They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 621

Chapter 621: You Killed Him, Didn’t You?

Murmurs rose again, hushed and uneasy. Somto had not come with them.

And at the center of it all sat Nnenna, upright in her chair, her expression unreadable as she met their stares head on.

Obinna broke the silence. He straightened his shoulders and moved forward, it fell on him to greet them, since Somto... hadn’t come.

"Welcome to Lionara, Prince Carl, Prince Arthur, Dr. Darius." His voice was steady, respectful.

The three gave him brief nods, acknowledgment without ceremony.

Then his eyes found Nnenna.

A soft smile touched his face, not betraying his surprise at sight of the wheelchair. "Welcome home, Nnenna. We missed you."

Her chest pinched. For a second, she froze. But then she remembered, Obinna had already begun treating her differently before she left for Lionara. Kinder. Gentler. She never understood why.

Still, respect deserved respect. She dipped her head slightly. "It’s good to be home."

"Welcome back!" Ebere stepped forward and bent down to wrap her in a hug, warmth cutting through the heavy air.

gave her shoulder a light pat. Playful as always, but careful, aware of where

curved, her voice slipping out before

Nnenna, the disdain in her

could even open her mouth. "I think we should go inside

Chioma lowered her

however, felt the tension spreading. He quickly dismissed the remaining members of the court,

absence of their king’s return already weighed heavily on them, Somto’s closest friends were here, but Somto himself was nowhere to be

had promised him he would help guide the kingdom, even from afar. But for more than six months now, his phone

time. Sometimes, Somto disappeared for years. Yet one thing had always been true: whenever they truly needed him,

dining hall, insisting they must be hungry after the

if drawing strength from them. She had braced herself for this moment, but as silence wrapped around the room, her

Minutes stretched.

her shoulder and stepped forward. "I’ll say it," he murmured, taking the weight from

sit first." he guessed at the dinning table and walked forward. Everyone else

of cutlery had been muted, as if the family themselves knew what was coming. Carl drew

out the parts no one outside their circle should know. "He was one of the most loyal people I’ve ever met. He fought when others would have run.

The words fell heavy.

the table. His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles pale, though his

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