Ahab went back to Samaria, angry and depressed.
Naboth owned a vineyard in Jezreel near King Ahab's palace.
So Ahab went home, angry and depressed because of what Naboth had told him. He lay on his bed, just staring at the wall and refusing to eat a thing.
“We could ask Micaiah son of Imlah,” Ahab said. “But I hate Micaiah. He always has bad news for me.” “Don't say that!” Jehoshaphat replied.
But none of this makes me happy, as long as I see that Jew Mordecai sitting at the palace gate.”
Envy and jealousy will kill a stupid fool.
We are ruined by our own stupidity, though we blame the LORD.