“You’re a fool,” he said quietly. “You think war is won with reckless emotions? That peace comes without a cost?” He stepped closer, his gaze pinning me in place. “How much more are you willing to sacrifice for her? Our resources, our secrets. Your loyalty to her has cost us more than you can imagine.” “It’s not about my loyalty to her,” I said, though the lie was made evident by the way I searched for our thread of connection.
