He Stole My Children I Refused His Crown Chapter 31
“I will renounce my right to the throne. I will surrender my command of the northern army.”
“An ordinary life is fine. Even if one day you stop choosing me, that’s fine. I won’t put that responsibility on you.”
“The royal council can establish a regency for Prince Owen. The Alphas and the Councilors can maintain order together. Vislan will go on without me.”
“But I’ve already lost you once.”
He looked at me, his voice calm and unwavering.
“The throne can be yielded. Military power can be surrendered. But you—I can’t let you go again.”
In our last life, he had guarded me from across the border for ten years.
In this life, he was willing to lay down a crown just to give me the right to choose.
I didn’t step back again.
I walked toward him and wrapped my arms around his waist.
The regrets, the missed chances, all the feelings left unspoken across two lifetimes—they finally found their end.
We didn’t hold a royal ceremony. We didn’t let a political betrothal define our relationship.
Before leaving the capital, Elliot and I simply registered ourselves as chosen partners.
Snow was falling outside the window, blanketing the ancient stone walls of the royal castle.
And we left the capital behind, for a place with no royal walls.