[All this talk of war, she knew the question would arise eventually.]

[She thinks of the words for a moment -- memories of the war also brought up memories of her drive for urging it on -- and her voice is soft and heavy with emotion when she speaks again.]

There were a band of bandits from the nation that bordered our north-eastern territory. They razed a quiet, peaceful village, and their homeland was unwilling to put them to trial.

Tensions ran high and people grew angry. The Royal Guard insisted that the one of the enemy nation's villages be razed, as well...

...naturally, things escalated from there.