Five years had passed since she saw the soldiers going to fight. The town was still being rebuilt. Her father had been killed in the war and her mother was staying with her sister. Anna sighed as she walked through the town. Most of the soldiers had come back two years after but he had never come back. She was taking care of her sister's son for the weekend while Tristan and her mom went somewhere. She looked down at the four year old and held his hand as they walked down the sidewalk. She often thought about what would have happened if he hadn't had to go fight. She wished she had at least known that he had died. She looked at the engagement ring on her finger and sighed. Everyone had been more than happy to hear that she was engaged to the prince.