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.

his tone even but laced

was going to get to that

you will be

ready, and take all your etiquette

appropriately for the occasion,”

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

was supposed to be taking etiquette classes.’

etiquette lessons through a small window, silently mimicking

teacher of her own, no one

a decade, she had been excluded from every ball, every royal event, as if her existence

suddenly, they

years of etiquette training into a few short weeks just because they wanted

of it made her

her a fair chance; it

needed her to look presentable so the kingdom wouldn’t question why the adopted princess

let any

face calm, though her mind churned

just nod along and play their perfect doll, they’re wrong.’

lessons through

every movement, every rule, and every gesture, and, if she were honest, she was better at it than Ebere

one knew

when King Ikechukwu made his remark, she simply

she said, her tone

king, satisfied with her response,

that she

had remained silent until then, took the opportunity

an edge that Nnenna knew

occasion,” she said, glancing briefly at Nnenna before returning her attention

at the table,

of being a

But Nnenna knew better.

in this house,

spirit in her past life, chipping

memories flickered in her mind like a cruel reminder,

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