Chapter Eighteen

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We couldn't possibly understand how Frances felt or what was going through his mind. I had never experienced the death of someone close to me, so this was foregin waters. I sheepishly replied "I mean honestly, do you really think conjuring up another plan for war is a good idea?

I had been focused on peaceful resolution and Frances had been plotting revenge? "Think about the people we lost?" I said. Immediately resentment trickled in, the people we lost? The four of us standing in this room had all survived that war. Frances was the only one among us who had lost someone.. Here I was being utterly and completely absent minded of how my words affected other people.

Frances face scowled causing his brows to turn downward I could see he was angry. Everything he said next I knew I deserved. "Azalia, that's what aye am doing, thinking of the people! Thinking of who we lost!" 

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