Chapter Thirty- Salute

Ares let out a sharp conceited laugh. There was a fire blazing in his blue eyes. Lenora was worried now. He was almost maniacal with the way he was portraying himself. He acted as if he were not truly there and instead was overtaken by some weird robot.  He wasn’t acting like a human that was for sure.  “Are you trying to put this onto me? What have I done to you? My conscience is clear! Was I the one who married someone that could not give their consent? You took the easy way out. Marrying me when I was in a coma. I bet you wanted me to never wake up. Oh what a perfect life you’d have then! Now go on. Drink the damned whiskey. Let me see how clear your conscience is. How much of what you spew is actually the damned truth?” Ever since Ares had opened his eyes, he was constantly at war with the young woman. Lenora continued time and time again to push at every boundary he had. The woman in question pulled her hand away from him. Eyes narrowed at the accusations that he threw he