If only he was a woman... then he could take her home and treat her like his sister.
"The generals are divided. Half want to proceed with the attack as planned. They fear that if we wait, Estalis will have time to regroup—or worse, ally with Zura." Asael shifted the topic.
Lara stiffened. "Zura?"
"Yes. Our spy reported that General Turik is in talks with the King of Estalis."
At the name Turik, Lara felt the blood drain from her face.
She knew that name.
Once, not so long ago, she had been a commodity, a prize meant to be sold at an unspeakable price.
She was, after all, the only daughter of his most hated enemy.
"Why would Zura ally with Estalis? Gosh, why would there even be a war?" Lara snapped, her voice laced with frustration. She exhaled sharply, trying to regain her composure, but the absurdity of it all burned in her chest like a hot coal.
Asael chuckled.
