Almost instinctively, his gaze flickered to Nnenna. Why? He wasn't sure. He just needed to see her reaction.
She was impassive, her face giving nothing away. But why did that bother him?
On the other side of the room, Princess Anya looked as though the ground had shifted beneath her. The name she wanted to hear was Arthur, not Somto.
But Arthur was gone. He had left days ago without a word. She had known this was possible, but she had still hoped, hoped that something, somehow, would change her fate.
"My second son, Prince Obinna of Lionara, will be engaged to Princess Cha of Dixan."
Obinna exhaled through his nose, glancing at Cha. He had no particular love for her, but she was the eldest princess of Dixan. That alone made this a politically advantageous match.
Cha, however, stiffened. A second prince? Her pride took a blow. She had spent days humiliating herself over Carl, openly fawning over him only to be ignored.
