It was a small mercy, but it was enough.
Because she couldn't swim.
If she had fallen into the river, no one would have been calm enough to save her in time, not in this chaos.
Her breath came in sharp gasps as she pushed herself up, trying to steady her shaking hands. And then, something clicked.
Lions?
There had been no roar.
Her head snapped up, eyes darting around. There are no lions.
The realization hit her hard.
What the heck was Bora thinking, raising such an alarm?
Her gaze swept the area, and then, she spotted her.
Bora.
Standing partially hidden behind a tree, watching her with a wicked smirk and eyes full of malice.
Nnenna's fists clenched. You—!
She was just about to march over and deal with her when
"Help!"
The scream cut through the chaos.
Nnenna turned sharply.
The princess who had grabbed her earlier was now thrashing in the river, her hands desperately reaching out as the current carried her away.
For a moment, Nnenna just stared.
