Demir
I get back inside a few minutes later. It was all the time I let myself wonder and question everything I believe in. My king is not a traitor. I refuse to believe it. I’ve seen him struggle, I’ve seen him fight for justice and his family. If Geneva is right, he did not fight hard enough for her, or at all but I don’t know the entire story. Deep down I am still conflicted about this - about who’s fault the war was, and what the hell happened there. Like a fool I have built my hatred on the things I’ve heard from others and my own pain from loosing my family. Lost in my own selfish grief I never cared about the other’s point of view.
And it’s not just the fact that I am getting closer and closer toGeneva every second she lets a part of her true self reveal in front of me. No, it’s t
