Cassian:
Edwardian has always had a way with words and it's the ones that she says with anger that are to never be taken for granted. My uncle turned to look at me in disbelief as she made her way out to talk to the formers outside of the manor. I shrugged not knowing what it is he wanted me to say.
"She doesn't mean that," he said after a while.
"No, she does," I said. "I used to live in her head. She believes it is necessary,"
"How is forcing everyone to do as she wants necessary?" he growled.
"Because we have people who kill those who are different. I was killed, Edwardian was branded, Philip was poisoned, and a little seven-year-old girl was left to the light of the sun all because no one wants to understand that we are here to stay whether they like it or not.
