Chapter 3: A Deal for a Second Chance

"That's a good idea, Third Brother," Chidera, the fourth prince, said with a smirk, nodding in agreement. He turned to their parents. "Father, Mother, what do you think?"

Queen Chioma didn't hesitate. "We can't possibly bury her in the royal graveyard. She's not one of us. Throw her there."

She looked at her husband for confirmation, but the King remained silent, his eyes fixed on Nnenna's lifeless form. His face, normally composed, was drawn tight with grief.

The Queen frowned at his hesitation. "Your Majesty?"

But the King didn't respond. Instead, he turned abruptly, walking away from the scene. Tears welled in his eyes as memories of the past consumed him.

Amarachi.

His heart ached as he thought of his late sworn brother's wife.

"I failed you again, Amarachi," he whispered under his breath. "I couldn't even protect your daughter."

The tears spilled over, and he quickened his pace, unwilling to let anyone see his pain.

His wife's face twisted in fury as she caught sight of the King's somber expression. Her hands clenched at her sides, nails biting into her palms.

'He still can't let go of that old flame of his!' Queen Chioma's thoughts churned with resentment. 'That wretched girl's death is the best thing that could have happened. With her gone, I can finally win his love without distraction!'

Her anger boiled over, and she turned sharply toward the servants. "What are you waiting for? Take her body out and dispose of it—"

voice cut through the room like

exactly happens in this house when

where a tall figure loomed. The first prince, Somto, strode into the room, his sharp, penetrating gaze

a decade as though she were nothing more than trash?"

with each

voice rang with unyielding authority, more commanding than

words were final. No one dared to

who was too stunned to protest, and strode

not sparing a single glance at the Queen or her other children. Everyone knew that the First Prince's word was law, even surpassing that

at the sight of her lifeless body being treated with a measure of dignity, finally, by

'But he still showed me

away, drawn outside the hall. A gnawing question lingered in her mind, one

Ebere meant about

translucent hands and froze. They were fading, slowly dissolving into the

"No..."

to vanish, to disappear without righting the wrongs

emotions surged, desperation, anger, regret, all blending into one powerful plea. If

in answer, a radiant white light enveloped her, warm and soothing. When

knew every plant in the royal gardens, even

of a tall, striking man. His features were otherworldly, a perfect balance of strength and gentleness, and

second chance. But this time, you must live your life to its fullest. Do the right thing. Help others,

together, her thoughts a whirlwind. A second chance. A chance to rewrite

she said,

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