Chapter 394: Just righteousness… right?

King Vladimir of Haran stood, his towering frame casting a shadow that stretched far beyond the table. His expression was unreadable, stone cold, but brimming with suppressed fire.

Somto’s eyes narrowed.

Here it comes.

“King Somto,” Vladimir said, voice smooth but laced with venom, “we appreciate your… emotional explanation of your father’s death.” He stepped forward, his thick cloak dragging slightly behind him. “Tragic, truly. Heroic, even.”

He paused, letting the sarcasm simmer in the air.

“But surely you don’t expect the entire continent to believe that a king in peak health, one of the most powerful men in the realm, just so happened to die in a spontaneous assassination attempt… all to save a single girl?”

Gasps echoed.

Nnenna froze.

Somto kept his sharp gaze on him, but said nothing yet.

“E-Especially” King Vladimir stammered a little under Somto’s intimidating gaze then he steadied himself and smiled slightly. “Especially a girl who, according to public knowledge, wasn’t even blood.”

Tension snapped tight again. It felt like the walls themselves were listening now.

Online, the sparks ignited:

@RoyalExposeHQ: “OH he’s calling Nnenna a liability???”

@CrownDebate101: “King Vladimir’s had beef since the engagement was called off.”

@WolvesOfHaran: “Finally someone’s speaking TRUTH.”

@TeamNnenna: “He’s just bitter his son and daughter got dumped. Sit DOWN, Vlad.”

Back in the hall, nobles glanced around nervously. Some were shocked. Others smirked, secretly pleased someone had the guts to say it out loud.

As for Vladimir trying to smear dirt on her son, she was furious about that and already was making

Emotions cloud judgment. And your story, while heart wrenching, conveniently clears the two people

the implication

Somto and Nnenna.

A perfect target.

finally smiled, a slow, cold smile that

the room snapped taut

this entire continent would dare send assassins into the palace of Lionara?” His voice rose. “You must

of murmurs swept through the hall like a

Offline whispers stirred:

he calling the new king a

assassins inside

someone inside helped

just covering for

a pretty

comments were

NOT pulling

people are afraid

and son got rejected. Sit down,

knows something. Haran

true, this means even the

Somto didn’t blink.

Vladimir with such piercing sharpness, it was

hall went silent

Vladimir felt it.

it wasn’t just royal. It was dangerous.

strange chill crept down his spine. How could this boy, this boy barely older than

presence? he

Somto’s eyes again, tried to hold

But he couldn’t.

faltered, and looked

the entire room

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