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

in every detail with quiet awe, though her gaze kept darting around as

in velvet banners before the

there, standing right at the front entrance of the inner wing,

Arthur.

He looked… different.

this time, his shoulders slumped slightly. His face was pale,

now was someone haunted by the weight of something he could not fix, someone who looked like he hadn’t slept

She stopped walking.

He did too.

was a beat of silence as their eyes met. Nnenna’s heart clenched. He had left without saying goodbye, without a note, a

“You’ve changed,” he said

nodded slowly. “So

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

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

of failure, the endless search, the looming threat, all

Arthur needed to give up, at least for now. It was the only way to keep her, and everyone else,

identity had become a lightning rod, drawing attention from every power player on the continents. The world had begun shifting,

Somto knew, the real

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