Okoye sighs. He will be a good king for Wakanda, she believes that and always has, but these last few weeks have brought difficult times for them all.

"My king," she says again, softer this time. "I will support you in all things. You know that. But you must be ready to answer these questions. I will not be the only one asking them."

She sighs again. "We will be landing at the mountain, I presume?"