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Chapter 127 - 127 Facing Mockery

Chapter 127: Facing Mockery Chapter 127: Facing Mockery By the time she ran the next 10 km, she finished in one hour.

She stopped, panting, her hands on her knees.

She did it.

Though it was still far from Lady Rose’s goal, she had cut down her time significantly in just a few hours.

This was how runners improved, by pushing past the initial pain barrier until their body adjusted.

By finding a rhythm in their breathing and pace that allowed them to run efficiently without wasting energy.

By strengthening their muscles through repeated effort, making each step smoother and more controlled.

By developing the mental toughness to keep going even when it felt impossible.

And she had done all of that today.

She grinned.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was progress.

As lunchtime approached, she decided to take a well earned break.

Lady Rose walked past the training grounds after finishing her class.

The moment she saw Nnenna running, a flicker of something crossed her eyes.

Amusement?

Respect?

It was gone too quickly to tell.

She didn’t stop, didn’t call out to her, didn’t offer any encouragement.

Instead, she simply shook her head and walked away, as if disappointed, just like the rest of the staff on their break.

It was hard to tell if the disappointment was real… or if she simply wanted others to think it was.

Meanwhile, Ebere and the princes were bored.

With nothing better to do, they decided it was time to remind Nnenna just how ridiculous she looked.

“Skipping lessons just to run in circles?” One of the princes scoffed.

“She’s even more foolish than I thought.” Ebere laughed.

“Maybe she thinks she’ll outrun her stupidity.” Their servants had already told them about Nnenna’s ‘training,’ and now they wanted to see it for themselves.

Mocking her would be a great way to kill time.

So, slowly and smugly, they made their way toward the training grounds, laughter spilling from their lips.

When they arrived at the training grounds, they found Nnenna packing her things.

She didn’t even notice them at first.

The three of them stood there, staring at her like she was some strange creature in a zoo.

Then, Chidera broke the silence.

“Third Brother, what do you think Daddy will do if he finds out Sister isn’t taking her lessons seriously at all?” Abuchi smirked.

“He would be furious, of course.

And he wouldn’t stand for it.

Knowing him, he might punish her… or even ban her from coming to the ball.” Ebere’s eyes lit up at the thought.

“Then shouldn’t we tell him?” she asked eagerly.

The idea of getting rid of Nnenna, the person she was forced to share the spotlight with, was too tempting.

But Abuchi was smarter.

“We could tell him,” he whispered, lowering his voice.

“But wouldn’t it be better to let her disgrace herself on the big day?” Chidera and Ebere exchanged glances.

“Think about it,” Abuchi continued, his tone filled with quiet amusement.

“Would you rather have Father scold her for a few minutes and ban her from the ball… or would you rather watch her embarrass herself, and the entire kingdom, in front of everyone?” He smiled coldly.

“Even the foreign guests will be watching.

And when Father sees her failure, he won’t just ban her… he’ll send her straight back to the orphanage where she belongs.” Silence followed.

Then, slowly, Ebere grinned.

“I like that plan better.” “Wouldn’t that be much better?” Abuchi asked his two younger siblings once more, his tone smug.

Chidera and Ebere didn’t hesitate, then nodded.

“Yes, it would.

It would be much better,” they agreed.

“Then let’s leave her to it,” Abuchi said, turning around.

But Chidera hesitated.

He couldn’t leave without saying something to her.

So he stepped forward, closing the distance between them.

“Second Sister, why do you keep doing this?” he asked.

Even as the words left his mouth, he surprised himself.

Why was he asking?

Did he even care?

The thought barely had time to settle before Ebere and Abuchi scoffed quietly behind him.

Still, Chidera continued.

“Why do you keep trying to fit in when it’s obvious that you’re not one of us?” His voice carried a mock sense of pity.

“You were given a chance to learn how to be like us, but you still can’t take it.

Isn’t it obvious that you don’t belong here?” Nnenna didn’t react.

She didn’t flinch.

She didn’t glare.

She didn’t even look at him.

But Chidera wasn’t done.

“If you just tell Father that you don’t want to be here anymore, he can always send you back to the orphanage.” He tilted his head, fake concern now dripping from his words.

“Wouldn’t that be much more comfortable for you?

Clearly, you can’t keep up.” He waited.

Waited for her to finally break.

For her to snap, or cry, or yell.

But Nnenna just stood there.

Silent.

Unshaken.

Nnenna had no plans to answer him, so she remained quiet.

But Chidera didn’t mind.

He turned to his siblings for backup.

“Guys, don’t you think so?

Wouldn’t she be happier back at the orphanage?

That way, she wouldn’t have to keep wasting time here, trying to fit in when she clearly doesn’t belong.” At his words, the small group that had gathered, some personal maids and a few servants who had followed them, began whispering amongst themselves.

“He’s not wrong,” one of the servants muttered under their breath.

“The second princess has never been able to act like a proper royal since she arrived,” another whispered back, though they made sure to say it a little louder, hoping to gain favor with their masters.

“Ever since she was little, it’s been one foolish thing after another.

She has no skills, no talents… she’s practically a servant herself,” a third chimed in, shaking their head.

“She would be more comfortable if she just accepted it,” someone else added.

The murmurs grew, a quiet storm of gossip swirling around her.

“Why does she insist on being a royal when it’s obvious this whole thing is stressing her out?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS JedidiahBeaufoy Have some idea about my story?

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