Chapter 349: You Will Have to Punish Me Too

It wasn’t cold. It wasn’t guarded. It was… warm. Personal. Gentle in a way she had never experienced from Somto.

And it left her confused.

“Uhm… it’s okay,” she replied quietly, her voice uncertain.

Because truthfully, it wasn’t just his apology that unsettled her.

It was everything.

The way he had held her hand without a second thought. The way his eyes lingered on her like she was the only person that mattered.

It wasn’t like the love she got from Abuchi, loud, protective. Or Ebere’s endless chattering love. Or Carl’s quiet support. Or even Nurse Courage’s maternal warmth.

No, this was different.

And Nnenna couldn’t name it. That scared her.

After several tries, and failing miserably, she finally managed to pull her hand out of his grip. It felt awkward. Heavy. Unnatural. But she had to, because being near him like that made her feel… too much.

Somto’s hand remained suspended in the air for a second longer, as if still reaching for her. He slowly closed his fingers, letting them fall to his side. The warmth her hand had left behind faded fast, too fast, and with it came a hollow sting deep in his chest.

But he recovered quickly, locking the feeling away.

He still had somethings to handle.

He turned sharply to face Eglon, who was still frozen in place, trembling in full panic mode.

Somto didn’t blink.

He didn’t raise his voice.

He simply said, “Execute him.”

that

crowd both online and

in the execution yard and

Nobody had expected that.

loyal guards of Purlit paused, unsure they had heard

at Nnenna, the protective rage when

shocked out of her

she echoed, her

flicker of regret or hesitation in his

There was none.

deserves it,” she added quickly, as if trying to justify her reaction.

his sharp gaze stayed

hearted, he

one soaked in blood and ruled by betrayal, didn’t always

shoved those thoughts

neutral. He wouldn’t override her in public, not here,

Nnenna hesitated.

she made as a person, or even the brave

done, stealing a throne, hunting people

couldn’t bring herself to say

slightly as she turned her head. “It’s your kingdom,” she said, looking at Mesha.

No fear.

Mesha didn’t hesitate.

flinch or

that Somto didn’t object,

of Purlit,

this is settled,” Somto began, his voice cutting through the tension

now, harder, completely different from how he had just

three young men

swept over

known from the moment Little Sweetie’s first report came

about what he

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