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Chapter 90 - 90 Instructors

Chapter 90: Instructors Chapter 90: Instructors They had been so focused on the tasks that they hadn’t even thought about pacing themselves properly.

Deciding to make sure everything was going smoothly in the kitchen as well, Nnenna made her way there.

The energy shifted slightly when she entered.

Some of the kitchen workers still didn’t look at her kindly, their loyalty clearly elsewhere.

But Nnenna didn’t mind; she wasn’t here for their approval, she was here to ensure everything for the ball was perfect.

After inspecting the ongoing work and confirming that everything was progressing well, she spoke up.

“The work here is good, but the servants outside need more snacks for later,” she said, her tone firm but calm.

“Prepare some in large batches and make sure it’s something they can eat quickly without hassle.” “Second Princess, what are you using all this food for?” one of the chefs asked sternly, his tone laced with a lack of respect.

“If it’s yours, we would bake them.

But since you’re preparing them for probably people other than yourself, we cannot help you with that,” he concluded, crossing his arms and turning slightly away as if dismissing her entirely.

Nnenna sighed inwardly, frustrated.

Why was it that no matter how much she avoided trouble, it always seemed to find her?

A day of peace, and she was back to dealing with these tiresome people.

“I am your supervisor,” she said, her voice turning cold.

“Do you really want to stand there and tell me what you can and cannot do?” The chefs didn’t reply, their silence filled with defiance.

Seeing this, Nnenna’s gaze hardened as she stepped closer, her tone sharper.

“I suppose I should just go back and tell my father that his hired help is no longer interested in being…

hired help.

Perhaps it’s time to replace some people in this kitchen,” she said pointedly, her words cutting through the air like a blade.

Normally, such a threat might have been ignored.

After all, Nnenna hadn’t held much authority in the palace before.

But ever since the king had entrusted her with responsibilities and begun valuing her input over the past few days, things had changed.

The chefs exchanged uneasy glances, unsure if ignoring her would be wise anymore.

The silence stretched, and Nnenna tilted her head slightly, her expression calm but dangerous.

“Well?” she asked, her tone daring anyone to challenge her again.

Finally, one of the chefs, unable to meet her gaze, muttered, “We’ll get started, Princess.” “Good,” Nnenna said, her voice softening only slightly.

She straightened, exuding an air of authority as she watched them reluctantly move to start preparing the snacks.

“Make sure it’s done properly,” she added firmly before stepping back to supervise their work.

As the chefs began measuring ingredients and setting up stations, Nnenna allowed herself a small, satisfied smile.

Sometimes, asserting herself was the only way to get things done.

And today, she had no intention of letting anyone disrupt the peace she had worked so hard to maintain.

Nnenna didn’t stop there.

Instead of simply giving orders and leaving, she rolled up her sleeves and began prepping alongside them.

Her actions sent ripples of surprise through the kitchen.

“She’s actually helping?” one of the workers muttered under their breath.

Another servant nodded slowly, whispering back, “She didn’t just tell them to take a break, she’s making sure they’ll have something special to eat afterward.

Where else would you find someone like her?” Despite the faint tension lingering in the air, the workers began to feel a subtle shift.

Watching Nnenna actively invest her energy into creating something for others, rather than simply demanding, made them see her in a different light.

By the time the snacks were ready, the atmosphere had softened considerably.

As she helped set the trays aside for later, Nnenna smiled to herself.

“One step at a time,” she thought, wiping her hands clean.

It didn’t matter if everyone didn’t like her now.

Eventually, her actions would speak louder than their preconceived notions.

The next morning, the entire royal family gathered for breakfast as usual.

This time, Nnenna made sure to show up on time.

She didn’t stroll in late.

She didn’t drag her feet.

She arrived exactly when she was supposed to.

And yet… No one cared.

Not a single glance of approval.

No polite nods.

Not even a raised eyebrow.

If she had ridden in on a golden chariot pulled by flaming horses, they would have been just as unimpressed.

Nnenna swallowed her irritation and ate in silence.

She had expected nothing, but still… A little recognition wouldn’t hurt.

After the meal, King Ikechukwu dabbed his lips with a napkin before clearing his throat, a signal that meant everyone had to listen.

“The ethics, etiquette, and activities instructors will arrive in a few hours,” he announced, his deep voice echoing in the dining hall.

“Some will be assigned to the princes, others to the princesses.

Pay attention.

I know most of you have already learned these things, but this ball is important.” Everyone nodded.

It was nothing new.

They had been taught these things their entire lives.

“I know most of you have already learned these lessons before,” the King continued, his sharp eyes sweeping across the table.

“But this ball is different.

We are hosting nobles and royals from multiple nations.

It’s been years since we’ve had such an important gathering, and I will not allow anyone to embarrass this family.” His tone was calm but unyielding.

A small, satisfied smirk flickered on Ebere’s lips.

Then, as expected, the King’s gaze landed on Nnenna.

“Every single one of you will attend the classes again,” he said, his gaze locking onto hers like a hunter trapping prey.

“You will also need to learn quickly,” he added.

“The ball is in less than two weeks.” The implication was crystal clear.

He didn’t believe she was up to standard.

Nnenna kept her expression neutral.

Everyone at the table already knew how to conduct themselves.

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