‘I doubt there is a side that can disappoint or scare me. Yes I’ve heard stories about you and your army, but that’s what they are. Just stories.
Why would I judge you when all you ever did was treat me as an equal? Despite the fact that in the eyes of this society my life is worth even less than a cat you use to chase the mice away.’
‘But what if the stories are true?’ He almost whispers.
‘I’m sure there’s truth in them. Where there is smoke there will be a fire. But as long as that fire doesn’t burn me I can handle the heat.’ I cup his face with the palm of my hand. He seems so vulnerable for just a second before he regains his impressive posture, smiles and starts walking towards the rest again. We continue in silence and every once he looks at me from the side.
‘You just couldn’t h
