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Chapter 377: Crowned King of Lionara!

Chapter 377: Crowned King of Lionara!

Nnenna could not see the comments, thankfully, but she could still feel eyes on her as she rejoined the sidelines. She kept her posture calm, her steps smooth, but inside, she was pacing.

It was over. She did it. No one noticed her mistakes. She did not embarrass Somto or herself.

Still…

Why did her chest feel heavier now than when it began?

The music had finally died down. The grand ballroom, once alive with swirling dancers and whispered excitement, now settled into a heavy, expectant silence.

The immense hall, its ceilings soaring like the heavens, chandeliers glittering like constellations, and banners fluttering with ancient symbols, held the collective breath of everyone present. This was no ordinary evening. Tonight, history would be made.

The guests shifted in their seats, the weight of anticipation pressing upon their chests. Courtiers dressed in the richest velvets and silks exchanged glances.

Foreign dignitaries from distant kingdoms adjusted their crowns and jewels, their faces masks of polite interest, but their eyes shining with curiosity and respect.

Common folk, watching from the livestream, leaned closer to their screens as the moment approached. Children pressed their faces against windowpanes, hoping to catch a glimpse through the distant castle windows.

At the heart of this monumental gathering stood the throne, a magnificent symbol of power, carved from ancient stone and inlaid with gold and jewels. Upon a velvet cushion rested the crown of the kingdom, gleaming with a weight far greater than mere metal.

The oldest elder, a man whose presence commanded respect and awe, rose slowly. His silver hair and lined face told of decades spent serving the realm, of wisdom earned through hardship and time.

The room fell completely silent as he stepped forward, his deep voice resonating with the solemnity the occasion demanded.

“Today,” he intoned, “we witness a sacred covenant. A promise made by a son of this land to the people he will serve. An oath that will bind him to justice, protection, and honor for all time.”

The guests leaned in. Cameras zoomed in on the livestream. Hearts beat louder in chests, both in the hall and beyond.

Somto, the soon to be king, stepped forward with measured grace. Every eye was on him, the young prince who had spent years preparing, learning, and fighting for this day.

His uniform, simple yet regal, hugged his broad shoulders. His eyes, sharp and steady, met the crown before him.

The elder gestured to the crown. “Do you, Somto, accept the burden of this crown? Do you swear to uphold the laws of our land, protect the innocent, govern justly, and lead with honor as long as you reign?”

Somto’s voice rang out, strong and unwavering. “I do.”

A ripple of emotion coursed through the hall. Some gasped softly, others closed their eyes, savoring the gravity of the moment. Even the smallest servants wiped away tears; the unspoken promise of hope was palpable.

Ebere, the queen mother, clutched her hands tightly, her heart swelling with a mixture of pride and hope. She remembered the boy who had been restless, rebellious at times, but fiercely loyal. He was always following his heart. Now, standing as king, he was the pillar her family needed.

Nnenna watched quietly, a faint smile touching her lips. Though their relationship had its tangled moments, she knew this day marked a turning point, not just for Somto, but for the whole family.

Abuchi and Obinna stood side by side, sharing a brief glance. Abuchi whispered, “He carries the weight well… more than I ever expected.” Obinna nodded, a hint of surprise in his eyes as he watched his eldest brother claim his destiny.

The dignitaries from Roxurun, Dixan, Gigangum, and Haran each exchanged their own subtle nods of approval. King Altan’s face was unreadable, but the twitch at the corner of his mouth betrayed his respect. Princess Chimeg whispered to her father, “A strong king in the making.”

King Seungho of Dixan adjusted his robes thoughtfully, clearly impressed. “Somto’s presence is commanding, more than any before him. It looks like Lionara isn’t weak at all.”

On millions of screens worldwide, the virtual crowd erupted with excitement and emotion.

@RoyalWatcher22: “This is it! The moment we’ve waited for! Somto looks so poised.”

@TraditionKeeper99: “The oath, such a powerful vow. His voice gave me chills.”

@CrownJewelFan: “Nnenna looks proud, this family is something special.”

@SkepticSam: “Words are easy. Can he truly govern with justice? Time will tell.”

@DanceFanatic88: “After that dance, I thought he would be nervous. But look at him, steady as a rock.”

@HistoryBuff101: “The elder’s words echo centuries of tradition. This ceremony feels timeless.”

The elder lifted the crown with reverence, the golden band catching the light and scattering it like stars. Slowly, deliberately, he placed it on Somto’s head. The hall erupted in applause, thunderous, heartfelt, a wave of sound that echoed through the ancient stones.

Somto bowed deeply, humbled and determined. He was no longer just a prince. He was the king.

The applause rolled like a wave through the hall. Some wept quietly, old men who remembered darker times, young women who hoped for peace. Nobles exchanged whispered predictions and bets on the future of the reign.

Somto’s siblings gathered close. There was a new respect in their eyes, a bond forged not just by blood but by shared destiny.

Even Bora, once so hostile to Nnenna, watched with a conflicted expression, perhaps recognizing the gravity of the moment beyond personal grudges.

The livestream chat kept buzzing

@HopefulHeart: “This is the start of a new age for the kingdom. I can feel it.”

@RoyalTeaSpiller: “Nnenna’s look when the crown was placed… she’s ready to support him.”

@SkepticSam: “Too good to be true? Let’s see if he lives up to it.”

@EpicFantasyFan: “The way the elder spoke… you know this isn’t just ceremony. It’s destiny.”

@TrollMcGee: “I bet he’s just hoping no one finds out he can’t dance.”

@DanceFanatic88: “@TrollMcGee not after that ballroom moment! Somto and Nnenna killed it!”

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This is the tenth of the promised ten chapters 🥳🥳

I’m sure you enjoyed the mass release. It’s me, your dedicated and beloved author, Jedidiahbeaufoy!