Chidera's smirk faltered, but he pressed on. "You shouldn't have denied me what I asked for," he snapped, gesturing toward Nnenna.
"Everything in this house belongs to me, including that toy! Anyone who disrespects a royal deserves what they get," he concluded smugly, leaning back in his chair with confidence.
The room stirred with quiet murmurs, but Nnenna remained calm, her gaze sharp.
"Disrespects a royal?" she repeated, her tone dripping with disdain. "If I remember correctly, my last name is Achebe. My title is Second Princess. Doesn't that make me a royal?"
Her eyes flicked to the king, daring him to deny her.
The king hesitated, his expression reluctant, but after a heavy pause, he nodded. He couldn't deny the truth of her words, she was, after all, the daughter he had adopted.
The room went silent again as all eyes turned back to Nnenna. She stood her ground, her presence commanding respect.
