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a meaningless revenge
we sat there... by the fire, and we just spoke... never in my life had i felt a connection with the woman... but tonight was different...
it was about 4 months until my wedding, when i found out. when WE found out... my brother had passed fighting in the war.
"...Ahnna, anghel... Dharling, I won't tell you that i know how you feel, because my own father had passed in the war two months before i was even born..."
pondered her words for a while before i spoke
"No. I think you do know how i feel. Your first husband passed unexpectedly, you never knew the love of a father... Meanwhile, I do."
"Ahnna. You are a very lucky girl, and yes, at times i envy you-"
"You envy me?"
"Who wouldn't? You have the world at your feet. Twenty-five, and already a well known artiist, you're getting married to a wonderful man that loves you, and... Your brother gave his life for you. This war is more than we bargained for, and soon, if we don't do something, we could all perish, and your brother will have died in vain." *she pauses* "We must live out our lives as though we have nothing to lose. Lead happy lives. It is how both he and your father would want it to be."
My father had been murdered by the English, for "treason to the crown" and now, my brother, who had followed father's lead, was also passed.
"I'm going to England."
"Ahnna! No, you can't!"
"Marjory... I know all you've ever wanted was to be a mother to me... Take care of the little one... I'm leaving everything to you. As my brother left everything to me." I pull the ring off of my finger and hand it to my father's wife. "Give this to Sean-Micheal... Tell him I love him and I am in a better place now, where angel sing and the sun always shines, as i shine upon him for the rest of his days."
Twelve days later, I stood before George V, with a dirk in my sleeve
"Your highness, this madness must stop! you can't see the suffering sitting on your high horse, so I've brought it to you!"
from my sleeve the dirk fell to my hand, and I plunged it into my neck.
the last thing i saw was a look of horror on the coward's face, and i knew, my death meant nothing to this man. i made my point, but it would be years till there would be peace in our lands.
