"Brothers," Darius called softly as Theron and Caius sighed.
"You're the eldest and deserve the throne. You taught me most of what I know, so you deserve it, King Caius," Theron finally said, his eyes closed. His expression was painful, the kind that showed he didn't want to say it but he had to.
Everyone could feel it Theron let go of something that meant everything to him. All the grievances, all the ambition, the will to fight for the throne… it vanished.
Respect for Theron surged as everyone quietly admired him.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I may not be pureblood I'm only half your brother but you deserve this throne. A true leader is someone who can give up what they want most for the sake of others. Tell me, who else fits that description if not you?" Caius said, shaking his head.
"Brother, I don't care if we have different mothers. You're still my brother, always. So take it," Theron replied firmly.
