“You compromise of calamity! Your bald head has brought evil into our land. Our eyes are blind to see the nemesis betwixt us, our noses are shut to smell the stenchy sensation. Adérøjú, you’re a disgrace to our land, the coming generations, and our progenitors!” Òpèlè the chief priest said to the king in fury in the presence of the villagers.
Adérøjú buried his head in shame, and his heart wept bitterly. “Had I know my past would bring my downfall?” he mumbled.
“You’re the cause of the great loss. You must be dethroned and go on exile!”