Honestly, I think Lor (Merenceilor), my husband, hates me more than I do him, but the war is over and I have nothing to really be angry about. I expected him to be angry and lash out, but he did nothing. It was as if someone drained all his energy or he was sick of fighting. I was sick of fighting.

Lor walked over to me as I was brushing my hair in our chambers.

"Why did you marry me?" he asked, "I honestly don't know why you wanted this." I looked over at him with a small sad smile.

"I always wanted to marry you, Lor." I stated, "I just didn't want it to be this way. I loved you more than I have ever loved anyone else, but you have wronged me greatly and you can't give back what you have taken." Lor's eyes widened.

"Is this true, Jessa?" Lor asked. I sighed and nodded my head.