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Chapter 275 - 275 You Can’t Marry Her

Chapter 275: You Can’t Marry Her Chapter 275: You Can’t Marry Her Nnenna had overheard part of the fight from the hall, heart clenched.

She knew Abuchi wasn’t going to back down.

He couldn’t.

Not while Ruth and her family were suffering.

Not while he sat safe behind palace walls.

He was already plotting alternatives, she could see it in the way he paced, eyes dark and heavy with thought.

He was probably thinking about getting a marriage certificate.

A way to make their marriage official without fanfare, without ceremony.

Just to meet the conditions.

But how would he pull that off?

Ruth couldn’t leave Purlit, not now.

She was likely trapped or under surveillance.

And even if she escaped, she wouldn’t be able to reach this kingdom undetected.

Nnenna chewed her bottom lip, fingers pausing over her notebook.

She didn’t know what Abuchi would do.

But she knew this, desperate people make unpredictable choices.

In the blink of an eye, before Abuchi could find another way, the kingdom of Purlit was completely lost to the king’s younger brother.

The news hit like a hammer.

Abuchi lost all semblance of peace.

He couldn’t even bring himself to eat or livestream with his fans.

He stopped showing up for official events.

It was obvious to everyone around him that something was deeply wrong, but no one was angry at his behavior.

They understood the weight of the situation.

Nnenna noticed this too.

She knew exactly what was happening.

Kosi and Lilian were also upset about the matter since it concerned their idol and the three of them had been discussing it frequently.

As their friend, Nnenna didn’t shut down their conversations.

She listened and entertained their worries, offering comfort where she could, even if the subject was increasingly difficult for everyone.

While Abuchi was consumed by his search for a way to help his fiancée, something worse happened, something that added another layer of tension to the already unstable situation.

One morning, during a tense court meeting, Queen Chioma made a suggestion.

She referenced the rulebooks of the Kingdom, which caused an immediate ripple of unease among the courtiers.

Her words were sharp and clear, something had to be done about the engagement between the Third Prince and the Princess of Purlit, now that the kingdom had been taken over by her uncle.

Abuchi had been silent outside the meeting hall, lost in thought, thinking of a way to resolve the crisis.

But when those words reached him through one of his trusted friends, a baron who was in the meeting, everything in his mind snapped.

The anger he had been holding back boiled over.

Without a second thought, he stormed into the meeting, not caring how it looked, his fury evident in every step he took.

“What do you mean I have to dissolve my engagement with Ruth because her father is no longer the King?” he demanded, his voice heavy with disbelief and frustration.

The room fell into a tense silence.

Abuchi’s outburst was unexpected, and the other courtiers shifted uncomfortably in their seats, unsure of how to respond.

The rules of the kingdom were clear, but they seemed so cold, so detached from the human reality of the situation.

Everyone in the courtroom felt a deep unease.

The engagement between Abuchi and Ruth had been finalized, and the decision to break it off now felt like an abandonment of an ally, a slap in the face to themselves.

The atmosphere was thick with tension as no one dared speak up.

Even Obinna, usually the voice of reason, remained silent.

He was tired, tired of the constant arguments with his younger brother, tired of being dragged into situations like this one that seemed to have no resolution.

It was Queen Chioma who finally broke the silence.

Her voice was calm but firm, as if she were addressing a matter of simple fact, rather than the emotional storm raging in front of her.

“You have to understand,” she said, turning to Abuchi, “according to the rules, you’re supposed to marry a princess from a powerful kingdom.

But now that her father is no longer a king, you can’t continue with this engagement.” Abuchi’s face tightened, his frustration mounting with each word.

“Father approved of this engagement when he was still alive.

How can you all just dissolve it now?” His voice shook with disbelief, anger, and hurt.

“Does it really matter if the person I marry is powerful or not?” Queen Chioma remained unflinching, her tone controlled.

“Yes, he did approve of it, but we discussed it together.

I remember clearly that he said she might not be from a first rate kingdom, but she had to at least be from a second rate kingdom.

Now that she’s not even from a fifth rate kingdom, now that her kingdom has fallen, there is no way you can marry her.” Her words hung in the air, cold and final.

Abuchi felt the weight of them like a physical blow.

The kingdom’s laws, the rules that once seemed so distant, now felt like a wall between him and Ruth.

Abuchi clenched his fists, the anger in him rising.

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

How could they just disregard everything his father put in place before he died?

How could they throw aside his engagement with Ruth, which had been approved by his father, simply because of a change in political power?

Abuchi felt a heavy weight pressing on his chest as the discussion continued.

He had tried to keep his emotions in check, but his frustration was beginning to surface.

His mind raced, trying to come up with the right words to convince them.

He knew that the key to winning this argument was to remove emotion from the equation, but how could he?

How could he possibly stay detached when Ruth and her kingdom were suffering?

He tried again, his voice firm but laced with the urgency of the situation.

“If we had just sent them aid when all this started, this would not have happened,” he said, looking around at everyone in the room.