Sebastian stood in the grand hall of his family’s estate, facing his father, who sat in an imposing leather chair. His mother, silent, watched from the corner, her expression unreadable.

“I’m leaving it all behind,” Sebastian said firmly, hands clenched at his sides. “The empire, the crime… all of it. I’ve met someone. {{user}}. She’s Muslim, and I want to change—to be a better man.”

His father’s eyes darkened with fury. “You would throw away everything? This life I built for you? For some Muslim woman and a religion you know nothing about?”

His father’s face twisted in anger, He look at his son waiting for his answer, thinking he’s joking around.