They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 408: Crossing the Sea

Chapter 408: Crossing the Sea

Does this an, 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… anyti you 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.

“I—uh—thank you—I an 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 amusent 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 co near 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 ti passed 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 lted into the earth and turned into a living, breathing expanse of sapphire and gold.

The surface shimred 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 sothing out of a dream.

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

So this is what lies beyond everything I’ve known…

In that mont, the weight of it hit her, she was really leaving. Not just the castle, or her title, or the only ho 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 sothing 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 mont of awe had felt like a blessing… like the world was telling her sothing greater waited ahead.

She settled back into her seat just as the intercom crackled to life and a voice announced their arrival at their final destination: Prigrian.

The very na sent 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 ho to the one place almost every ambitious youth in the world dread 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 na and 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 ti for her to see the castle grounds approaching. It was enormous, sprawling across the edge of a cliff that overlooked a sea of erald 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 shimring 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 chi.

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 mont.

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 soone 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. asuring. So surprised. So skeptical.

She straightened her shoulders and t their gazes head on.

She had crossed the sea.