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—"

cold, commanding voice cut through the room

exactly happens in this house when

heads turned toward the doorway, where a tall figure loomed. The first prince, Somto, strode into the room, his sharp, penetrating gaze sweeping over the

all agree to throw away the corpse of a girl who has lived with us for a decade as though she were nothing more than trash?" His words were slow, deliberate,

with each word, the temperature in the air seeming to

more commanding than even the

were final. No one dared to question

stunned to

sparing a single glance at the Queen or her other children. Everyone knew that the First Prince's

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

showed me compassion in the end. He truly

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

Ebere meant

at her translucent hands and froze.

"No..."

want to vanish, to disappear without righting the

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

in answer, a radiant white light enveloped her, warm and soothing. When it faded, Nnenna found herself in the most beautiful garden she had ever

that no earthly bloom could match. She knew every plant in the royal gardens, even the rarest of

was interrupted by the approach of a tall, striking man. His features were otherworldly, a perfect balance of strength and

I will grant you a second chance. But this time, you must live your life to its fullest. Do the right thing. Help others, for that is your true purpose. Are you

her thoughts a whirlwind. A

said, her voice

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