NOVENA
“Why couldn’t you just leave us alone?” I whisper over my glass, “Our countries were in a good space, why the need for a sudden attack? Why do people have to die?”
He raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me, considering as always how he should approach the topic with me. The action is enough to send me into a fit of rage, but I swallow my pride, along with the drink in my hand in the hopes of furthering my cause. I’m not some child he has to watch how he speaks to. One day I’ll make him see that. One day, I’ll make him regret that he ever underestimated me.
“During the Second War your family slaughtered my parents and my aunts and uncles. I can’t forget such an insult.”
A frustrated huff leaves my lips, “In every war your family has come after mine and our people. We defend our
