I wake up slowly. I feel the sheets. An empty bed with I alone. I let out a breath. I am not angry. He is prince. I am only the daughter of the Sahik. I look at my hands. They're fins. They are not made to hold a weapon. They're made to swim. I have no fighting experience. It's not that I don't want to fight, Mother has forbidden it. 

I step off the bed. I stretch my arms out. I feel my tail move back and forth. It is a fleeting thought that I should be angry. I'm not. There is nothing for me to say or do. This war is turning all of our heads together. 

"Sister..." I hear.

I turn. A smile forms on my face.

"Morning Tsuey." I say.

"I... it's early." She gripped the curtain.

"The early bird gets the worm." I say.

"That doesn't make any sense to me still." She whinned.

"Come on love, let's go." I say.

"Did he... did he leave?" She asks.

I let out a breath.

"Yes." I say.

"Okay, I'm coming." She takes my hand.