They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 140 - 140 No Ordinary Servants

Chapter 140: No Ordinary Servants Chapter 140: No Ordinary Servants “Yes, I have,” Nnenna responded, her voice steady.

For some reason, speaking to him felt like reporting to a commanding officer at boot camp.

“That’s good,” he said, nodding slightly.

His eyes wandered around the room before he casually remarked, “The room looks nice.

Is it to your liking?” Nnenna “..?” Nnenna didn’t respond immediately.

Instead, she stared at him, wondering why he even cared.

‘What does it matter to you whether I like it or not?

It’s not like you ever spoke up for me to get my own room in the first place.

And even if I say it’s not to my, what would you do about it?’ Somto could guess what was running through her mind, but he didn’t voice it.

He had never openly advocated for her to get a room of her own, not because he didn’t want her to have one, but because he didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention to himself.

Now that the king had taken action, he could bring it up casually.

So, he asked again, “Is the room to your liking?” “Yes, it is, First Prince,” Nnenna answered.

Somto’s calm, indifferent expression finally shifted, into a deep frown.

The first sign of emotion he had shown since arriving.

“I am your first brother,” he corrected firmly.

“You can call me ‘first big brother’ or ‘first brother,’ but calling me by my title?

That would sound weird.” He trailed off as if realizing how odd the correction sounded himself.

Nnenna raised an eyebrow.

Was this another part of the Grand Ball preparations?

Did he want her to call him “first big brother” just so people wouldn’t be suspicious?

She decided not to ask.

Then she suddenly remembered something important, his gifts.

“Thank you for the books and study materials you sent through the hospital director,” she said sincerely.

Somto gave a small nod but paused as he processed her words.

His sharp eyes flickered with something unreadable.

Hospital director?

Not “Brother Ikenna”?

Interesting.

He wondered if she was deliberately creating distance or if she simply didn’t know that they knew each other.

Either way, he filed the information away for later.

He shook it off.

“You’re welcome,” he said out loud this time.

Then, as if remembering something, he added, “What about dresses for the ball?

Do you have everything you need?

The outfits for the hobbies, the activities, the hunting, and everything else?” “Yes, I have them,” she answered immediately, still wondering why he was suddenly so concerned, especially after being absent for months, only to drop in on the morning of the Grand Ball like this.

Then again, this was Somto’s style.

Ten years of him coming and going without explanation, barely leaving any trace of his whereabouts.

“Okay,” he replied simply.

And yet… he remained standing there.

The silence stretched.

Nnenna watched him.

He seemed to have something to say, yet he didn’t speak.

The room began to feel awkward.

He, of course, looked perfectly calm, like he had been since the moment he walked in.

Meanwhile, Nnenna could feel a single bead of sweat trailing down her back.

She did not have the mental fortitude to endure this kind of tension.

Finally, she gave in.

“What is it?” she asked, her voice laced with exasperation.

Hearing her ask, he finally spoke up.

He felt a bit annoyed at her discomfort but didn’t blame her, he knew exactly where it was coming from.

“I prepared some clothes for you.

In fact, everything you might need.

But I won’t force you to wear any of them, that’s your choice.

Since you already have outfits picked out, I’ll just leave these here so you can decide for yourself.” He paused for a moment, then added, “I know that Mother didn’t prepare everything you needed.

Try to forgive her for that.” Another pause.

He suddenly realized he had no right to tell her what, or whom, she should or shouldn’t forgive.

He let out a small sigh.

“Just try not to hold onto it as a grudge,” he said, this time more careful with his words.

“It’ll weigh you down more than you realize.” Then, as if switching gears, he clapped his hands once.

A knock sounded at the door.

Somto glanced at her briefly before turning his attention back to it.

“Come in,” he said.

About a dozen servants walked into the room, each carrying stacks of boxes.

They moved with precision, placing the packages on her dressing table, their hands working swiftly yet gracefully.

Nnenna “…” Nnenna’s eyes widened as the boxes kept piling up, completely covering the tall dressing mirror.

The sheer number of them was overwhelming.

She turned to Somto, about to say something, probably a question about the absurd extravagance of it all, but something else caught her attention.

The servants.

She didn’t recognize them.

That was strange.

She had spent years working alongside almost every servant in the castle.

Even if she hadn’t worked directly with someone, she at least knew their faces.

Yet, as she observed these ones, she realized, she had never seen them before!

Where had they come from?

Were they personal staff working exclusively for Somto?

Had they been hiding all this time, waiting for his return?

She stole a glance at her brother.

This man keeps getting more mysterious by the day.

And the more she thought about it, the more unsettling the resemblance became.

Not in looks.

In behavior.

There was something eerily similar between Somto and the serious version of Ikenna.

After the rows of boxes were carefully arranged, even some placed neatly on the floor, the servants turned and left in a single file, moving with an almost military like precision.

Nnenna’s eyes followed them as they exited, her unease growing.

Even the kingdom’s actual soldiers didn’t move like that.

There was a level of discipline, calmness, and expertise in their movements that set them apart.

These are not ordinary servants.

And if her brother had such people serving him, then he was not ordinary either!

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