How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

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Adana looked up quickly. Her eyes were wet, but her voice was steady.

“My prince, what did I do to deserve this coldness?”

Ibuka stared at her.

“You want the crown, not me.”

Adana gasped as if he had struck her with words.

Madame Chiamaka finally spoke.

“A prince should not speak carelessly. Words can scatter what elders built.”

Elder Okafor entered quietly continue reading …