Mila’s countenance darkened, and it was as if a cloud passed over the sun. “Peaceful? Sometimes, maybe. Or maybe peace is a thing that lives not in the world around a person, but in their heart. These Creaturebloods do not have peaceful lives, but peace lives within them.” Iris frowned, pondering Mila’s words. “They choose to be happy, and so they are?” Mila smiled. “Exactly.”
