They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 408: Crossing the Sea

Does this mean, she... liked him?

“I don’t mind,” Somto said slowly, his voice low but clear, like he wanted her to hear every word. “You can use

my shoulder or laps as a pillow... anytyou want.”

Nnenna froze.

Then her face turned a deep, furious red, almost crimson, as if the air inside the cabin had suddenly gone ten

degrees hotter. She stood up so fast it startled the flight attendant walking past them.

“Il—uh—thank you—I mean no thank you—I'm fine!” she blurted, practically bolting to the far end of the jet like

her seat was on fire.

Somto chuckled under his breath, watching her go with a mixture of amusement and fondness. She was so easy

to tease. And so painfully honest in all the ways she didn’t yet realize.

For the rest of the journey, Nnenna didn’t dare cnear him. She stayed glued to the window, back straight,

eyes darting outside every few minutes, even though most of what she saw was just endless sky and patches of

clouds.

But as the tpassed and the altitude shifted, the thick clouds finally began to clear, like drawn back curtains

unveiling a masterpiece.

And what she saw next made her breath catch in her throat.

The sea.

Not just any sea, but the sea.

The legendary divide between the Eastern and Western continents.

It stretched endlessly in every direction, an ocean so vast, it looked like the sky had melted into the earth and

turned into a living, breathing expanse of sapphire and gold.

The surface shimmered beneath the slanted rays of the setting sun, glittering like it had been sprinkled with

diamonds. The waves danced gently, their crests tipped with foamy white, weaving a rhythm so calm, it was

almost hypnotic.

It was beautiful. Majestic. Alive.

Down below, sleek ships carved lazy trails through the water like ants crawling across blue glass.

And far in the distance, the silhouette of a gigantic bridge, an ancient marvel of engineering, arched across a

narrow stretch between two mountainous shores.

That was the closest crossing between the two continents, where land nearly kissed land but didn’t quite touch.

It looked like something out of a dream.

Nnenna leaned closer, placing her palm on the window without even realizing it. Her heartbeat slowed. Her

earlier embarrassment faded.

So this is what lies beyond everything I've known...

In that moment, the weight of it hit her, she was really leaving. Not just the castle, or her title, or the only home

she had ever known. She was crossing into a new world. A new future.

Her breath fogged up a tiny patch of the glass.

Behind her, Somto watched quietly from his seat. He didn’t say anything. But when he saw the look in her eyes,

wide with wonder, softened by awe, he smiled to himself.

Maybe, just maybe... this would be the beginning of something more than either of them expected.

As the plane began its slow descent, Nnenna’s eyes remained fixed on the sea below until clouds once again

veiled it from view. She sighed quietly. That brief moment of awe had felt like a blessing... like the world was

telling her something greater waited ahead.

She settled back into her seat just as the intecrackled to life and a voice announced their arrival at their

final destination: Prigrian.

The very nsent a tremor through her.

Prigrian...

This was no ordinary kingdom. It was ancient and proud, known for its towering mountains, rivers like veins of

light, and architecture that blended elegance with raw power. And more importantly, it was hto the one

place almost every ambitious youth in the world dreamed of:

Omniora Academy.

The best of the best.

A place of secrets, strength, and destiny.

And it also had a famous prince, Arthur, the crown prince of Prigrian. A nand person she knew all too well,

thanks to her long stay in the hospital and Carl's endless chatter.

He was famous not just for his birthright but also his unmatched brilliance. Only two people could rival him and

apart from Carl, Nnenna didn’t know who the other person was. There was barely any information on him in the

internet.

Outside, the clouds parted just in tfor her to see the castle grounds approaching. It was enormous, sprawling

across the edge of a cliff that overlooked a sea of emerald forests.

The castle's spires pierced the clouds, golden tips catching the light like watchful eyes. It wasn’t just beautiful, it

was intimidating.

Yet the plane didn’t head for a city airport.

No.

It angled downward toward a long private runway lined with deep red banners and shimmering silver markings, a

royal landing strip reserved only for those with unquestionable status.

And there they were.

Dozens of servants and guards stood at attention in neat formation, already waiting. Their uniforms were

pristine, their expressions unreadable but respectful. Word had arrived before them: two distinguished guests

were coming.

The jet rolled to a graceful halt.

A soft chime.

The door opened.

A ramp descended like a golden bridge.

And Somto stepped out first.

Tall, poised, and unreadable, his face once again masked with that princely calm. He paused at the top of the

ramp, the wind catching the hem of his long coat.

Then, without a word, he turned, and extended his hand.

Nnenna, heart pounding, took it.

His grip was steady and warm, anchoring her to the moment.

They descended together.

To the servants watching, the sight was breathtaking.

The Crown Prince’s best friend and a girl.

Not just any girl, but one whose quiet grace carried the weight of someone who didn’t yet know her power.

She walked slightly behind him, out of respect and instinct. But Somto adjusted their pace, subtly aligning their

steps. Equal.

Nnenna could feel the stares. Curious. Measuring. Ssurprised. Sskeptical.

She straightened her shoulders and met their gazes head on.

She had crossed the sea.