Nnenna coughed lightly, the sound barely audible over the chatter, but loud enough for Somto to hear.
It was the kind of cough that said, "What are you doing, and why are you doing it in front of the whole kingdom?"
She shifted uncomfortably, her hand twitching toward her lap as if she might get up again, but Somto only looked at her and smiled innocently, too innocently. The type of smile that pretended not to know he had just started a kingdom wide debate.
Across the table, Obinna's brow furrowed.
Was this... allowed?
It definitely wasn't tradition. That seat was reserved for high ranking council members or close royal siblings. While Nnenna was both, this felt... different.
He considered saying something, but one glance at the guests, cameras, and glittering attention of half the continent made him decide otherwise. A scene would be worse.
Somto must have his reasons, Obinna concluded. He's always been wise.
...If only he knew.
Wisdom had absolutely nothing to do with it.
