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Chapter 94 - 94 Truant

Chapter 94: Truant Chapter 94: Truant If you have any questions, you may come to see me there.

The king has instructed me to remain available for your convenience.

Good luck in your next lessons.” With that, the session ended.

Nnenna exhaled in relief.

Perfect timing.

Now she wouldn’t have to deal with the awkwardness of being late or the scolding that would have followed.

Nnenna heard footsteps approaching.

She wanted to turn and disappear before she was spotted, but it was too late.

The door swung open, and she came face to face with the head etiquette instructor, followed closely by the other teachers.

Their gazes locked onto her instantly.

Nnenna “…” Recognition flashed across their faces.

Of course, they knew her.

These instructors had been in the castle even before she was adopted, but since the king never assigned them to teach her, they had always ignored her.

Now, with the ball approaching, they finally had permission to train her, and yet, she hadn’t shown up.

And now?

She had been caught skipping.

The head instructor’s lips pressed into a thin line, irritation flickering in her eyes.

The other teachers exchanged glances, their silent judgment weighing heavy in the air.

The message was clear, she didn’t even bother to attend.

A tense silence followed.

Nnenna could practically feel their disapproval.

Great.

Just what she needed.

She straightened her shoulders, keeping her face neutral.

If they were expecting guilt or nervousness, they would be disappointed.

But judging by the way the lead instructor’s expression darkened, she was already in serious trouble.

The head instructor folded her arms, her sharp gaze fixed on Nnenna.

Disappointment burned in her eyes.

She had seen Nnenna’s natural grace and talent years ago.

Even at the age of six, the girl had carried herself with a refined elegance that only came from training.

It was clear she had once been taught by masters, even better teachers than herself.

Back then, she had eagerly waited for the chance to train Nnenna further, excited to polish her skills to perfection.

But then… the queen had forbidden it.

Now, after all these years, the king had finally given Nnenna the opportunity to learn again, yet she wasn’t taking it seriously.

Why?

The instructor’s fingers curled tightly around her fan, frustration rising in her chest.

Had the spirited, hardworking girl she once knew… disappeared?

Had she given up on herself just because her adoptive family wanted to keep her down?

Was she wrong about her?

Her sharp eyes bore into Nnenna’s calm face, searching for something, anything, to prove that the promising young girl she had once admired still existed.

But Nnenna simply met her gaze, unfazed.

“Princess Nnenna, you are late!

Or rather, you completely flunked the class.” The sharp voice of Teacher Rose, the head instructor cut through the air, instantly drawing the attention of the students in the secondary hall.

Curious heads peeked out.

Then, realization dawned.

The one getting scolded was Nnenna.

And just like that, smiles spread across their faces.

Ebere smirked.

Of course.

Nnenna just had to prove once again that she didn’t belong here.

“I’m sorry, Teacher,” Nnenna replied smoothly.

“I had something to do and completely forgot about the class.” A pin drop silence followed.

Teacher Rose’s eyes narrowed.

“Something to do?” she repeated, her voice tight.

“And what, exactly, was more important than preparing for your sixteenth birthday ball?” The tension in the air thickened.

“You do realize, don’t you?” she continued, stepping closer.

“Dozens of kingdoms will be attending.

This is your chance to make connections, leave a lasting impression, and possibly even secure a good engagement.” The other students whispered among themselves, nodding in agreement.

“And yet,” Teacher Rose’s voice rose in fury, “you claim you had something more important than this?” Nnenna “…” Other teachers “…” The servants “…” Students “…” It did sound very unserious.

Nnenna tilted her head, amused.

This teacher was really fired up.

How fun.

But wait.

Nnenna blinked as she processed the woman’s words and tone again.

The teacher was actually worried about her?

She had expected the source of her anger to be the disrespect of missing her class.

But no.

She was genuinely concerned that she wouldn’t perform well at the Grand Ball because of a missed lesson.

Even the other teachers looked stunned.

They had thought she would be scolded, maybe even punished.

Yet, their esteemed leader was more worried than furious.

Some of them nodded in approval.

“Ah, so that’s why she’s upset,” one whispered.

“It’s not about the disrespect.

She actually wants her to do well.” “If she’s scolded, maybe she’ll take this more seriously,” another muttered, hopeful.

But not everyone was pleased.

Among the teachers, one woman stood with a sour expression.

The assistant to Teacher Rose.

Unlike the others, she didn’t care whether Nnenna learned anything.

She had one goal, to make Princess Ebere happy.

And what better way than to disgrace Nnenna in front of everyone?

She tilted her head, pretending to be deeply offended as she spoke.

“Mistress, she clearly has no regard for you.” The hall fell silent.

The woman took a step forward, her voice dripping with fake disappointment.

“She knew that Great Mistress Rose was coming all the way from her hometown to teach, yet she deliberately chose not to show up?” She shook her head dramatically.

“What kind of girl is this?

Such disrespect.” She said trying to add fuel to the fire But Teacher Rose wasn’t really listening to her assistant’s words.

Her sharp, calculating eyes were too busy studying the girl.

A girl she wanted to help.

A girl she could not help, unless Nnenna was willing to help herself.

The tension in the room was thick.

The servants were watching, their ears perked up.

At the door, the other royals stood, waiting.

They weren’t here to support her.

They were here to watch the show.

To see Nnenna get humiliated.

Teacher Rose exhaled, then finally spoke.

“See me in my room before the end of today.” Then, without another glance, she turned on her heels and walked away.

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