Admitting The Sins
"First of all, I would like to admit how I tried to screw you over on multiple occasions. Remember how everyone thought it was Haberland's spy who poisoned Former Commander Pembrooke? Yeah, about that—it wasn't him. It was me. I did it."
Vyan already knew that Leila had this information slip, but nevertheless, it was still hard to admit the awful things he did against Iyana.
"I figured you would take charge and I would twist the knife a little deeper by making you lose the war in such a spectacular fashion that the blame would land squarely on your shoulders. For that reason, I disguised myself and helped Haberland—our nation's biggest enemy. But it just so happened that you are a better war tactic than I am. So, you won the war either way."
He paused, allowing the memory to replay in his mind, and a flicker of something—was it amusement?—passed through him. How naïve he had been, convinced he could break someone like Iyana so easily.