Sins of the Mother (The War Eternal Book 4) by Rob J. Hayes

Author:Rob J. Hayes [Hayes, Rob J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Rob J. Hayes
Published: 2022-05-02T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty-One

The war against Tor lasted for years. We traded lives and land back and forth in what time has made meaningless encounters. I considered myself righteous, fighting to bring the murderers to heel for what they did to Vi. I signed orders to raid villages. I led war bands in the largest skirmishes Isha had seen since the fall of the Terrelan empire. I waged my war with passion and passed that same passion on to those who should have known peace.

Tris was enraged by the death of his sister. They were always close, an intimacy once forced upon them by the Iron Legion became something true and wonderful. But it was gone just like Vi was, and Tris could not contain his grief. He was a wallower. But unlike some, he did not wallow in sadness and despair, but in rage. I never meant to make him into that, but I was too blind to see it as a bad thing. I, too, was grieving. That is no excuse. There can be no excusing what I did to him. Tris became a terror the people of Tor feared even more than I.

Sirileth did not care for the war one bit. I couldn't figure out why. A part of me thought that maybe she never cared for Vi, so the war meant nothing to her. The rest of us were fighting for a murdered princess, but whenever the subject of war came up, and it came up often, Sirileth buried herself in a book. Perhaps I should have seen then that she had been affected by outside influence.

After three years of war against the people of Tor, I grew tired of it. They killed us, and we killed them. This town swore fealty to the Corpse Queen, that one raised the flag of Tor. Lines on the map moved like waves rippling across canvas. What did it all amount to? I made the call for peace, sent a message to the Tor council to send an ambassador who I would meet at the border of our lands. It was a risk, but I had to believe they wanted peace too. This war would consume both nations unless we ended it.

The Tor ambassador never reached me. That's not to say they didn't send one. Tris got word of what I was doing and slipped away with a force of my most ruthless soldiers. They met the ambassador on the road, inside Tor territory. Tris slaughtered them in their camp. Then my adopted son had the temerity to approach my camp flying the flag of the ambassador he had just butchered.

We argued then. That's putting it mildly, of course. There was shouting, screaming, insults thrown on both sides. Tris was no longer the young child to be cowed by my flashing eyes and parental tone. I suppose it helped that he was now a good head taller than me and filling out by the day. He was seventeen years old, training daily

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