Revenge is a dish that is served cold. Probably the one who took me from my father in the dead of night thought so. Did he have another choice? Did my father and I have? An opportunity to admit my sins and save myself, but the lot did not fall in my favor. Now they are taking me to another country and God only knows what this monster, who was once my father’s friend, wants from me. I know for sure that people like me are not welcome in this place, because our countries have been at war for a long time and it seems it will never end, which means that hardly anyone will want to help me. How can I save myself from a person whose mere glance scares me? gives me goosebumps?