All along, I’ve wanted peace. I’ve wanted what was best for my people. That doesn’t mean anything if I don’t want it for all people. “Then go speak to her,” I say, and it costs me something to speak the words. “See what she needs.” Grey rises at once, and I wish he weren’t so quick to action. I inhale sharply, and he hesitates, his eyes finding mine. He’s waiting for me to tell him not to. I don’t. I force my lips to close.