Chapter Eighty One

Rueben's mother commanded him to step down from the throne, and a hush fell over the room. I looked at Reuben, surprised by his calm demeanor. His response was unexpected, yet filled with a sense of resolve.

"Is that what you want, Mother?" Rueben asked, his voice steady. "If stepping down is what it takes for Naomi and me to find peace, then I am willing to let go of this position."

The room erupted in a chorus of protests. The elders pleaded with Rueben to reconsider, reminding him of his strengths as a leader and the dire consequences of leaving the throne to his brother, Demetrius.

But Rueben remained resolute, his eyes locked with mine. He knew that our love and happiness were worth more than any crown or title. And in that moment, I understood the depth of his sacrifice.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized the magnitude of Rueben's decision. He was willing to give up his birthright, his position as king, all for me. It was a gesture of love and devotion that touched my hear