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Chapter 159: Haran Warriors Chapter 159: Haran Warriors Queen Chioma was really getting tired of chasing after Ebere everytime she disregarded her image and stormed off!

But what could she do?

Ebere was her only daughter.

Despite this disruption, the cheers for Nnenna did not die down.

She bowed gracefully to the performers and turned to return to her seat.

Lady Rose, who had been watching the entire time from the sidelines, was staring at her with narrowed eyes.

She muttered to herself in disbelief, “I never taught her this dance… The girl must have self learned it for years now!” Meanwhile, at the royal table Somto’s fingers drummed against the armrest, his expression unreadable.

Ikenna’s eyes flickered with something unreadable as well, but his jaw was tight.

And Arthur… Arthur still hadn’t taken his eyes off her.

His mind whirled with memories, questions, and something he couldn’t quite place.

Her movements… her skill… it was too familiar.

As the grand hall settled, the next performance was announced, the Haran Kingdom’s War Dance.

A hush fell over the room.

The moment the performers stepped forward, the air shifted.

The dancers were unlike the previous entertainers, there was no silk, no embellishments, no dazzling fabrics to enchant the eyes.

Instead, they wore plain, durable tunics that clung to their powerful frames, their rank insignias embroidered in deep crimson on their chests.

Their presence alone sent a ripple of unease through the audience.

And then, the drums began.

A deep, primal beat that echoed through the bones of everyone present.

With precise, disciplined movements, the warriors moved as one, each step thunderous, each motion deliberate.

Their bodies twisted and turned in a dance that was not meant to entertain but to intimidate.

a story of

Of victory.

Of Haran’s might.

cries, all of it painted a

watched

Then came the whispers.

a performance!” “They’re clearly showing us their

our downfall one day.” A fresh wave of

who had doubted Haran’s

the Haran royalties and their

were exquisite but not extravagant, reflecting their

the warriors

sound so sharp and powerful that it shook the very core of those

Then, silence.

The performance was over.

yet, the tension

dancers stood tall and unwavering, their faces unreadable, their message

a long moment,

Then, slowly, applause erupted.

admiration, others out of sheer relief that the performance had ended without them being the

nodded in approval, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd as if

was certain Haran had left an intimidating

the Haran war dance faded, the atmosphere in the grand hall slowly

solo from the Dixan Kingdom’s most talented

of anticipation filled

of Haran, Dixan was known for its artistry,

elegance, and their performances always

Then, she appeared.

and lavender robes, her presence ethereal, like a

gracefully onto the elevated stage at the center of the ballroom, where the spotlight fell upon her like

Then, silence.

the first note pierced the

hauntingly beautiful, that the

song wasn’t just music, it

making them feel every

love and loss, of hope and despair, of a heart reaching for something it could never

closed their eyes, letting

the sheer control and