Chapter 78: Birthday Phobia Chapter 78: Birthday Phobia Ebere, glowing with excitement, was particularly pleased.

Her smile lit up the room as she spoke.

“Thank you, Father,” she said sweetly, responding to the subtle nudge from Queen Chioma’s pointed look.

“You’re welcome,” the king replied, his own expression softening.

King Ikechukwu had always been proud of his only biological daughter.

Seeing her happiness made him even more satisfied with his decision.

“It’s your sweet sixteen, and we’ll make sure it’s the best—” “It’s my birthday too,” Nnenna’s calm voice cut through his words, bringing the cheerful mood to an abrupt halt.

An awkward silence descended over the table.

All eyes turned to Nnenna, her composed expression a stark contrast to the sudden tension she’d caused.

The king’s smile faltered, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face.

He didn’t appreciate being interrupted, especially by her.

Nnenna had grown bolder, and while he found it inconvenient, he couldn’t deny she had a point.

It was her birthday too.

If they were inviting distinguished guests from within and beyond the kingdom, it would be impossible to ignore Nnenna entirely.

The event had to appear fair, at least on the surface.

Suppressing his irritation, King Ikechukwu sighed.

“You’re right,” he admitted reluctantly.

Nnenna’s steady gaze remained fixed on him, her expression giving nothing away.

Her unspoken challenge lingered, reminding everyone at the table that she was no longer willing to be ignored.

your birthday too,” King Ikechukwu replied, his tone even but laced with

get to that if you had let me

be celebrated

ready, and take all your etiquette classes

how to act appropriately for the occasion,” he

a small scoff, though she quickly masked it with a

taking etiquette classes.’ The thought burned in her mind,

had watched Ebere’s etiquette lessons through a small

teacher of her

had been excluded from every ball, every

suddenly, they

few short weeks just because they wanted to display

her clench her fists

giving her a

so the kingdom wouldn’t question why the adopted princess had

Nnenna didn’t let

food, her face calm, though her mind

and play their perfect doll, they’re wrong.’ Fortunately for Nnenna, she was

through the

rule, and every gesture, and,

no one

his remark, she simply smiled

teacher,” she said, her tone respectful

her response,

pleased that she

Chioma, who had remained silent until then, took

but carried an edge that Nnenna knew all too

said, glancing briefly at

at the table,

was part of being a member

But Nnenna knew better.

“helping” meant in this house, doing almost all the work

one of the many things that had drained her spirit in her past life, chipping away

flickered in her mind like a cruel reminder, but

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