Chapter 168 - A Beacon Beyond Borders

The sky over the nearly complete capital of Nuri was clouded with morning haze, the sun just beginning to burn away the mist that draped the city's wide avenues and stone plazas. Though the buildings still bore scaffolds and dust, the heart of Nuri beat strong—fresh bricks, humming workshops, children laughing in newly built courtyards.

In the highest hall of government—bare but proud—Khisa read the report again.

His hands were steady, but his eyes burned. Each name on the scroll was a brand. Each revelation a wound.

Lumingu's coup was not just a Kongo affair. It was an infection—one that could rot the continent if left unchecked.

He rose.

"Summon the council," he said to the guard at the door. "Tell my father I need him at the high table."

By midday, the chamber was full.