““This isn’t my war. I want the mountains and the temple. I want peace.” Deven lays his hand over mine. “I wanted peace too, but I didn’t find it in the Brotherhood. I found it in the army. Sometimes the only solution that produces peace is war.” I pull away. “I have never heard anything more absurd. If everyone lived according to the five godly virtues, there would be no war.” “This isn’t paradise, Kalinda. War is real, and peace comes at a cost.” “Then why don’t I have peace? I have paid more than my share.” His gaze softens, but I do not want his pity. “Good night, Captain.””