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Chapter 370: That’s Just My Luck

The other kingdoms, nobles, dignitaries and guests were announced one by one. Then the royal family of Lionara.

Finally, all the guests had settled into their seats, the murmurs quieted, and the moment arrived for Somto to be announced.

The air was thick with expectation, but Somto felt no pressure. Not like the battlefield, where every move meant life or death. This was a different kind of challenge.

His mother had tried to warn him. to remind him not to be nervous, but she quickly realized it was pointless. Somto was calm, almost unreadable.

There was one more thing she pressed on him: the engagement.

As the star of the night, Somto was expected to take the first dance. Tradition demanded he have a crown princess by his side, yet the space beside him was empty.

His mother urged him softly, “Choose a suitable lady from the crowd. Save face, even if you don’t plan to marry her.”

Somto nodded politely but his mind was elsewhere. He had his own plan, he just needed to find that elusive girl among the glittering faces.

The housekeeper’s voice rang out, clear and commanding, slicing through the murmurs of the hall:

“Your Majesties, honored guests, and loyal citizens, I present to you, the Crown Prince of Lionara, His Royal Highness, Prince Somto!”

A hush fell over the grand hall, then a swell of applause rippled through the crowd. Cameras on the livestream zoomed in, capturing every detail for viewers across the continent.

Somto appeared at the entrance, stepping forward with calm, effortless grace.

of the lion and the stars, paired with tailored black trousers and polished boots that echoed softly on the marble floor. A velvet cape, lined with

as he walked alone, unbothered by the absence of a

was no hint of nervousness, only quiet confidence. Each step was measured, purposeful, as if the entire hall was his battlefield and

the crowd: admiration, curiosity,

thousands watched in awe, witnessing the moment their future king entered, not as a prince shadowed by

the crowd’s reaction rippled through the room like waves. The nobles exchanged glances, some impressed by his calm,

not fazed,” murmured an elderly duke, stroking his

lady whispered to her companion, “No crown princess? Does that

on the livestream, the chat exploded with excitement, speculation, and a dash of

owns the place. No stress, no drama.

his crown princess tho? Did she ghost the king or

cape, I would be walking everywhere like a

don’t need a plus one to rule

be is hiding backstage eating

looks like. Calm, collected, ready to handle anything, even awkward

some nobles leaned in closer, their curiosity

this a statement? A rejection

a hint that the prince is playing his

the absence of a princess, and the regal outfit combined to create a powerful image, one that would be dissected and

scrolled fast, capturing the mixed emotions of a kingdom watching history unfold live, awed, amused, and curious all

shifted, signaling the start of the first dance. Somto’s eyes scanned the crowd anxiously, still no sign of Nnenna. How

stolen his chance, and this time he was determined

the hall, hidden behind a cluster of dignitaries, Nnenna nibbled on a delicate dessert, her sharp eyes never leaving