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Chapter 169 - 169 Challenge 2

Chapter 169: Challenge 2 Chapter 169: Challenge 2 The next match was set, Lionara versus Dixan.

Prince Somto mounted his horse once again, his expression unreadable, while Prince Minjun did the same, his usual calm demeanor giving nothing away.

The tension in the air was thick; everyone knew this would be a battle worth watching.

But just as the signal was about to be given, a sharp voice cut through the anticipation.

“Stop!

I want to compete with him.” A stunned silence followed.

Heads turned, eyes darting around to locate the speaker.

But when they realized who had spoken, the shock only deepened.

It was Second Princess Nnenna.

A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd.

“What did she just say?” “Did she mean Prince Minjun?

Is she seriously trying to take Somto’s place?” “She can’t be serious.

Minjun already proved he is a master rider.

She would be crushed.” The royal seats were filled with incredulous expressions.

Even those who had come to expect boldness from the second princess were taken aback.

Competing against other princesses was one thing, but challenging a prince, especially one as formidable as Minjun?

That was unheard of.

King Ikechukwu immediately stood, his gaze sharp and questioning.

“What is the meaning of this, Nnenna?” But she did not shrink under his scrutiny.

Instead, she lifted her chin and met his gaze squarely.

“Father, I want to compete with Prince Minjun.

I want to compare notes with him.” Her voice was unwavering, her confidence unshaken.

The murmurs grew louder.

Compare notes?

This was no casual practice run, this was a royal competition.

And her request was not just bold, it was almost insulting to the structure of the event.

King Ikechukwu’s jaw tightened, but he kept his tone even.

“You will have plenty of time to compare notes during the princesses’ competitions.

Leave the princes to their duties.” Though he kept his words measured, it was clear he would not tolerate this disruption much longer.

The entire event had been carefully arranged, and Nnenna stepping in now could create unnecessary chaos.

But even as her father dismissed her, Nnenna did not back down.

She wasn’t done yet.

“I know this, Father,” Nnenna responded calmly, unfazed by the murmurs surrounding her.

“But Prince Minjun already said that whenever I am ready to compete with him, he will be waiting.” King Ikechukwu “…” Second Prince Minjun “…” The others “…” A hushed silence fell over the arena before the crowd erupted in an uproar.

“Is she insane?” “Prince Minjun humiliated Prince Ankhbayar, who was raised among the finest riders in the four great kingdoms, and she thinks she has a chance?” “Maybe she misunderstood him.

There’s no way Minjun meant it literally.” Others scoffed.

“She just wants attention.” “She’s trying to prove something, but this isn’t the place for that.” The nobles from Dixan laughed among themselves, thoroughly entertained.

Prince Minjun remained where he was, watching her with mild amusement, but the smug glint in his eyes revealed how much he enjoyed this turn of events.

Up in the royal seating, the Lionara royals reacted with varying degrees of disbelief.

Ebere let out a mocking laugh.

“Oh, please.

You must be joking, Nnenna.

I don’t know where you got this ridiculous idea, but step down before you make a fool of yourself.” “You just saw what happened to Ankhbayar,” Abuchi added, shaking his head.

“He didn’t stand a chance against Minjun, and you think you’ll do better?” Obinna sighed, leaning back.

“Nnenna, for once, don’t be stubborn.

This isn’t a duel of wits or strategy, it’s a race.

One Minjun is guaranteed to win if you race him.” Their dismissals were harsh, but not unexpected.

Even King Ikechukwu’s patience was thinning.

“Enough of this nonsense.

Step back, Nnenna.” But despite everything, despite the condescension, the mockery, and the outright disbelief, Nnenna remained standing.

She was not stupid.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

If she had chosen this moment to step forward, then there was a reason.

Carl and Arthur watched the scene unfold in silence, unreadable expressions on their faces.

While the others doubted, mocked, or dismissed her outright, neither of them spoke against her decision.

Because they knew.

Knew that Nnenna was not the type to do anything without purpose.

Knew that if she stepped forward now, it wasn’t out of arrogance or recklessness.

And because of that, they had no reason to doubt.

While the rest of the arena questioned her sanity, they only leaned back and watched.

With confidence.

And whether they realized it or not… It didn’t matter to them whether she won or lost.

King Ikechukwu’s expression hardened instantly.

“No,” he said firmly.

“This match is too important.

It is a matter of honor for Lionara.

Somto will compete, and that is final.” It was expected.

The king had been waiting for this moment, this was his chance to prove to all watching that Lionara was still the mightiest among the kingdoms.

That his firstborn son remained unmatched.

The rejection should have ended things right then and there.

But then Arthur spoke.

His voice was quiet, but it carried enough weight to still the murmuring nobles around him.

“Let her compete.” King Ikechukwu “…” The crowd “…” The entire arena went silent.

Arthur had not spoken a word all day, watching the events unfold with his usual unreadable gaze.

But now, he had chosen to break that silence, to support Nnenna.

The shock was palpable.

Even Minjun raised a curious brow.

“Prince Arthur, you cannot be serious,” Ebere scoffed.

“Let her compete?

Against Minjun?

I don’t think so!” Carl, who had been equally quiet, merely smirked.

“I don’t remember him asking for your opinion.” Ebere “…” King Ikechukwu looked at the two of them sharply, but Arthur remained composed.

“This is what she wants.

Let her race.” The king’s jaw tightened.

He hated this.

Hated how Nnenna was disrupting what was supposed to be Somto’s moment.

Hated that two of the most influential figures in the room, Arthur and Carl, were supporting this madness.

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