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

exactly happens in this house when I'm

turned toward the doorway, where a tall figure loomed. The first prince, Somto, strode

a decade as though she were nothing more than trash?" His words were slow, deliberate, and edged with icy

colder with each word, the temperature in the air seeming to

voice rang with unyielding authority, more commanding than even

No one dared to question

"trembling" Ebere to Obinna, who was too stunned to protest, and strode out of

sparing a single glance at the Queen or her other children. Everyone

lingering spirit hovered, observing the unfolding drama. Her heart twisted at the sight of her lifeless body being treated with a

she thought. 'But he still showed me compassion in the end. He

floated away, drawn outside the hall. A gnawing question lingered in

Ebere meant about

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

"No..."

to vanish,

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

radiant white light enveloped her, warm and soothing. When it faded, Nnenna found herself in the most beautiful

plant in the royal gardens, even the rarest of exotics, but

were otherworldly, a perfect balance of strength and gentleness,

was unjust, and your life, a tragedy. I will grant you a second chance. But this time, you must

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

said, her voice

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