Chapter 390: That Weird Atmosphere

Nnenna coughed lightly, the sound barely audible over the chatter, but loud enough for Somto to hear.

It was the kind of cough that said, “What are you doing, and why are you doing it in front of the whole kingdom?”

She shifted uncomfortably, her hand twitching toward her lap as if she might get up again, but Somto only looked at her and smiled innocently, too innocently. The type of smile that pretended not to know he had just started a kingdom wide debate.

Across the table, Obinna’s brow furrowed.

Was this… allowed?

It definitely wasn’t tradition. That seat was reserved for high ranking council members or close royal siblings. While Nnenna was both, this felt… different.

He considered saying something, but one glance at the guests, cameras, and glittering attention of half the continent made him decide otherwise. A scene would be worse.

Somto must have his reasons, Obinna concluded. He’s always been wise.

…If only he knew.

Wisdom had absolutely nothing to do with it.

There was no strategy, no clever political angle, no secret plan being played like chess on a royal board.

Somto simply wanted Nnenna next to him, and so, he did just that.

The only ‘wisdom’ involved was knowing no one could stop him.

A few seats away, Abuchi silently watched the scene unfold. Without a word, he moved past his own seat and casually dropped into Ebere’s chair, as if the seating chart were just a suggestion.

Obinna blinked. Ebere’s seat?

But Abuchi didn’t blink back.

Compared to what he had seen on Purlit, the Dance, the Handkerchief, this was nothing.

A changed seat?

had seen romantic tragedies

suspicions, of course. Anyone with eyes and a functioning brain would. But still… something inside him refused

be,

Not after everything.

Not her. Not him.

Right?

into the seat just after hers, Nnenna’s original spot. She didn’t say a word,

refused to let her thoughts wander too far. Whatever was going on wasn’t her business… not yet. What she did know was that everyone in their family

But today?

watched her sister shine. The dance. The handkerchief. The

grand ball. Her prowess wasn’t in a loud or forceful way, but with a quiet, strange kind of strength. Like she belonged, even

Somto was giving Nnenna special attention because he finally saw her

was the beginning

then and there: if Nnenna was being

Prince Chidera, the fourth prince, had his elbows on the table and his lips twisted in suspicion. He narrowed his eyes at Nnenna as if she were a puzzle with one piece that didn’t

on, but

be scheming

seat next to eldest brother? Too calculated. The attention? Too suspicious.

huffed under his

to steal Big Brother’s attention. I don’t know how,

a fork into the air, accidentally, because the food hadn’t

But the war had

in

minutes of watching Somto’s full attention on Nnenna, he was fed

Prince Chidera couldn’t take it anymore. His eyes twitched, his fingers curled into fists,

are you doing sitting there, huh? Your seat

The room went cold.

mid air. Conversations died on lips. Glasses

The guests were stunned.

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