Anaisa felt faint. Her head throbbed, her heart raced, her thoughts were scattered.
She slumped against Trace, and his strong arms tightened around her.
Not two minutes before, she had been sturdy, valiant, ready to storm into the Emperor's dreams and persuade him to reinstate the treaty and leave the human world alone.
After all, anyone involved in stealing the tree was long dead! There was no one to take revenge on!
Saying that with an invading force somewhere beyond the borders of human civilization would reek of insincerity… especially since she herself was instrumental in bringing it about.
"I'm sorry," She whispered, so furious at herself that tears filled her eyes. Something she hated most about herself; anger always came out as tears. She felt weaker than she ever had before.