Chapter 179: Venomous Lips Chapter 179: Venomous Lips Both princesses drew their bows, releasing arrow after arrow.

Ebere, fueled by determination and last minute advice, shot with precision and focus.

Chimeg, though skilled, was more naturally attuned to horseback archery than stationary shooting.

As the match progressed, Ebere’s shots consistently hit closer to the bullseye.

Chimeg’s were good, but not good enough.

When the final arrow landed, Ebere had won.

Chimeg lowered her bow and gave a respectful nod.

“Well done.

You were better today.” Her lack of bitterness and effortless grace earned the admiration of the crowd, even those from other kingdoms.

Ebere, though satisfied with her win, could not ignore the unshaken confidence Chimeg still carried.

But for now, she had her victory.

The next match was between princess Anya and Ebere.

Ebere stood tall, determined to carry her kingdom’s pride.

But Princess Anya of Haran was unfazed, her posture steady, her expression unreadable.

The match began.

Anya moved with fluid precision, releasing each arrow effortlessly.

Her technique was near perfect, and her arrows consistently struck dead center.

Ebere tried to keep up, but her shots wavered slightly under the pressure.

She was not bad, far from it, but Anya was simply on another level.

By the final shot, it was clear.

Anya had won, effortlessly.

The crowd murmured in awe.

“So this is why Haran refused to compete earlier… they were saving their strength.” “Ebere did well, but there was no contest.” “Anya makes archery look like an art form.” Ebere clenched her jaw, frustrated.

She hated losing, especially like this.

ever composed, gave her a small nod of respect before walking away to prepare for her match against Princess Cha, leaving Ebere standing there, grappling with the bitter taste of

of Haran and

was the match everyone had been waiting for, the composed warrior from Haran against the pride of Dixan,

Cha’s reputation preceded her.

archery since childhood, her form flawless and her technique near

hand, remained an enigma, cold, unreadable,

The competition began.

landed precisely at the center, and the crowd

arrow slicing through the

Anya responded in kind.

movements were smooth, calculated, and

shot met its mark, matching Cha

The tension escalated.

shot, neither missed the

truly remarkable!” one spectator

she is not shaken at

doesn’t even feel pressure.” With only one shot remaining, they

exhaled and took

the exact center,

The crowd erupted.

pulled back her bowstring

hush fell over the

in half, proving her precision and securing

A narrow victory.

The audience gasped.

“By such a tiny

this had gone on any longer, it could have been anyone’s win!” Cha, ever

turned to Anya and gave a small nod, acknowledging the

the nod, expression still

walked away, leaving the

Ice Beauty of Haran had claimed victory even against

cold, unfeeling beauty

was something about Princess Anya, her unwavering focus, her icy detachment, that made Nnenna want

carried herself, it was

and soon, the excitement of the day

Ebere’s room, frustration twisted

king had given her the chance to

thought Nnenna was

like she was the

her bed, her hands clenched

Was she the problem?

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