Mwiya woke before sunrise, his heart steady but heavy.
He had seen enough. MaSimukonda's manipulations had gone too far.
He called Nalubamba quietly.
"Tonight, we speak to her," he said softly.
Nalubamba nodded, a mixture of relief and fear in her eyes.
The elders had always said: "Kukula ku musango kulaposa ku kalundu" – protecting the home is better than preserving a visitor."
It was time to act.