Chapter 626: It’s for the World

... Since I’m kind of an outsider, close, but not too close, you don’t have to worry about what I think. You can talk to me freely."

Her wheels came to a brief halt. "There’s nothing to talk about," she said flatly. "See you later."

She wheeled off again, this time determined. Darius stayed rooted where he was, but the words slipped out of him anyway, spontaneous and sharp with instinct.

"The funeral’s this evening," he called after her. "Up for it?"

Nnenna froze mid motion. "Does it matter?" she asked without turning.

"I guess not." His tone softened. "Look... you seem unable to move on. Something’s clearly holding you back. I won’t pretend to have all the answers to what’s going on in your head. But listen to me, go there. And don’t leave anything behind."

There was no lecture in his voice this time, just quiet sincerity.

Nnenna’s shoulders lowered, tension melting just slightly. She nodded once, gently. "Thank you," she whispered. Then she rolled away, leaving Darius watching her retreat into the silence of the halls.

A few hours later, breaking news exploded across the Lionaran network.

like rivers of black steel, all flowing toward one destination, and one destination only: the

was happening. It looked less like a surprise visiting of dignitaries and more like the summoning of legends, an Avengers level convergence. To make matters even stranger, most of the arrivals weren’t even

possibly pull this many giants across the world in less than twenty four

reached the

it pressing down on him until he finally managed to speak. "Who... who are these people?"


court doors creaked open. Carl stepped in, his expression gentle but his tone

said, striding into the hall. "They are Somto’s circle, his friends, fellow generals, comrades. Dignitaries whose lives he touched. Many are from Prigrian and Riverum. The moment they heard of the funeral, they

Court officials exchanged stunned glances, jaws slack. Even

but heavy with meaning. "I know this is bigger than what we planned. But these people... they’re not just guests. They’re family to him. Friends whose lives

filled the hall like a storm cloud, leaving Obinna and the officials to wrestle with the scale of what

spoke, his voice unsteady. It wasn’t Carl’s words that shook him, it was the staggering realization that his older brother

rooms or resources prepared

stepped in smoothly, his confidence grounding the moment. "Trust me, comfort is the least

the family Somto spent much of his time with in Prigrian, the White royal family. They’re already on

small nod. "That would be... kind of you. Meeting those who cared for my brother, it’s important to me. I want to thank them

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