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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.

all of it painted a vivid picture of warriors on the battlefield, moving in perfect harmony as they crushed

watched in

Then came the whispers.

performance!” “They’re clearly showing us their discipline… their strength.”

dancing in celebration of our downfall one day.” A fresh wave of fear and admiration

who had doubted Haran’s power before now

table, the Haran royalties

reflecting their nature, practical, strong, and commanding respect without the need

the warriors let

sound so sharp and powerful that it shook the very

Then, silence.

The performance was over.

the tension

stood tall and unwavering, their faces unreadable, their message clear Haran is

a long moment, no

Then, slowly, applause erupted.

hesitant at first, but it grew, some clapping out of genuine admiration, others out of sheer relief that the performance had ended without them being the target of that battle

approval, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd as if memorizing who understood their message and who

that moment, one thing was certain Haran had

of the Haran war dance faded, the atmosphere in the

performance, a solo from the Dixan Kingdom’s

of anticipation filled

Haran, Dixan was known

on culture and elegance, and their

Then, she appeared.

and lavender robes, her presence ethereal,

stage at the center of the ballroom, where the spotlight fell upon

Then, silence.

the first note pierced

so hauntingly beautiful, that the entire hall

song wasn’t just music, it

the audience in, making them feel every word, every sorrow,

of hope and

their eyes, letting

by the sheer control