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 a

going to get to that if you had let me

will be celebrated on

and take

for the occasion,” he added

let out a small scoff, though she quickly masked it with a

classes.’ The thought burned in her mind, accompanied by

years, she had watched Ebere’s etiquette lessons through a small window, silently mimicking movements

her own, no one had

she had been excluded from every ball, every royal event, as if her existence were an

now, suddenly, they

few short weeks

of it made her clench her fists under

preparing her or giving her a fair

kingdom wouldn’t question why the adopted

Nnenna didn’t let

took another bite of food, her face calm, though her mind

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

lessons through the window had paid

every movement, every rule, and every gesture, and, if she

no one

made his remark,

teacher,” she said, her tone respectful and

with her response, nodded

that

who had remained silent until then,

carried an edge that Nnenna knew all too

the occasion,” she said, glancing briefly at Nnenna

table,

being a

But Nnenna knew better.

what “helping” meant in this house, doing

drained her spirit in her past life,

mind like a cruel reminder, but she quickly shook them

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