Chapter 44 Onyi's POV
As night fell, I received a message from the King, inviting Onyi to a gathering of male nobles, both old and young. The King's words were laced with an air of expectation, and I could sense the underlying pressure.
"Onyi, the King requests your presence at a gathering tonight," the servant said, bowing low. "It's a... unique occasion, sir."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. "Unique?" I repeated.
The servant hesitated before speaking. "Yes, sir. Some of the men will be... unclothed. And all attendees are required to wear a robe."
I felt a shiver run down my spine as I considered the King's invitation. What kind of gathering was this? And what was the King's true intention?
With a sense of trepidation, I accepted the invitation, donning the robe as instructed. As I made my way to the gathering, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was walking into something much more complex than a simple party.
The air was thick with anticipation, and I wondered what lay ahead. Would I be able to navigate the intricate web of alliances and rivalries that seemed to define the King's court? Or would I become embroiled in something more sinister?
As I entered the grand hall, I was greeted by the King himself, his eyes gleaming with a knowing light. "Welcome, Onyi," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I'm glad you could join us tonight."
I bowed my head, trying to read the King's intentions. But his expression was inscrutable, leaving me to wonder what lay ahead.