They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 376

Chapter 375: Why Do I Feel Like This?

@CourtCamerasBeRolling: “Watch the nobles’ faces! They’re so CONFUSED. I live for this drama.”

@CultureKeeper07: “Unconventional? Yes. Unbelievable? No. Necessary? ABSOLUTELY.”

@HeirToMyHeart: “Nnenna really said ‘not on my watch.’ Respect.”

@EyesOnTheBallroom: “This is why she’s different. She didn’t wait for a second chance. She made it.”

Somto did not waste a second.

The moment her hand stretched out further, he caught it gently but firmly, as if afraid she might change her mind again. Without a word, he led her, regal and assured, to the center of the grand ballroom.

Their footsteps echoed faintly as they walked across the polished marble, and a wave of whispers swept through the guests, parting like the sea before them.

The spotlight followed, catching the shimmer of Nnenna’s gown and the subtle pride in Somto’s stride.

Up on the gallery, the instrumentalists, who had just begun packing up their instruments in disappointmentz froze mid motion. One blinked. Another gawked.

Then—

“Wait, are we back on??”

“Get your bow, get your bow! MOVE!”

“Did the princess just resurrect the dance??”

Musicians scrambled in every direction like startled birds. Violins were snatched from cases, drumsticks retrieved from their holders, and sheet music hastily reopened.

A flutist dropped their instrument in a panic and snatched it back up in time for the downbeat.

In just under thirty seconds, the orchestra was ready again, tuning, nodding, holding their breath.

And then

The music began.

Soft. Slow. Regal.

waltz written centuries ago for the first royal coronation of Lionara. A song meant for the heir of the kingdom to mark the beginning of a new era. Now, it

on the crown prince and the second

a delicate melody through

at the center, their

placed her right hand gently in his. His right hand settled on the side of her waist, firm yet respectful. Her

frame, elegant, measured, perfect for

move in rhythm, Somto instinctively pulled her closer, not too much, just enough to close the space between

now, and their joined hands held

closest he had ever been to

hugs, no cuddled childhood memories. He couldn’t recall ever having held her like this, not

curve of her arm around his shoulder,

was almost like

to cold armor, sharp swords, and the silence of the battlefield, this closeness was

But comforting.

He felt… safe.

girl? But it was

her presence, he didn’t have to measure every breath, every thought, every word. With her, his walls didn’t need to

very feeling, that comfort, only made the confusing mess inside him

What was this?

now, when she willingly danced with him, came to him his defenses didn’t know

But not now.

Not here.

breath, pushed the confusion aside, and let the music guide

when she

she

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