Chapter 623: You Hate Her That Much?

"That’s confidential," Arthur cut in firmly, his eyes narrowing in warning. "But Carl’s right. He died doing what he loves." He glanced at the door, quiet but sure. "And Nnenna can attest to that."

Carl nodded once. "Yes. She was there."

The family looked at each other, uncertainty cracking into belief. Ebere’s hand trembled at her side, her lips pressing tight.

Abuchi ran a hand over his face, trying to process it all. Obinna leaned back, finally nodding slowly, as though convincing himself.

"If Nnenna can attest to this..." Obinna murmured, "...then it must be true."

The others followed, their expressions softening into reluctant acceptance.

Only Queen Chioma and Chidera remained rigid, their silence heavy with refusal. Their eyes spoke what their mouths did not: they didn’t believe a word of it. But seeing the others accept, they had no more ground to stand on, for now.

"That’s it then. Tomorrow evening," Carl said. The rest nodded, the decision sealed.

But Abuchi shifted uneasily in his seat. His lips parted, hesitated, then parted again.

Finally, he leaned forward. "If you don’t mind me asking..." His voice trailed, but before anyone could grant permission, he pressed on, his expression tightening. "No, I want to know. She’s my sister too. What happened to her legs?"

fell heavy in

She had wanted to know too, but hadn’t found the courage to ask. Now that

His gaze dropped, then he

trying to


was impossible to miss.

Nnenna, not the other way around. Saying it aloud carved deeper into

his thoughts turning inward. So that’s what happened. He didn’t say it, but the puzzle pieces began

world. What danger could possibly exist that forced Nnenna, their sister, to risk

Queen Chioma scoffed. Her lips curled into something close to a smile, though it carried

turned toward her instantly,

The air turned cold.

air, low and cold. It carried no effort, yet the weight of it pressed down on Queen Chioma

by grief and anger over

the reason everything has gone wrong in this castle. Be careful, Prince Arthur. Bad luck follows her. Don’t let her stay close to you, it can

venom sharp, though deep down she knew none of it was true. Still, lies had always been her favorite weapon, and tonight, she

she stayed close to me," he said without hesitation. "Bad

The room stilled.


he used words like happiest man in the world. To him, there was nothing to hide as far as she didn’t

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