Chapter 367: That Gaze

The first man’s face darkened. That word “ferocious” was supposed to make him sound strong, not like a wild beast. But now everyone was laughing. And that little thread of self control he had left? It snapped.

He charged forward with a shout, fists clenched, ready to start a fight.

In less than two seconds, a punch flew through the air and landed squarely on the second man’s head.

Gasps erupted around them.

The taller man staggered back, stunned by the blow, but only for a moment. He quickly recovered and launched a counterattack, fists swinging.

The crowd that had gathered was a mix of reactions. The younger, more immature ones cheered excitedly, hoping for a full on street brawl.

But the older, more responsible ones frowned in disappointment. A few even stepped forward, trying to pull the men apart.

“What on earth are you two doing?!” someone shouted.

Just then, a loud, authoritative voice cut through the tension.

“If you’ve got that much energy to waste fighting, go finish the mountain of tasks we have before the coronation!”

It was their boss, one of the supervisors in charge of preparations. His tone was sharp and commanding.

He glared at the two men. “Have you finished the deliveries you were supposed to make to the castle?”

The two fighters, still breathing hard and clearly not satisfied, shook their heads silently like scolded children.

“Then what are you still doing here?” Iron Man asked, voice dangerously low.

Without another word, the two men turned and slunk away like dogs with their tails tucked.

The entire situation felt off to Nnenna. Very off.

joke around, much less fight like schoolboys in the street. How had they

her way

Nnenna passed through the gates of the

The courtyard was packed.

from all corners of the continent lined the grounds, sleek, shining, powerful. The air felt different, heavy with tension and grandeur. Her

true. Representatives from the other kingdoms

not just any kingdoms, these were the major powers, the

of the announcement

marvel at their

then again,

was still respected… feared even. And now, with the sudden death of the former king, the world

wanted to be seen, wanted to maintain their ties,

any sickness. No whispers of frailty or decline. The former King had been strong.

did he die so

only fueled suspicion. Two days. That’s all it took for

something? Had the

Others thought of opportunity.

observe. They would watch closely at the coronation, weigh the kingdom’s new ruler, and decide whether

as it used to be, especially now,

course. Outwardly, everyone

polished words and diplomatic bows, there was calculation. Every kingdom here knew the truth: weakness, even

celebrate. They were here to observe. To weigh. To

walked through the gates, silent among the murmurs and formal greetings echoing around the

spotted familiar faces, some allies, some not. People she had met at the grand ball. People who remembered her… and

scanned the crowd

then she felt it,

Prince Alexei.

her masked face and then down to the cap she wore. She was still

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