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.

fell completely silent as he stepped forward, his deep voice

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

the livestream. Hearts beat louder in chests,

measured grace. Every eye was on him, the young prince who had spent

hugged his broad shoulders. His eyes, sharp and steady,

gestured to the crown. “Do you, Somto, accept the burden of this crown? Do you swear to uphold the laws of our land, protect the innocent, govern justly, and lead with honor as long

strong

emotion coursed through the hall. Some gasped softly, others closed their eyes, savoring the gravity of the moment. Even the smallest servants wiped away tears; the unspoken promise of hope was

remembered the boy who had been restless, rebellious

Though their relationship had its tangled moments, she knew this day marked a turning point, not just for Somto, but for

a brief glance. Abuchi whispered, “He carries the weight well… more than I ever expected.” Obinna nodded,

was unreadable, but the

Seungho of Dixan adjusted his robes thoughtfully, clearly impressed. “Somto’s presence is commanding, more than any before him. It looks like

of screens worldwide, the virtual crowd

it! The moment we’ve waited for! Somto looks so

“The oath, such a powerful vow. His

looks proud, this family is

easy. Can he truly govern

would be nervous. But

echo centuries

he placed