Silence. The wind rustled through the trees, but Bora had no immediate comeback and neither did her companions.
Indeed, Nnenna had bested them in everything they once believed made them superior. They clung to their royal blood, thinking it placed them above her.
But if she truly didn't belong in their circle, then that only meant she belonged in a far higher one, so high that they couldn't even reach it.
And that was something they weren't willing to accept.
"You're just making excuses," one of the princesses snapped, stepping forward, her tone laced with frustration.
"Excuses to make yourself feel better. If you really understood what it meant to have royal blood, you wouldn't be speaking this way. You obviously don't understand, and that's why you're not in tears right now."
She scoffed, her eyes narrowing. "Everyone, commoners and nobles alike, wishes they could be like us, including you. So don't stand there and pretend you don't know what it means to be one of us."
