They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 93: Secret Hideout Chapter 93: Secret Hideout That was why she kept agreeing to whatever the king said, even when it was blatantly unfair.

Breakfast finally ended, lasting longer than usual due to all the announcements and briefings.

As soon as they were dismissed, Nnenna wasted no time leaving the main building.

For the first time since she arrived, she decided to explore the castle properly.

Until now, her movements had been limited, either from the main building to the garage or within places where she was expected to be useful.

She had never truly roamed freely.

But things were different now.

She was no longer just existing for their expectations, she was preparing for herself.

And if she was going to use the upcoming ball to her advantage, she needed to familiarize herself with every inch of this castle.

After all, knowing her way around meant knowing what was happening in her own house.

And knowledge was power.

She decided to start with the library.

Making her way toward that part of the castle, she approached the crossover bridge, a grand structure connecting the main building to another wing.

It felt like walking through the sky, suspended high above the castle grounds.

The wind rushed past her, cool and refreshing, playing with the loose strands of her hair, making them dance in the air.

Pausing for a moment, she stepped closer to the railing, her hands resting on the smooth stone.

From here, she could see almost everything, the vast grounds below, the distant edges of the kingdom, the endless stretch of the world beyond.

It was breathtaking.

Yet, as she gazed at the grandeur of it all, a whisper escaped her lips, almost lost in the wind.

“How did I always feel so alone and small…

when I was living in such a huge world?” She wasn’t asking anyone in particular.

Someone, somewhere out there might love her and treat her well right?

feel

moment, she felt the weight of everything pressing against her chest, the years of isolation,

here

from the towering heights of the bridge, her

but she felt

it wasn’t dangerous, and certainly not because she had never feared heights, at

was learning that fear was a

A chain.

bound by

there longer than planned, her gaze fixed on the horizon, the wind caressing

so vast, yet she had spent most of her life

it all wasn’t

moment was, a

it shouldn’t

her mother, if

A friend.

Maybe even someone… special.

if she had

feel warmer,

before

No.

was still far ahead, and there was no use wishing for things

to believe that yet,

by blood,

had to make

those who

he

wasn’t so sure anymore, not after the

exhaled, pushing

the bridge, would be her favorite spot

for a while, and no one

this place was forgotten, a

too

not many could handle standing

would have

she wasn’t her past

small smirk played on her lips as

could be

one dared to come here, then she