaned, and maybe uttered his name once or twice. This excited him more, knowing he was pleasing her. He did this thing with his tongue, that made her body shuddered.

His hand had reached its destination and moved over her clit, causing her to shift her hips slightly, he caught that and decided to play there some more. He was studying what aroused her and gave her the most pleasure, and made a mental note. She groaned with feeling his hand gently massaging the area, doing tricks she had never experienced. She moved her legs further apart, as his finger traveled into her touching everything he moved across, and taking his time.

She felt an interesting sensation light her up down there, her hips bucked when he lifted them to easy access and begin to kiss her as he had on her lips. She may have squealed, or more like screamed, an oh Attuma; or something in that manner. His tongue did anything and everything to make her call out, one way or another. He found her doing this, fueled him on.

He tasted of the sweet juices that flowed from her, persuading him to give her more. He was like a hungry beast, ravishing its prey; sending shockwaves through her body and shaking her very core. she realized how much her body had been taking to new height, and was releasing an overflow of herself.

Attuma drank intoxicated from her sensual fluids, now flowing freely. He was like a vacuum, sucking in anything that touched his lips. Again, she called to him out him; to stop, or continue. Hell, she didn’t know, she was going out of her mind. He was as prestigious in his skills, as he exhibited that night on the bridge; focus and precise.

Maybe he was right, and she should have regained more of her strength. But damn, if this is him being gentle; what will it be like, when he gives it his all? She continued releasing herself, not able to control it; his tongued lapped up the remaining residue. Her body went limp, and he came over her; placing himself adjacent to her, and between her legs.

He slowly moved his hips, as if swimming in the ocean, and joined them as one. He lifted her into his arms cradled her head in his one hand, kissing her tenderly. He knew she was exhausted and needed to end it, but he had to finish what had been started. His kiss was so relaxing, and soothing; her body received him as he inched his way into her, stretching her inner walls to their limits. It was pleasure without pain, they fit together like a glove to a hand.

He made her feel so loved and adored; he was all she would ever need. He severed the kiss, gazing into her eyes, and saw he had done his job. He released himself into her, giving all his fervor within him and into her. He felt so warm sliding along her smooth tissue, she countered with her own. He rolled over unto his back, and brought her on top of him. She laid on him listless, his arms holding her in place. He gingerly kissed the top of her head.

“If this is the vibe,” her voice barely a whisper. “It was exhilarating.”

“I did not vibe us, yet,” he informed her. She slightly lifted her head upwards to stare him in the face.

“What?” she questioned. “Not the vibe? Then what would call it?”

“You would not have withstood it. I just did what you call loving you,” he explained.

“Oooh, Goddess, help me,” she exclaimed; and laid her head back on his chest. He smiled. ‘If this wasn’t vibe, what is that going to be like?’ She thought to herself. Attuma had thoughts of when they did vibe, and what it will be like; if this was a sample.

M'Baku tooK a leave of absence from his kingly duties, and flew to a secluded beach; to enjoy some him time. He walked along the shore; the waves moving over the sand, then back out to sea. The beautiful sunset coming into display; the moon lingered in the background, ready to make its appearance. The landscape was so enticing, shroud in its tranquility.

The mountains were what touched him the most. His longing to for days pass of him ruling the Jabari tribe; separate from the rest of the Wakandans. But that was then, and this is now. He strolled down further along the, his guards ordered to hold back, and allow how him some space.

Then he noticed something laying on the beach, half out of the water. It was someone in need of help. He ran to the tiny figure and saw they were Talokanil, from the skin tone. He gently turned her over, seeing it was a female. He recognized her right off.

“Namora?” He called to her. “Where is your breathing mask?” He noticed it wasn’t present. He quickly picked her up in his arms and carried her into the water, placing her under, while he continued to hold her. She took it in feeling herself being revitalized, she slipped out of his arms.

“King M'Baku,” she acknowledged him by name. “What are you doing so far from your throne?”

“I asked you first,” he replied. “Where is your breathing mask? And if I may ask, where were you when Attuma and Namor had a battle for the throne?” She gave him this surprise expression.

“Battle for the throne?” She looked about, then at him. “Attuma or none of us in Talokan would try to overthrow our K'uk'ulkan.” She said, then seem to be fading.

“He won but didn’t assume the throne on one condition,” he informed her.

“He didn’t?” She smiled at that news. “I knew he wouldn’t, unless it was necessary. What was the condition?”

“That he never come after Wakanda again,” he answered. She nodded in approvable. Then collapsed, M'Baku caught her in his arms.

“What’s wrong, Namora?” He inquired. “You want me to send for Namor?” She squirmed in his arms to get away, but she was too weak. Besides, M'Baku strength was too strong for her on her best days.

“No, please no,” she was emphatic. He didn’t know what was going on with Namor and her, but he would respect her wishes.

“Want me to contact Attuma?” He thought she would be more acceptable to him.

“Attuma? You know where he is?” She was sinking.

“Yes, he’s one of us now, with his wife Okoye,” he informed her, he could see whatever happened wasn’t good.

“Then I too will be apart of you,” she said verily able to speak. “But promise me, not even Attuma will know my whereabouts, until I am ready.” Before he could promise, she fainted. M'Baku race towards his men; and order them on the jet.

“Get us to the lab,” he commanded the pilot. He just hopes they could make it in time. Shuri will know what to do.

“So, about Namora,” Okoye laid next to him with her head on his chest.

“I need to find her,” he told her.

“No, we need to find her,” she told him. He looked down at her and smiled, never had he been so happy to have her in his life.

Links:

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 1

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 2

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 3

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 4

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 5

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 6

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 7

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meret118 · 2 years ago

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HORSES NEIGHED AND FIRES CRACKLED as Queen Tamar of Georgia walked among her troops on the eve of battle in July 1203. Her enemies outnumbered her soldiers nearly two to one. Still, the queen did not waver as she spoke words of courage to the assembled army. In a show of humility, she stood before them barefoot while wearing lavish garments full of religious symbolism to inspire a righteous bravery in all who saw her. As she finished her rousing speech, hardy, battle-worn soldiers stood, raised their spears, and shouted, “To our king!” The next day, the Georgian army decimated their foe.

In the late 12th and early 13th centuries, Tamar the Great ushered in Georgia’s golden age. She expanded borders, oversaw massive architectural projects, and helped define the kingdom’s unique identity at the crossroads of East and West. She sat on war councils and, as one chronicler wrote, “took counsel with them, not like a helpless person, or a woman, and did not neglect the dictates of reason.”

As father/daughter historians Jonathan and Emily Jordan demonstrate in their book, War Queens: Extraordinary Women Who Ruled the Battlefield, Tamar was far from history’s only warrior queen. The pair recently launched a new podcast with Diversion Audio (also called War Queens) where they dig into all the twists and bloody turns of Tamar’s story alongside other battle-hardened queens.

Atlas Obscura sat down with Emily Jordan to talk about why Italian philosopher Niccolò Machiavelli had it out for her favorite fortress-seizing countess, an African queen who went toe-to-toe with Portuguese enslavers, and why so often these women’s stories go overlooked.

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Who is your favorite person you highlight in the book or on the podcast? And why?

I think in terms of courage, I’d have to say Caterina Sforza. She’s really just an incredible Renaissance woman. She learned all about medicine, botany. She got to interact with Botticelli and Da Vinci. She went to people during times of plague with medicines that she created and studied. My favorite story about her is when her husband’s political interests were compromised when the pope died. Her husband was a paranoid, vicious man, but his family member was the pope. And when the pope passed away, that got Caterina thinking, “We may not be confirmed as the ruler of this city, of Imola.”

So she rides down to Rome, while pregnant, in her early twenties, and she takes hold of this great fortress, Castel Sant’Angelo. The cardinals have to cross in front of the castle on this big bridge to get over to Vatican City. So she points the cannons right at them and says. “Rome, hold up. Stop. I’m in charge.” She stops all of Rome and stops the cardinals from electing a new pope until they confirm her and her husband’s titles. The fact that she did this in her early twenties while pregnant is insane to me.

Did any of these war queens have experience in battle?

Queen Njinga Mbandi of Ndongo-Matamba [two African kingdoms located in present-day Angola] is by far the most physically capable of all the women we write about. Very few of our women really had a lot of hand-to-hand combat experience; Caterina Sforza had a little bit. But Njinga [sometimes spelled “Nzinga”] would charge into battle with her people. She lived during the 17th century and was the leader of her tribe. She had an older brother who was in power before her, but she was a better hand-to-hand combat fighter, leader, and diplomat, so she kind of takes charge. She was this amazing chameleon and takes on different types of cultures in order to unite her people.

She was trained to do this martial art. It’s linked to the Brazilian art of capoeira where you almost do dances as exercises, jumping side to side out of the way of arrows and bullets. Certain scholars even claim that a part of the art, called ginga [pronounced and sometimes spelled “jinga”], is named after her. Their main weapon was a form of battle axe, and she was really well-trained with that axe as well.

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juniorogladiador44 · 1 month ago

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Aprendemos sobre a Rainha Elizabeth da Inglaterra na escola, mas nunca aprendemos sobre nossas próprias Rainhas na África.

8 maiores rainhas africanas que você deve aprender sobre elas.

1)- Rainha Amina de Zaria, Nigéria 🇳🇬

2)- Rainha Makeda de Sabá, Etiópia 🇪🇹

3)- Rainha Kandake, Sudão 🇸🇩

4)- Rainha Nefertiti do antigo Kemet, Egito 🇪🇬

5)- Rainha Asantewa do reino Ashanti, Gana 🇬🇭

6)- Rainha Nandi do reino Zulu, África do Sul 🇿🇦

7)- Rainha Moremi do reino Ile-Ife, Nigéria 🇳🇬.

😎 Nzinga Mbandi, Angola 🇦🇴

Estas são rainhas que existiram, mas nunca ensinaram sobre elas na história da escola.

Créditos:

Centro de Formação Técnico Profissional IS. Huambo

REAT Rádio Estudantil Angolana de Transmissões

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faroukpandor · 2 months ago

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Queen Nzinga: The Fierce Diplomat and Warrior of Angola

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Queen Nzinga (1583–1663) is an iconic figure in African history, renowned for her fierce resistance against Portuguese colonialism in Angola. As the queen of the Ndongo and Matamba kingdoms, Nzinga employed diplomacy, military strategy, and cunning negotiation skills to fight for her people's autonomy. Her legacy as a leader, diplomat, and warrior has made her a symbol of resistance and empowerment, not only in Angola but across the African continent and the diaspora.

This article delves into Nzinga's life, her strategies in the fight against colonialism, and her enduring legacy in contemporary discussions of leadership, gender, and colonial resistance. Through her actions, Queen Nzinga exemplifies the complexities of resistance and the role of women in the fight for freedom and dignity. ✊🏿🌍 #QueenNzinga #AfricanHistory #ColonialResistance

Introduction: The Context of Colonial Angola

During the late 16th and early 17th centuries, Portuguese colonial ambitions expanded into Central Africa, particularly in present-day Angola. The Portuguese sought to exploit the region’s resources and establish control over trade routes. This colonial expansion led to the subjugation of various African kingdoms, including the Ndongo and Matamba, which were home to powerful leaders and rich cultures.

Queen Nzinga emerged as a formidable opponent to this colonial onslaught. Born into the royal family of Ndongo, her lineage provided her with a strong foundation for leadership. As a member of the Mbundu people, she witnessed firsthand the impacts of colonial violence and enslavement, which shaped her resolve to resist Portuguese encroachment. 🌍⚔️ #ColonialHistory #Angola

Nzinga’s Early Life and Rise to Power

Nzinga was born around 1583 in the Kingdom of Ndongo. Historical accounts indicate that she was educated in the ways of governance, warfare, and diplomacy from a young age. She was known for her intelligence, strength, and charisma, qualities that would later define her reign.

Upon the death of her brother, King Ngola Mbandi, Nzinga assumed the throne in 1624. Her ascension was not without challenges, as she faced opposition from within the royal court and external threats from Portuguese forces. Nzinga's determination to secure her kingdom’s independence and her people’s dignity became her guiding principles. 💪🏿👑 #WomenInLeadership #AngolanHistory

The Diplomatic Warrior

One of Nzinga’s most significant contributions to her people was her adeptness at diplomacy. Understanding the necessity of forming alliances, she engaged in negotiations with the Portuguese to secure favorable terms for her kingdom. Nzinga famously traveled to Luanda in 1622 to meet with the Portuguese governor, where she demonstrated her political acumen by dressing in a manner that challenged gender norms.

During the meeting, she reportedly refused to sit on the floor as expected, instead insisting on a chair to assert her status as a queen. This encounter highlighted her strength as a negotiator and her refusal to be marginalized. Through diplomacy, she sought to delay the Portuguese advance while she strengthened her military capabilities. 🇦🇴🤝 #Diplomacy #Courage

Military Strategies Against Portuguese Colonialism

While Nzinga excelled in diplomacy, she also proved to be a brilliant military strategist. After negotiations with the Portuguese failed to yield satisfactory outcomes, she took up arms to defend her kingdom. Nzinga mobilized her forces and organized a series of military campaigns against the Portuguese.

Her strategies included guerrilla warfare, utilizing the element of surprise, and employing local knowledge of the terrain. Nzinga's forces were known for their tenacity, and her ability to inspire loyalty among her troops was a testament to her leadership. Under her command, the Ndongo and Matamba armies engaged in several battles, achieving notable victories against the Portuguese. ⚔️🌿 #GuerrillaWarfare #WarriorQueen

Alliances and Resistance

Nzinga recognized the importance of forging alliances to strengthen her resistance against the Portuguese. She formed strategic partnerships with neighboring tribes and kingdoms, including the Imbangala warriors, known for their formidable fighting skills. These alliances were crucial in bolstering her military strength and expanding her influence in the region.

Nzinga's resistance against colonial forces was not merely a military endeavor; it was also a cultural one. She sought to unify her people against a common enemy, fostering a sense of identity and resilience among the Ndongo and Matamba. Her leadership became synonymous with the struggle for freedom and autonomy, inspiring generations to come. 🌍🤝 #Alliances #CulturalResistance

Nzinga’s Legacy and Symbolism

Queen Nzinga’s legacy transcends her historical context, making her a symbol of resistance and empowerment for women and marginalized communities. Her defiance against colonialism and her innovative leadership style have inspired movements for social justice and equity both in Africa and the global diaspora.

Nzinga is often cited in discussions about feminism and African leadership. Her life story exemplifies the complexities of gender, power, and resistance, challenging traditional narratives that often overlook the contributions of women in history. In contemporary African politics, her legacy continues to resonate, encouraging women to engage in leadership and advocacy. 👩🏿‍🎤🌟 #Feminism #WomenInHistory

Cultural Representations of Nzinga

Nzinga’s story has been preserved in various cultural forms, including literature, theater, and music. Her legacy is celebrated through festivals and public commemorations, ensuring that her contributions to the fight for independence are not forgotten.

In Angola, Queen Nzinga is honored as a national hero, and her image is often used in political discourse surrounding issues of sovereignty, identity, and social justice. The narrative of Nzinga has been retold in novels and films, reinforcing her status as a cultural icon. These representations serve as a reminder of the ongoing struggles against colonial legacies and the importance of honoring historical figures who fought for freedom. 🎭📚 #CulturalIcon #Heroine

Conclusion: The Enduring Spirit of Queen Nzinga

Queen Nzinga’s life and legacy exemplify the fierce spirit of resistance that characterizes the African struggle against colonialism. Her ability to navigate the complex interplay of diplomacy and warfare, coupled with her commitment to her people's autonomy, has solidified her status as a legendary figure in history.

Nzinga’s story encourages us to reflect on the ongoing fight for freedom and justice in various contexts around the world. As we honor her legacy, we are reminded of the vital role women play in leadership, advocacy, and resistance. Queen Nzinga remains an enduring symbol of empowerment and resilience, inspiring future generations to stand firm against oppression and pursue justice. 🌍✊🏿 #QueenNzinga #LegacyOfResistance

References

M’bogo, M. (2004). Queen Nzinga: The Woman Who Defied the Portuguese. The African Diaspora Press.

Ramos, J. (1990). The Angolan Resistance and the Legacy of Queen Nzinga. Journal of Southern African Studies, 16(3), 453-468.

Silva, A. A. (2013). Nzinga of Angola: A Historical Perspective. African Studies Quarterly, 15(2), 47-67.

Houghton, H. (2009). "Nzinga, Queen of Angola: A Study of Colonial Resistance." International Journal of African Historical Studies, 42(1), 39-61.

Vail, L. J., & White, L. (1989). Power and Resistance in an African Society: The Case of the Ndongo Kingdom, 1550–1750. Journal of African History, 30(2), 203-223.

Roberts, A. (1999). Revolutionary Women: Gender and the Politics of Resistance in Africa. Feminist Review, 61, 78-97.

Adebanwi, W. (2017). Queen Nzinga: A Model of Leadership for Women in Africa Today. African Studies Review, 60(2), 1-12.

Lihamba, A. (2009). "Queen Nzinga: Gender and Politics in Angola." Journal of Southern African Studies, 35(2), 325-343.

Further Research and Exploration

For readers interested in further exploring Queen Nzinga’s legacy and impact, consider investigating the following topics:

Women in African Leadership: Examine the roles of other female leaders in Africa who resisted colonialism and how their stories intersect with Nzinga’s.

Colonial Legacies in Africa: Explore the ongoing effects of colonialism in Angola and other African nations, drawing connections to Nzinga’s resistance.

Cultural Narratives and Representation: Analyze how cultural narratives about Queen Nzinga have evolved over time and their implications for contemporary social movements.

Gender and Resistance: Investigate the role of gender in resistance movements across the African continent, highlighting the contributions of women.

Modern Political Contexts: Explore how Queen Nzinga’s legacy influences contemporary discussions about leadership, empowerment, and social justice in Angola and beyond.

Conclusion

Queen Nzinga’s indomitable spirit of resistance continues to inspire individuals and movements around the world. Her life story is a testament to the power of courage, diplomacy, and strategic leadership in the face of oppression. As we celebrate her legacy, we are reminded of the importance of standing up for justice, equity, and the dignity of all people. 🌍✊🏿 #NzingaLives #Empowerment

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presscafeworld · 2 months ago

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Queen Nzinga of Ndongo and Matamba: The Warrior Queen Who Resisted Colonialism

Abstract

Queen Nzinga Mbande (1583–1663) is celebrated as one of the most powerful and strategic leaders in African history. As queen of the Ndongo and Matamba kingdoms in present-day Angola, she is renowned for her military tactics and diplomacy in resisting Portuguese colonial encroachment during the 17th century. Nzinga’s reign is characterized by her efforts to protect her people from enslavement and her persistent struggle to maintain the sovereignty of her kingdom in the face of European domination.

This article explores Queen Nzinga's political, military, and diplomatic strategies in opposing Portuguese expansion. It delves into her early life, ascension to power, military leadership, and her unique position as a woman leading a nation in the midst of colonial aggression. Her enduring legacy as a symbol of anti-colonial resistance continues to resonate in contemporary discussions on African sovereignty, women's leadership, and decolonization movements. 👑🔥 #QueenNzinga #AfricanResistance

Introduction: Historical Context of the Ndongo and Matamba Kingdoms

The Kingdoms of Ndongo and Matamba were located in the region of modern-day Angola, a part of Central Africa that came under increasing pressure from Portuguese expansion during the late 16th and early 17th centuries. The Portuguese sought to dominate the region for its wealth in slaves, which were exported to Brazil and other colonies as part of the transatlantic slave trade. In their efforts to gain control over the region, the Portuguese faced significant resistance from African rulers, none more formidable than Queen Nzinga.

Nzinga was born into a royal family in Ndongo at a time when the kingdom was already under threat from Portuguese forces and their allies. From an early age, Nzinga was exposed to the complexities of diplomacy and warfare, as her father, King Kiluanji Kia Samba, struggled to maintain the independence of his kingdom. It was against this backdrop of political instability, warfare, and enslavement that Nzinga emerged as one of Africa's most capable leaders. 🌍 #AfricanHistory #PreColonialAfrica

Nzinga’s Early Life and Rise to Power

Nzinga Mbande was born in 1583 to the royal family of Ndongo. According to historical records, she was a bright and intelligent child, well-versed in statecraft and trained in warfare from a young age. Nzinga's father, King Kiluanji Kia Samba, recognized her talents and often involved her in diplomatic missions. Nzinga’s early exposure to the intricacies of diplomacy, combined with her military training, prepared her for the leadership role she would assume in later years.

Her rise to power came after the death of her brother, King Ngola Mbandi, who reportedly committed suicide under the pressures of ongoing conflict with the Portuguese. In some accounts, Nzinga played a key role in securing her ascension to the throne, either through political maneuvering or direct intervention. After taking control, Nzinga quickly established herself as a skilled diplomat and warrior, negotiating with the Portuguese while simultaneously preparing for military resistance. 🛡️⚔️ #WarriorQueen #NzingaLeadership

Diplomatic Genius: The Treaty with the Portuguese

Nzinga’s first significant act as queen was negotiating a peace treaty with the Portuguese in 1622. In an iconic moment of diplomacy, Nzinga arrived at a meeting with Portuguese officials, where she famously refused to sit on the floor (a sign of subjugation). Instead, she ordered one of her attendants to kneel and serve as a human seat, thereby asserting her equal status with the Portuguese representatives. This act of defiance exemplified Nzinga’s shrewd diplomatic acumen and her unwillingness to accept the inferior status that the colonizers sought to impose on African leaders. 💪🏿👑 #PowerMoves #Diplomacy

The treaty provided temporary relief from Portuguese aggression and allowed Nzinga to consolidate her power. However, the Portuguese soon violated the agreement, resuming their efforts to subjugate Ndongo and capture its people for the slave trade. Nzinga responded by allying herself with rival powers and engaging in guerrilla warfare against the Portuguese, showcasing her adaptability and strategic brilliance.

Queen Nzinga’s Military Tactics and Guerrilla Warfare

Nzinga was not only a master of diplomacy but also a highly skilled military tactician. After the Portuguese violated their treaty and resumed their expansionist ambitions, Nzinga relocated her capital to the neighboring Kingdom of Matamba, a region known for its strong resistance to foreign rule. From Matamba, Nzinga launched a series of military campaigns against the Portuguese and their African allies.

One of Nzinga’s most significant accomplishments was forming alliances with various groups, including the Imbangala warriors, who were known for their fierce combat skills. Nzinga also allied with the Dutch, who were rivals of the Portuguese in the region. By leveraging these alliances, she was able to resist Portuguese advances for decades, making her one of the most effective military leaders of her time. 🛡️🌍 #MilitaryLeader #AfricanWarriors

Nzinga’s military strategy often relied on guerrilla warfare tactics. She and her army would strike Portuguese settlements and military outposts in surprise attacks, retreating into the dense Angolan forests where they were difficult to pursue. This type of warfare, coupled with her strategic alliances, allowed Nzinga to frustrate Portuguese efforts to subdue her kingdom. Even after suffering defeats, Nzinga’s resilience and tactical retreats ensured that her kingdom remained a thorn in the side of Portuguese expansion for many years. #GuerillaTactics #AntiColonialResistance

Leadership in the Face of Internal Challenges

Nzinga’s reign was not without its internal challenges. As a female ruler in a patriarchal society, she faced opposition from both within and outside her kingdom. Some of her male contemporaries and members of the nobility questioned her legitimacy as a leader. Despite these challenges, Nzinga maintained her authority through a combination of political savvy, military success, and her reputation for ruthlessness against enemies. Nzinga's willingness to lead her troops into battle further solidified her status as a warrior queen and earned her the respect of her people. 👩🏿‍⚖️⚔️ #WomenInPower #NzingaWarriorQueen

Gender and Power: Nzinga as a Female Ruler in a Patriarchal Society

Queen Nzinga’s reign stands as a remarkable example of female leadership in a male-dominated world. At a time when women were largely excluded from political and military power in most parts of the world, Nzinga defied traditional gender roles and became one of the most powerful figures in Central Africa. Her ability to wield both political and military authority challenged the patriarchal norms of her society and set a precedent for future African female leaders.

Nzinga’s gender was both an asset and a liability. While her unique position as a female ruler enabled her to cultivate a distinctive leadership style, it also made her a target of criticism and opposition from male leaders, both African and European. However, Nzinga navigated these challenges with remarkable skill, using her intelligence and charisma to win the loyalty of her people and the respect of her adversaries. 🌿👑 #FemaleEmpowerment #GenderAndPower

Nzinga’s legacy as a feminist icon is increasingly recognized in modern scholarship. She has become a symbol of female resistance to both colonialism and patriarchy. Her leadership demonstrates that women have always played crucial roles in Africa’s political and military history, even when constrained by societal expectations. Nzinga's story challenges the misconception that African women were passive observers in the face of colonial encroachment. #FeministIcon #WomenInHistory

Resistance to the Slave Trade

One of the central aspects of Queen Nzinga’s legacy is her resistance to the transatlantic slave trade. The Portuguese were heavily involved in the slave trade in Angola, capturing and exporting tens of thousands of Africans to Brazil and other colonies. Nzinga opposed the enslavement of her people and made it a cornerstone of her resistance against Portuguese colonialism.

In her efforts to resist the slave trade, Nzinga worked to establish alliances with other African leaders who were similarly opposed to the practice. She also sought to create safe havens for those who had escaped enslavement, resettling them in her kingdom of Matamba. Her stance against the slave trade made Nzinga a symbol of resistance to the dehumanization and exploitation that accompanied European colonization in Africa. 🛑✊🏿 #AbolishSlavery #AntiSlaveTrade

Diplomacy, Religion, and the Role of Christianity

Queen Nzinga’s engagement with Christianity presents a complex aspect of her legacy. While she was initially baptized as a Christian during her early negotiations with the Portuguese, Nzinga’s relationship with the religion was pragmatic. She used her Christian faith as a tool for diplomacy, attempting to gain favor with European powers while simultaneously maintaining her traditional beliefs.

Nzinga’s use of Christianity highlights the way African rulers navigated the imposition of foreign religions during the colonial period. For Nzinga, Christianity was a means to an end—a way to secure alliances and protect her kingdom from foreign invasion. At the same time, she remained deeply rooted in indigenous African spiritual practices, blending the two systems in a way that reflected the hybrid nature of African resistance to colonialism. 🌿✝️ #ReligionAndPolitics #AfricanChristianity

Legacy of Queen Nzinga: A Symbol of African Resistance

Queen Nzinga’s enduring legacy is that of a fearless leader who defied the odds to protect her people from colonial exploitation. Her political and military acumen, combined with her skillful diplomacy, allowed her to maintain the independence of her kingdom in the face of overwhelming odds. Nzinga’s reign was a beacon of hope for other African leaders who sought to resist European domination during the colonial era.

Nzinga became an icon of African resistance, not just in Angola, but across the continent. Her fierce determination to preserve the sovereignty of her people against the overwhelming forces of the Portuguese colonial machine serves as an enduring example of leadership, resilience, and strategic brilliance. 🌍👑 #NzingaLives #ResistColonialism

Nzinga’s Influence on Pan-Africanism and Modern Movements

Queen Nzinga's legacy has transcended her time and place, becoming a symbol for modern Pan-Africanist movements and anti-colonial resistance across Africa and the African diaspora. Her story has been reclaimed by contemporary movements that seek to decolonize African histories, rewrite narratives of oppression, and celebrate African agency in the face of colonialism.

For Pan-Africanists, Nzinga represents the embodiment of African unity and resistance against foreign domination. She has become an inspirational figure for movements such as the African liberation struggles of the 20th century, when African nations fought to free themselves from European colonial powers. Leaders such as Kwame Nkrumah, Patrice Lumumba, and Julius Nyerere often invoked the legacies of pre-colonial African leaders like Nzinga to inspire their people in their own struggles for independence. 🖤✊🏿 #PanAfricanism #AfricanUnity

Moreover, Nzinga’s legacy resonates with the African diaspora, especially in places like the Caribbean and Brazil, where the descendants of enslaved Africans have long sought to reconnect with their African heritage. Nzinga’s life is a powerful reminder of African resistance to the brutalities of slavery and colonization, making her a revered figure in Afro-descendant communities. For activists in the Black Lives Matter movement and other social justice efforts, Nzinga’s struggle for freedom from European domination mirrors contemporary fights for racial justice, equality, and liberation. 🌊✊🏽 #BlackHistory #NzingaInspires

Feminist Reinterpretations of Queen Nzinga

As one of the few documented female monarchs in African history who led armies and engaged in high-stakes diplomacy, Nzinga’s legacy has been increasingly reinterpreted through the lens of feminist scholarship. Feminist historians and activists today celebrate Nzinga as a pioneering figure in African women's leadership, highlighting how she navigated and challenged the gender norms of her time.

Nzinga’s ascension to power and her ability to maintain authority in a patriarchal society mark her as a trailblazer for women in leadership roles. Her story counters the traditional historical narratives that often marginalize or exclude women from positions of power, particularly in pre-colonial Africa. As a warrior queen, Nzinga led armies into battle, governed her people with wisdom and strength, and made decisions that impacted the geopolitical landscape of Central Africa. 💪🏿👩🏿‍🦱 #FeministIcon #WomenInLeadership

Nzinga’s example also underscores the importance of African women’s contributions to resistance movements. In a historical era dominated by male rulers, Nzinga defied expectations and demonstrated that women were equally capable of ruling, strategizing, and defending their nations. Feminist scholars and activists in Africa and beyond increasingly recognize Nzinga’s contributions to the feminist discourse and celebrate her as a symbol of empowerment for women fighting against patriarchy and colonialism today. #WomenInHistory #NzingaFeministLegacy

Queen Nzinga’s Cultural and Political Impact in Angola

In Angola, Queen Nzinga holds a revered place in national consciousness. Her leadership during the 17th century is remembered as a foundational period in the history of resistance to colonial rule. She is recognized as one of Angola’s national heroines, and her legacy is celebrated annually in cultural festivals, educational curricula, and historical commemorations.

Modern Angolan leaders have often invoked Nzinga’s name and legacy as a rallying cry for national pride, particularly during the struggle for independence from Portuguese rule in the mid-20th century. During the Angolan War of Independence (1961–1974), Nzinga’s defiance against the Portuguese was frequently cited as an inspiration for freedom fighters resisting the continuation of colonial domination. 🔥🌍 #AngolanIndependence #NzingaLegacy

Even today, Queen Nzinga is seen as a cultural icon in Angola. Statues and monuments dedicated to her memory stand in Luanda, the capital city, as well as in her former stronghold of Matamba. Schools, streets, and public institutions are named in her honor, ensuring that future generations of Angolans continue to learn about and be inspired by her courageous resistance. 🎉👑 #NzingaInAngola #NationalHeroine

Conclusion: Queen Nzinga’s Enduring Legacy

Queen Nzinga of Ndongo and Matamba remains one of Africa’s most influential historical figures, celebrated for her fierce resistance to Portuguese colonialism, her astute diplomacy, and her military genius. Her reign represents a pivotal chapter in the history of African resistance to European imperialism, and her life serves as a powerful reminder of the agency and leadership of African women in pre-colonial societies.

Nzinga’s story is one of courage, resilience, and defiance in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds. Despite the challenges posed by internal opposition, patriarchal norms, and the relentless aggression of the Portuguese, Nzinga maintained the independence of her kingdom for decades. Her legacy as a warrior queen and a defender of African sovereignty continues to inspire not only Angolans but also people across Africa and the diaspora. 🌍✊🏾 #NzingaForever #AfricanSovereignty

As a symbol of resistance against colonialism and the transatlantic slave trade, Nzinga's life is an enduring testament to the power of leadership, strategic brilliance, and the importance of preserving one’s cultural heritage. Her story remains relevant in today’s world, as it speaks to ongoing struggles for freedom, justice, and equality. Queen Nzinga’s indomitable spirit continues to resonate, reminding us that the fight for sovereignty and dignity is one that transcends time and place. 🌟💥 #LegacyOfNzinga #SovereigntyAndDignity

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Matory, J. L. (2005). Black Atlantic Religion: Tradition, Transnationalism, and Matriarchy in the Afro-Brazilian Candomblé. Princeton University Press.

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Njinga Mbandi was the Woman King we ALL needed

#if ya had the fucking guts #soliloquy

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Oi vida , que bela és tu quando és bem vivida

Que bela és tu quando és bem aproveitada

Foram tantos tombos que me tornaram forte e fazem com que te ame mais e mais

Foram tantos tombos que quando me levantei só queria um abraço teu e tocar no céu

Foram tantos tombos que me ensinaste que nem tudo é doce como mel ou tão amargo quanto o sabor de amar e não ser amado

Olho para ti e vejo o meu amor , aquele com quem quero construir uma vida e trazer ao mundo várias vidas

Aquele com quem sonho dia e noite, noite e dia na esperança de um novo dia , ter-te só para mim é tudo que eu mais queria

Aquele que vive no meu peito e descansa em meus pensamentos

Aquele com quem vivo bons e maus momentos, batalha de rompimento

Nem tudo está perdido , quando não temos respostas e nem toda resposta é uma certeza absoluta quando as ações falam mais alto que as palavras . A Incerteza é um tormento

Oh vida tu és tão bela e ao mesmo tempo tão dura vou chamar-te de fera enquanto a fada madrinha não lembra desta Cinderela

Oh vida tu és tão bela que como Nzinga Mbandi eu corro nas pedras de Pungo Andongo deixando as pegadas do meu amor só para me encontrares

E se não me encontrares acredita que chegou o fim e só restaram lembranças para recordares pois eu morri .

Texto de : Ny de Carvalho ( Alline Baptista)

#amor #vida #paixão #momentos

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6 Epic Female Warriors You Don’t Want to Mess With From California’s mythic warrior queen to the swole women of Sparta to female hunters in ancient Peru. by Sarah Durn March 30, 2022

In California, a Black warrior queen rides a griffin at the head of an all-female army. In Sparta, girls get ready to race one another around a dirt track lined with columns. In ancient Peru, a huntress takes a shot at a galloping deer. Throughout human history, women have fought. They’ve led armies. They’ve taken down big game. They’ve trained to cut down prey on the hunt and enemies on the battlefield. Both archaeology and history are telling increasingly complex stories around gender roles, upending decades-old beliefs that men hunted and fought while women stayed home. Many past societies were structured around individual strengths. If you were a strong fighter in the Viking world, you fought. It didn’t matter if you happened to be a woman. As we continue to celebrate Women’s History Month, Atlas Obscura went digging in our archive to uncover some of our favorite female warriors.

The Medieval Black Warrior Queen of California

The subject of a popular medieval romance, Queen Calafia, namesake of the state, rode griffins and led a Black female army.

In Sparta, Women Also Got Swole

These ancient women worked out, drank wine, and enjoyed their poetry.

Welcome to ancient Sparta, where drinking and working out isn’t just for boys. Women in the ancient Greek city-state exercised rights and privileges—and straight-up exercised—more than their peers in Athens and elsewhere. From a young age, girls grunted their way through physical training, drank wine (something women beyond Sparta didn’t do), and participated in foot races. While boys were marching through military drills, girls also learned mousike, the arts of the muses—playing music, reciting poetry, and popping some badass dance moves.

The Women Who Hunted Big Game in Ancient Peru

Of 27 prehistoric burials with hunting artifacts, 11 are women—flying in the face of traditional academic bias that only men were hunters.

“The past can serve to legitimize the present,” warns Marin Pilloud, an anthropologist from the University of Nevada, Reno. For decades, anthropologists and archaeologists assumed that only men hunted in hunter-gatherer societies, while women gathered berries and had babies. It was a convenient assumption that reinforced modern gender norms. But when scientists look harder, they find a material record that often tells a different story. Men weren’t the only ones hunting in ancient Peru, for example. Women were taking down big game with the best of them.

An Indian Queen Who Struck Fear in the Hearts of British Imperialists

Lakshmibai trained a regiment of women and led armies—all with a baby in tow.

One of the fiercest opponents the British faced in India was a warrior queen they never saw coming. Lakshmibai grew up learning martial arts, sword-fighting, and riding alongside the boys at court. When she married the king of a small territory in northeast India, she exercised and practiced her sword skills with palace weapons. She even trained and drilled a regiment of women to serve as her personal guard. But after the death of her husband, the British started moving in on her kingdom. She was having none of it. Because of her wiles and bravery, even her enemies declared that she was “the most dangerous of all the rebel leaders.”

In 17th-century Angola, Queen Nzinga Mbandi fought back against Portuguese colonizers and slavers. UNESCO/CC BY 3.0

The African Warrior Queen Who Fought For Freedom

In 17th-century Angola, Queen Nzinga Mbandi fought Portuguese colonizers and slavers well into her 60s.

Nzinga Mbandi grew up watching her father deftly use guerrilla warfare and raids against Portuguese invaders. But when her brother inherited the throne, things went downhill. He failed, again and again, to drive out the colonizers. Then he died. Tired of looking on while her world fell apart, Nzinga took up the throne herself. After solidifying her hold on power, she got to work. For the next 33 years, Queen Nzinga fought the Portuguese, led armies, and succeeded in expelling them from her kingdom.

The True Story of the Valkyries

For centuries, valkyries were assumed to be nothing more than legend—until a Viking burial of a female warrior in Sweden changed everything.

She was buried with every weapon known to the Vikings—swords, spears, bows, a long knife known as a scramasax. Two horses were sacrificed alongside her. For more than a century, her grave was considered the preeminent male Viking warrior grave. That is, until DNA evidence proved she was no man. In this Q&A with author Nancy Marie Brown, part of Atlas Obscura’s “She Was There” series, Brown discusses what life might’ve looked like for the Viking buried in Birka, Sweden. Brown delves into why she and other real Viking warrior women have been shrugged off as mere myth.

-https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/female-women-warriors-hunters

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Portuguese Slave Traders Were No Match for Angolan Queen Nzinga Mbandi - The warrior queen fought colonizers for decades. Urvija Banerji

war history Lakshmibai, The Warrior Queen Who Fought British Rule in India She trained a regiment of women and led armies—with a baby in tow. Urvija Banerji

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O Grupo União Recreativo do Kilamba, no município do Rangel, venceu a classe A do Carnaval de Luanda, edição 2023, cujo desfile aconteceu segunda-feira, na Nova Marginal. O resultado foi anunciado esta quarta-feira, em cerimónia decorrida na Liga Angolana de Amizade e Solidariedade com os Povos (LAASP). Em segundo lugar ficou o Grupo União Jovens da Cacimba com 728 pontos, em terceiro o União Kiela, com 720 pontos, o quarto o União Njinga Mbandi, com 719 pontos, enquanto o União Povo da Quissama ocupou o quinto lugar, com 698 pontos. O primeiro classificado da classe A recebe como prémio cinco milhões de kwanzas, o segundo três milhões, o terceiro dois milhões, o quarto um milhão 500 mil e um milhão para o quinto colocado. O Recreativo do Kilamba conquistou o terceiro título, depois dos alcançados em 2018 e 2019. Fundado em 2015, o colectivo é comandado por Poly Rocha, e tem como rei Domingos Manuel e rainha Lourdes António.

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Meet Caterina Sforza and Other Warrior Queens History Forgot In Atlas Obscura’s Q&A series She Was There, we talk to female scholars who are writing long-forgotten women back into history. Horses neighed and fires crackled as Queen Tamar of Georgia walked among her troops on the eve of battle in July 1203. Her enemies outnumbered her soldiers nearly two to one. Still, the queen did not waver as she spoke words of courage to the assembled army. In a show of humility, she stood before them barefoot while wearing lavish garments full of religious symbolism to inspire a righteous bravery in all who saw her. As she finished her rousing speech, hardy, battle-worn soldiers stood, raised their spears, and shouted, “To our king!” The next day, the Georgian army decimated their foe. In the late 12th and early 13th centuries, Tamar the Great ushered in Georgia’s golden age. She expanded borders, oversaw massive architectural projects, and helped define the kingdom’s unique identity at the crossroads of East and West. She sat on war councils and, as one chronicler wrote, “took counsel with them, not like a helpless person, or a woman, and did not neglect the dictates of reason.” As father/daughter historians Jonathan and Emily Jordan demonstrate in their book, War Queens: Extraordinary Women Who Ruled the Battlefield, Tamar was far from history’s only warrior queen. The pair recently launched a new podcast (also called War Queens) where they dig into all the twists and bloody turns of Tamar’s story alongside other battle-hardened queens. Atlas Obscura sat down with Emily Jordan to talk about why Italian philosopher Niccolò Machiavelli had it out for her favorite fortress-seizing countess, an African queen who went toe-to-toe with Portuguese enslavers, and why so often these women’s stories go overlooked. How did you first become interested in history’s war queens? I grew up with my dad being a military history author. I looked up to him a lot for that. As I was growing up, we would play little writing games. He’d asked me in the car, “What's a good word for this?” That instilled a love for writing in me. So it started there. And I remember growing up, I would say, “Hey, were there any women who did these kinds of things?” I remember once I was visiting my grandparents and there was a news segment that was talking about Hillary Clinton possibly running for president, and it said, “Could a woman actually lead a country through a war?” And I said, “That is so stupid. Of course, they can.” And that's really the first time that my dad and I got together and were like, “Maybe we should write about this.” Who is your favorite person you highlight in the book or on the podcast? And why? I think in terms of courage, I'd have to say Caterina Sforza. She’s really just an incredible Renaissance woman. She learned all about medicine, botany. She got to interact with Botticelli and Da Vinci. She went to people during times of plague with medicines that she created and studied. My favorite story about her is when her husband's political interests were compromised when the pope died. Her husband was a paranoid, vicious man, but his family member was the pope. And when the pope passed away, that got Caterina thinking, “We may not be confirmed as the ruler of this city, of Imola.” So she rides down to Rome, while pregnant, in her early twenties, and she takes hold of this great fortress, Castel Sant'Angelo. The cardinals have to cross in front of the castle on this big bridge to get over to Vatican City. So she points the cannons right at them and says. “Rome, hold up. Stop. I'm in charge.” She stops all of Rome and stops the cardinals from electing a new pope until they confirm her and her husband's titles. The fact that she did this in her early twenties while pregnant is insane to me. Did any of these war queens have experience in battle? Queen Njinga Mbandi of Ndongo-Matamba [two African kingdoms located in present-day Angola] is by far the most physically capable of all the women we write about. Very few of our women really had a lot of hand-to-hand combat experience; Caterina Sforza had a little bit. But Njinga [sometimes spelled "Nzinga"] would charge into battle with her people. She lived during the 17th century and was the leader of her tribe. She had an older brother who was in power before her, but she was a better hand-to-hand combat fighter, leader, and diplomat, so she kind of takes charge. She was this amazing chameleon and takes on different types of cultures in order to unite her people. She was trained to do this martial art. It's linked to the Brazilian art of capoeira where you almost do dances as exercises, jumping side to side out of the way of arrows and bullets. Certain scholars even claim that a part of the art, called ginga [pronounced and sometimes spelled "jinga"], is named after her. Their main weapon was a form of battle axe, and she was really well-trained with that axe as well. How does history remember these women? A lot of history is affected by misogyny. It doesn't always necessarily come from the most hateful place, but oftentimes it does. There have been times when we were researching women and their own sons destroyed statues of them and records of their accomplishments because they didn't want their mother’s shadow hanging overhead. Hatshepsut is an excellent pharaoh we were going to write about but so much of her history was destroyed by her prodigy. Sometimes we get a few accounts of people who actually met these women. Caterina Sforza was a contemporary of Machiavelli, and he did not like her. And so he writes about her I think with a little bit of admiration, but with a little bit of distaste as well. Richard Nixon didn’t like Indira Gandhi because she was blunt, which meant she was to the point. She was great with her commanders. She was respected by them for those exact reasons. Caterina Sforza was not ladylike, according to Machiavelli, but she could do something daring and courageous. So I would definitely say views on women throughout time have affected how we see and remember them. What have you learned from studying history’s war queens? Have the courage to take up space. Once you tell yourself that, that you can achieve this position or this job or be an equal in a conversation that you're intimidated by, even if everyone is telling you you shouldn't be there, you can do it. See yourself in a place where maybe no one else has seen you. I work as a nurse and it can be really hard when you're new. A lot of the doctors are men. When I have to walk into a room and advocate for a patient, I think back to these women who marched into war rooms and said, “No, don't do this. Do that.” I think about that and I think I can do this too, and I walk in and ask for better care for someone. This interview has been edited for length and clarity. https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/war-warrior-queens-caterina-sforza

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Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 7

No warning, but a fight scene not brutal though, but maybe should have been😁😁😁

Chapter Thirteen

Mbandi returned to the river banks, calling out. Tmay surfaced some distance away, calling back to her. She was concerned hearing chitter, chatter the water people approaching. Tmay assured her, they will not be getting assistance from his herd, nor many of the other sea mammals. In fact, they have stationed themselves outside Wakanda, to protect them from any attack, by Namor and his army.

Mbandi was happy to hear, and express her herd of rhinos, the gorillas, and that the panthers, will do the same if needed. The last they want is a full-blown war between the two nations, destroying so many innocence. She turned and ran the length of the banks, leading towards where an assembly of Wakandans gathered awaiting the arrival of Namor.

King M'Baku stood before the window anticipating Namor’s grand appearance, demanding that they turn over Attuma. What a dilemma he has impose on their Nation again. Always the threats and demands. He was sick of it, being under constant scrutiny by this blue bandit.

“King M'Baku,” a unfamiliar voice came from behind him, bring his train of thoughts to an abrupt end. “You think there will be a war, but there will not; though a battle will decide the outcome.” M'Baku had turned to look upon and old one.

“And who are you?” He asked.

“Why you have forgotten Nakia reporting to you about what I told her, concerning Okoye?” She slowly approached.

“Ah, you are the one,” he said.

“Yes, I am,” she replied. “But you are pondering over whether your Council and you made the right choice. You did.” He came to her and saw she was blind and had a staff to help her guide her way.

“You say there will be no war but a battle,” said. “How will that play out?”

“There are forces on earth that man has no control over,” she spoke. “They are set in motion as we speak.” M'Baku had no idea of what she was saying.

“My King,” his kimoyo beads lit up, and a voice came through.

“Yes, Captain,” he responded.

“You are not going to believe what is going on here,” he told him.

“What?” M'Baku asked.

“Dolphins, my King,” he said.

“Dolphins? What about them?” He asked.

“Hundreds of them surrounding our ships, and blocking any attack on Taliban if ordered. “He said. M'Baku was speechless he looked over to were the igqwirha once stood but no longer present. “Do you want us to engage hitting them in the process?”

“Are they attacking?” He inquired.

“No, my King,” he answered. “They’re actually putting on a show, jumping in and out of the water. Some are spinning in the air and diving back into the water.”

“No, stand down,” he ordered. “Now where in the hell, did she vanish to?”

“My King,” his kimoyo beads lit up again.

“Don’t tell me you have dolphins too,” he said.

“Huh? No, we were following the Talokanils, near the river tribe’s borders, the flew by us at high speed, before we could react,” one of the divers reported.

“Did they engage with you?” He asked.

“No, my King, they were being chased by hippos, but we weren’t attacked by them. They seemed on going after the Talokanils.” M'Baku recalled what the old one stated. Forces in place. Dolphins and hippos, no not a coincidence.

“Alright, stand down for the moment until further notice,” he commanded them. “I guess the animals have a right to say in the wars of men; since they too will be affected.” He said to himself.

“My King,” once again his kimoyo beads sounded off, his land army reporting.

“Hippos?” He spoke.

“What? No, my King,” he said. “Rhinos, panthers and gorillas, surrounding the water entrances. They aren’t allowing the Talokanils warriors on to land.”

“Seriously?” M'Baku realized how kind nature has been to man, enduring every major decision made.” Stand down, for now.” He left out of the throne room to wait for Namor. He made it just in time.

Namor stepped out of the water, with only a few of his warriors; not wanting to give the appearance of aggression. He saw M'Baku along with the Doras, and his guard’s presence. He searched around, trying to see if Attuma was nearby, but grew angry when his absence was apparent.

“You know why I am here, King M'Baku,” he broke the ice.

“Yes, I do, Namor,” he replied. “But it seems we have a problem.” Namor’s eyes became dark.

“And what would that be?” He asked, curious.

“Attuma doesn’t want to be a part of you any longer,” he told him.

“It isn’t up to him whether he stays or go; he broke a law and is require to answer the charges, and judged.” Namor told him.

“What law was broken?” A voice from beyond the crowd, spoke. Namor’s eyes were like two lines on his face, recognizing the voice. Attuma, stepped out of the group to face off with Namor. “Because if you are talking about the escape, I shouldn’t have been imprisoned in the first place. You were being your controlling self, as always.”

“Are you willing to start a war for this woman?” Namor asked. “Because if you do not come with me; it will be.” Namor revealing his true intentions.

“No, Namor,” Shuri stepped forward. “It will be just you and I, for you breaking a promise you gave to me when I spared your worthless life. This time I won’t.”

“No, Princess, you will not defeat me without your tricks,” he told her.

“No? Would you like to find out?” She taunted him. Namor grew angrier. At that time, Okoye was being wheeled up.

“M’omee Zasanda, this is far enough,” she said.

“Who?” The lab assistant said. Okoye looked around at the man behind her.

“Sorry, I thought someone else was pushing me.” She explained.

“Oh, you mean the new lab assistant? “ He asked her.

“Oh ok,” she breathes a little feeling she was hallucinating.

“Yeah, she backed away from pushing you and gestured for me.” He spoke. “Strange though, one minute she was there, and then not. In fact, now that I think about; I don’t remember seeing her before.” Okoye smiled, of course, M’omee Zasanda, ‘What are you up to?’ she thought to herself, then turned her attention to in front of her. Shuri, Attuma, and M'Baku, talking with Namor. She slowly pushed herself closer.

“You want to fight now?” He asked, his eyes falling on Okoye.

“No, Namor,” she said, calming down. “I want peace between our kingdoms, the reason you were spared. There was nothing else, to why I did so.” She elaborated on why she didn’t kill him. This enforced his angry.

“Stand back Black Panther,” Attuma said placidly, resting his hand on her shoulder. “This is between my father and me. No other need to get involved, the alliance must stand strong for both of our nations.”

“So, you will come with me peacefully?” Namor asked him. “Because that is the only way.”

“No father,” he said, Namor was taken aback, hearing him call him by that title, and his n that manner. “There is another.” Namor glared at him, knowing what he spoke of, but surprised, Attuma knew.

“You would dare,” Namor yelled. Shuri went into a crouching positioned, not knowing what to expect”

“I do,” he answered.

“Well, I have a better idea,” he said, and without warning, Namor raised his spear, flipped it like the day he stood before the palace window, and threw the spear. Attuma stepped away as it flew pass him. Shuri had already somersaulted out the way. A woman’s voice alerted them, neither of them were the attended target.

“Okoye!” Aneka screamed as the blade inched closer towards her. The shock of it paralyzed, and she was unable to move in time to prevent its thrust into her.

“No,” Attuma’s heart wrenching cry was stunning, as a sinister smile etched across Namor’s face. Satisfied once again, he will get what he came there to do; the blade hitting its mark.

Chapter Fourteen

M'Baku, stared down at the spear, protruding from his breastplate. Everyone frozen in time, watching and waiting, in disbelief. Attuma was on his hand and knees, facing downward unable to look up; helpless, thinking he had lost her. Shuri laid, were she had landed, looking at M'Baku. No one moved for what seemed like an eternity. Okoye had covered her face, not wanting to witness her own death.

“To the King, Ayo yelled. The Doras and King’s guards, ran to his side; shielding him from any further attack. By this time, Namor was surrounded by other King’s guards slowly advancing on him, and his remnant of warriors.

Attuma, hearing the commotion, slowly raised his head, and stared into her beautiful eyes, with a smile only for him. He rose to his feet overjoyed, as they gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like forever, both grateful the outcome didn’t play out as Namor had desired. Then realizing what had transpired, a grimace replaced the softness from Attuma face. Okoye saw this, the smile gone from her face, stared him in the eyes and mouth these words: “Get him.”

“Stand down,” Attuma hollered, his translator activated. When M’Baku, noticed the expression on Namor’s face as he looked at Okoye, he knew he was preparing to do something diabolical. And as he raised his spear, M'Baku instinctively placed himself between Namor and Okoye, preventing her pending death; and took the edge of the blade into his breast plate.

“You tried to kill my wife? But injured my King?” That last sentence, threw Namor into a fit of rage.

“Fine, if you want to invoke the ‘Desafiar’, then so be it.” Namor shrieked. Before he could utter another word, Attuma had flew into him with speed matching his own. They made a huge splash into the water. Shuri ran to check on M'Baku.

“Attuma,” Okoye called out, then looked at M'Baku, as Shuri administered to him.

“Did it work?” Shuri asked.

“Yes, very well,” M'Baku told her, as he pulled the spear from his chest armor. “The point hit the plate and stalled there. Now help me to my feet.” Two of the King’s guards, assisted him.

Attuma and Namor fought to the river bottom, trading blows. Namor was quite surprise to see how strong Attuma exhibit. But he was determined he will teach him a lesson he would never forget. Then he will kill Okoye.

Okoye sat in the wheelchair, watching the water to see if at sometime they would resurface. M'Baku came to her and rested his hand on her shoulder; comforting her. Shuri was running along the banks to see if she could detect any turbulence under water. But none was detected.

“I think Attuma has this, he wouldn’t have did it if he didn’t think he had a chance,” M'Baku trying to assure her.

“I know, but it still won’t stop me from worrying,” she told him.

“I know,” M'Baku said. Shuri came back to join them.

“I can not see anything,” she informed them.

Attuma and Namor fought so hard, hitting one another; they were actually far away from the river border and now close to the ocean. The whales and other sea creatures were watching the two pummeled each other. Tmay stayed a distance away, concerned for Attuma. He had always looked at Namor as being the strongest of the Talokanils, as their forever ruler.

“You tried to kill my wife,” Attuma had a grip on Namor. “Are you so full of hate for me, you would take her life away, and her from me?”

“Because of her, I have lost my two children; whom I have loved more than life,” he confessed. “Losing her, would give you a taste of what I am feeling. When I am done with you, I will deal with her.” That made Attuma tighten his hands around Namor’s neck more.

Namor felt himself blacking out, and gave Attuma a powerful punch in the chest, sending him backwards. Namor made an attempt to regain his composure. He looked up with Attuma on him, before he could finish recovering from his chokehold. A powerful fist sent Namor several feet into the air, only to fall splashing into the water, again.

“Did you see that?” Okoye jumped up out of the wheelchair, pointing to a distant spot. “I thought one came out of the water, and went back in.”

“That’s a little far away,” M'Baku said, squinting his eyes; as if that would help him see better. “Captain Tozange, is any of your divers still in the water?”

“No, my King, they resurface after the Talokanils fled,” he informed him.

“We have a situation going on here,” he started off. “I need eyes in the water, but they must keep their distance.”

“Yes, I understand,” the captain said. “What are we looking for?”

“A fight, Namor and his general,” he informed him. “I will send you the coordinates of their last known sighting.” He shut his beads down after sending it.

“How long will it take, before one of them are dead?” Okoye cried out; she hadn’t sat back in the wheelchair. At that time; their was a commotion. People were running, and screaming, as a rumbling noise shook the area. Okoye knew then, Mbandi had found her and come, she licked the side of Okoye’s face. Okoye cradled her head and pressed her head to Mbandi's. Before anyone knew, she had mounted the beast, and riding her away from the crowd.

“Okoye,” M'Baku yelled after her. “Get me a jet here now. That woman is exasperating.” Shuri was chasing after her already. Mbandi had been alerted by Tmay of the battle in the water, and their location. She had come in search for Okoye, when she picked up on her scent. She was taking Okoye where Attuma and Namor were.

“You think your strength is greater than mine?” Namor’s voice sent out a tremor, it was so loud, tossing Attuma back. “I am a mutant, far different from any of you.”

“That’s the problem, father,” he swam towards him. “You don’t see any of us as your equal. We’re all Talokanils, sharing the same heritage, the same ancestry. Mutant or not.” Namor glared at him, pondering his speech.

“How can you be my equal, ancestry or not, and mutant or not,” Namor’s voice had a condescending tone. “When without me, your K’uk’ulkan, your Feather Serpent God; as all of you reference me. You all would have perished, long ago.” Attuma floated in place, glaring at him; and thinking about what Namor had just revealed. His true thoughts of being their ruler.

“You do not deserve to rule the Talokanils,” Attuma hollered, and lounged at Namor, full body; sending them yards towards the banks of the river.

Okoye was just arriving, Shuri not far behind; M'Baku in his jet hover over them. At that moment, Namor flew out the water, landing near a dismounted Okoye. She froze, seeing the hatred emitting from his cold eyes. She looked pass him and into the water; searching for her husband, and love of her life.

“I’m sorry, Okoye,” M'Baku had come down from the jet, and was at Okoye’s side.

“For what?” She asked. M'Baku turned his head to look at her, seeing she was in denial.

“Attuma,” He answered. By that time; the Midnight Angels had arrived, and Divers were emerging from the water. “Get her out of here,” he yelled. Namor made a step towards her, then slumped to his knees; then laid out flat on his face.

Okoye had kept her eyes on the water beyond him. A head popped out of the water, then his top part; afterwards, full body as he walked ashore. Okoye ran to Attuma, jumping into his arms, wrapping her arms and legs around him. He embraced her, holding her close to his body, exultant.

“I had no doubt,” she told him. He captured her lips, kissing her deeply. Everyone stood watching them display their love. Attuma broke the kiss, and started towards M'Baku.

“He will be no more trouble,” Attuma told him. “If he even looks towards Wakanda in any aggression, he will lose his ruler ship to me.” M'Baku smiled, then glance towards Namor, who had turned on his back. Shuri was standing over him.

“It seems like de ja vu,” she smiled. “The same scenario, but a different defeat, by another. But the same damn outcome; you yielding and coming to terms. But you won’t learn, not last time, nor this time. Attuma will make a better King than you.” She turned and walked away, leaving him food for thought.

“I want to take my wife home,” Attuma looked at Shuri, who had come to them.

“I think that can be arranged,” she assured him. He looked at Okoye, and begin the kiss they hadn’t finish. Shuri backed away, allowing them their privacy, for as much as they could have.

Namor and M'Baku, renegotiated the terms of the alliance; according to stipulations Attuma had added. He had allowed Namor to continued ruling Talokan, as not to cause the citizens unnecessary readjustments. But, that will all change if he violates the alliance agreements.

Namor wasn’t happy with the turn of events. He had to abide by them, or either way he would lose his people. He had ruled under keeping Talokan safe, starting a war with Wakandan will only prove his deception. Wakanda has never shown any aggressiveness towards Talokan, so why would Talokan do so to them? He took his army and went home, defeated again. Only this time, there will be no Namora to question his decision.

Links:

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 1

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 2

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 3

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 4

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 5

Okoye x Attuma: For the Love of You pt 6

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