Chapter 412: Was I Wrong?

Manicured gardens unfolded in every direction, bursting with flowers in colors Nnenna had never seen before, soft glowing blues, delicate purples with translucent petals, and rich reds that looked like drops of fire.

Multiple towers pierced the sky, each uniquely shaped, some round like domes, others twisting like spirals or crowned with gold plated spires.

The largest tower at the center seemed to float ever so slightly. This was the heart of an ancient, powerful kingdom, and home to royalty that ruled with tradition.

The vehicle finally slowed as they passed under a wide archway carved from white stone, heading into the castle’s lower levels. Torches lining the walls lit up automatically as they approached, flickering to life with soft blue flames.

They were now inside the underground garage, massive, clean, and echoing slightly with the hum of modern technology.

Sleek black cars, and gleaming carriages, each tagged with the royal crest. Attendants in tailored uniforms waited quietly in rows, ready to help.

With a gentle stop, their car parked at the center, right at the royal family’s personal bay.

Somto stepped out first, tall and composed, before turning to offer his hand to Nnenna again.

“This is it,” he said quietly, watching her expression.

Nnenna’s eyes were wide, her senses overloaded by everything she had just seen.

She took his hand. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered.

this… is just the

the castle, floors polished to a shine, ceilings etched with gold

kept darting

banners before the housekeeper came to a graceful stop and

front entrance of the inner wing, was someone Nnenna hadn’t seen in

Arthur.

He looked… different.

always, but this time, his shoulders slumped slightly. His face was pale, lips pressed into a thin line, and the fire that usually burned in his eyes

was someone haunted by the

She stopped walking.

He did too.

without saying goodbye, without a note, a word, a

“You’ve changed,” he said

slowly.

but his expression hardened slightly as he studied his old friend. He

find was the very one standing a few feet away now. But he was not about to help him piece things together.

horrible compared to his previous confident self. The weight of failure,

Somto wasn’t going to fix it. Not this time. Arthur needed to give up, at least for now. It was the

attention from every power player on the continents. The

the real storm

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