It was not the most pleasant of situations.
“Brother,” Elaine said quietly, then caught herself. “General Hadjar... What are our next steps?”
The General looked at his sister. She was just as lovely as she had been seven centuries ago. Just as sweet and amusing. It warmed his soul to imagine her raising a family in Lidus, his homeland that he’d left behind long ago, but still carried with him in spirit.
And now... Now she was sitting with her son by her side at his officers’ table, attending a military council, besieging the Seventh Heaven, and this... This was it. This was the end. Whatever happened beyond the Gates of the Verge, Hadjar clearly understood that his journey was now over. There was one last battle to fight and that would be it. And so, he decided to answer her honestly.
