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

Chapter 377: Crowned King of Lionara!

Nnenna could not see the comments, thankfully, but she could still feel eyes on her as she rejoined the sidelines. She kept her posture calm, her steps smooth, but inside, she was pacing.

It was over. She did it. No one noticed her mistakes. She did not embarrass Somto or herself.

Still…

Why did her chest feel heavier now than when it began?

The music had finally died down. The grand ballroom, once alive with swirling dancers and whispered excitement, now settled into a heavy, expectant silence.

The immense hall, its ceilings soaring like the heavens, chandeliers glittering like constellations, and banners fluttering with ancient symbols, held the collective breath of everyone present. This was no ordinary evening. Tonight, history would be made.

The guests shifted in their seats, the weight of anticipation pressing upon their chests. Courtiers dressed in the richest velvets and silks exchanged glances.

Foreign dignitaries from distant kingdoms adjusted their crowns and jewels, their faces masks of polite interest, but their eyes shining with curiosity and respect.

Common folk, watching from the livestream, leaned closer to their screens as the moment approached. Children pressed their faces against windowpanes, hoping to catch a glimpse through the distant castle windows.

At the heart of this monumental gathering stood the throne, a magnificent symbol of power, carved from ancient stone and inlaid with gold and jewels. Upon a velvet cushion rested the crown of the kingdom, gleaming with a weight far greater than mere metal.

The oldest elder, a man whose presence commanded respect and awe, rose slowly. His silver hair and lined face told of decades spent serving the realm, of wisdom earned through hardship and time.

forward, his deep voice

A promise made by a son of this land to the people he will serve. An oath that will bind him to justice, protection, and

livestream. Hearts beat louder in

measured grace. Every eye was on him, the young

shoulders. His eyes, sharp and steady,

accept the burden of this crown? Do you swear to uphold the laws of our land, protect the innocent, govern justly, and lead with

strong and

emotion coursed through the hall. Some gasped softly, others closed their eyes, savoring the gravity of the moment. Even the smallest

mother, clutched her hands tightly, her heart swelling with a mixture of pride and hope. She remembered the boy who had been restless,

she

“He carries the weight well… more than I ever expected.” Obinna nodded, a hint of surprise in his eyes as he watched his eldest brother claim

exchanged their own subtle nods of approval. King Altan’s face was unreadable, but the twitch at the corner of his mouth betrayed his respect. Princess Chimeg whispered to her father, “A strong

his robes thoughtfully, clearly impressed. “Somto’s presence is commanding, more than any before

screens worldwide, the virtual crowd erupted

“This is it! The moment we’ve waited for! Somto looks

a powerful vow. His voice gave

this family is

easy. Can he truly govern

that dance, I thought he would be nervous. But look at him, steady as a

echo centuries of tradition. This ceremony feels

lifted the crown with reverence, the golden band catching the light and scattering it like stars. Slowly, deliberately, he placed it on Somto’s head. The hall erupted in applause, thunderous, heartfelt, a wave