18

I felt the ember of anger smolder within me, a seething frustration at the unyielding rigidity of their beliefs. My response, delivered with a controlled intensity, cut through the chamber.

“Do not presume to lecture me on duty and sacrifice,” I retorted, my voice carrying the weight of the responsibilities that had marked my reign. “I have dedicated my life to this kingdom, but I refuse to sacrifice love on the altar of tradition. Daliah is not na outsider; she is the heartbeat of a kingdom ready to evolve.”

The elder remained undeterred, his gaze unwavering. “My liege, we understand the trials you have faced, but our allegiance is to the people. A union with her risks the stability we have fought to maintain.”

The fiery tempest within me surged, and I spoke with na intensity that matched the fervor of their opposition. “Stability at the cost of love is a kingdom built on a foundation of emptiness. I will not lead with a heart that knows only duty but lacks the warmth of compassion.