"Of course not. Why send those they envisioned mattering when they could treat the rest of us like cattle to the slaughter?"

Including himself in that assessment. As the eldest son of a wealthy landowner, Edward at least got an officership out of it, but that made things somehow worse. He was completely unprepared for what he was expected to do, and it led to men dying. That blood is forever on his hands.

Edward shakes his head. "I apologise. I keep bringing up... ugly things."