[center][h3][color=#8D3B72]Kali[/color] & [color=DAF6C7]Riona[/color][/h3]
[sub][color=red]Flashback (Sola 26-27, 1739 Time Skip)[/color][/sub]
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[color=#D3D3D3]Kalliope moved with purpose through the servants' quarters, her stride confident and assured. She didn’t skulk or lower her head–acting as if you belonged was always the best way to avoid drawing unwanted attention in her book. She offered brief nods to passing maids and footmen, not stopping or lingering long enough to invite conversation. Most wouldn’t question her presence, anyway. Her history with Riona gave her enough familiarity with these halls to blend in seamlessly.

When she reached Riona’s door, she didn’t hesitate. Knocking twice, she pushed it open without waiting for an answer, stepping inside and shutting it firmly behind her. The air felt warmer here, softer, a haven away from the chaos outside. She glanced around, her green eyes quickly finding Riona. Relief washed over her at the sight of her sister, though it was brief, replaced by the weight pressing down on her chest.    

[color=#8D3B72]“Ri, I need you,”[/color] Kalliope said, her voice cracking slightly before she pushed through. [color=#8D3B72]“And the preventative brew.”[/color] The words felt heavier than they should, her throat tightening as she spoke. She hesitated, as though admitting this made everything feel more real. [color=#8D3B72]"It’s… been a morning,"[/color] she added, almost as an afterthought, her green eyes pleading for understanding without needing to explain more.

The knock came in its familiar pattern—one-two, pause—and the door opened. Riona grinned. Only Via did that. Then the grin died when she saw her sister’s face. [color=DAF6C7][i]Sh*t.[/i][/color]

Without bothering with questions, she pulled her sister into a hug. Her sister’s breath hitched, just slightly, but enough for Riona to hear. Enough to know. 

The warmth of Riona’s began to unravel the walls Kalliope has so carefully built up. She eventually resigned and hugged her sister back, taking in the comfort.

After a long moment, Riona stepped back. [color=DAF6C7]“And a wild night,”[/color] she said, keeping her voice light.

Kalliope let out a soft laugh, one that lacked its usual warmth. [color=#8D3B72]“If only it were that simple,”[/color] she said, running a hand through her hair, her fingers tangling briefly before dropping to her side. Her voice wavered between bitterness and exhaustion, and the faint smirk on her lips fell flat.

She headed for the shelves, where rows of bottles were neatly arranged. Her fingers skimmed past joint balms and stomach settlers until... ah. The preventative. If her dwindling stock were anything to go by, the castle servants and guards were having way more fun than she was. Good for them, honestly.

[color=DAF6C7]“So,”[/color] Riona drawled, plucking one of the last bottles, [color=DAF6C7]“Who’s the lucky person?”[/color] A smirk. [color=DAF6C7]“Or several someones?”[/color]

Kali’s green eyes darted away to study a spot on the floor. The silence stretched just long enough to be noticeable. Finally, she exhaled sharply through her nose, her shoulders sagging under the weight of her confession. 

[color=#8D3B72]“Sjan-dehk,”[/color] she admitted quietly, her tone tinged with resignation. She raised her head to meet Riona’s gaze, her lips pressing into a thin line. [color=#8D3B72]“And no, before you ask, it wasn’t like that. Nothing about it was simple or planned or… or even intentional. We were drugged and…”[/color] She gestured vaguely, as though the explanation might make itself known if she just moved her hands enough. [color=#8D3B72]“Fucking hell, we don't even remember any of it Ri! We woke up completely naked and in each other's arms.”[/color] She let out an exasperated sigh as she plopped down onto Riona's bed. 

Her sister knew better than anyone that Kalliope enjoyed having her fun, but she had rules. The most important rule? She NEVER slept with someone she had feelings for. It was too messy and just opened the door to heartbreak. Not to mention, Kalliope had promised herself she'd never fall for someone again…not after what happened in Alidasht.

Riona’s stomach plummeted, blood draining from her face only to come rushing back as rage ignited beneath her skin. She’d known something was wrong from the moment Via walked in, but this—this was beyond wrong. Someone had taken what should have been a tender moment of discovery between her sister and Sjan-dehk and turned it into... into…

[i]Wait.[/i] Her mind caught up with her fears and yanked back on the reins. It might not be what she was imagining. She needed the full story first.

Three steps brought her across the room. [color=DAF6C7]“Hold still,”[/color] Riona ordered, tilting her sister’s chin up to check her pupils. Gods knew what lingering effects the drugs might have left behind. [color=DAF6C7]“I know this isn’t a conversation you want to have, but I need details. How in hells did both of you get drugged?”[/color] Her fingers moved to Via’s wrist, counting heartbeats. [color=DAF6C7]“Did someone do this?”[/color]

Kalliope didn’t resist as Riona tilted her chin, her green eyes weary but steady as her sister checked her pupils. She let Riona take her wrist, the familiar comfort of her fussing grounding her more than she cared to admit.  

[color=#8D3B72]“Yes,”[/color] she murmured, her voice quieter now, yet no less tense. [color=#8D3B72]“Someone did this.”[/color] She swallowed hard before launching into the explanation.  

[color=#8D3B72]“We were investigating a shipment for the queen. Something about it wasn’t right. While searching, we found a letter–a suspicious one, coded, definitely not meant for just anyone’s eyes.”[/color] She exhaled sharply, her hand pressing into the mattress as if to steady herself. [color=#8D3B72]“We were almost caught, but we thought we got away clean.”[/color]  

Her fingers curled into the sheets, nails biting into fabric as she continued. [color=#8D3B72]“We went back to Elyna’s inn.”[/color] She flinched at the name, the ache of loss flashing across her face before she forced herself to move past it. [color=#8D3B72]“I asked for tea, like I always do. It was brought up, nothing seemed off. But someone must’ve slipped something into it.”[/color]  

She closed her eyes for a moment, as if trying to will the memory into sharper focus. [color=#8D3B72]“I remember my thoughts slowing down. Everything felt warm, too warm, and then…gods, Ri, I felt so [I]happy.[/I] Unnaturally so. And then… nothing. Not a damn thing. Not for me, not for him.”[/color] Her hands balled into fists in her lap now as she looked down for a moment. [color=#8D3B72]“We were so out of it that someone came in, stole the letter back, and even had the audacity to leave us a message.”[/color]    

Her throat tightened, the weight of what had been done pressing down on her chest. She lifted her head to meet Riona’s gaze again, her expression unreadable but her voice quiet, edged with something dangerously close to grief.  

[color=#8D3B72]“They killed Elyna,”[/color] she said, the words stark and hollow. [color=#8D3B72]“They left her head as part of the message.”[/color]

[color=DAF6C7][i]The queen?[/i][/color] After the disaster at the Royal Curd, the Knight’s report stated Via was unfit for duty. She half expected her sister to be put on leave, if not outright dismissal. But instead, she’d gotten a direct assignment from the queen herself. With Captain Sjan-dehk, of all people.

Maybe this was meant as a chance to make up for the Royal Curd incident. If so, this mission going sideways wouldn’t help matters. Especially not with the Captain involved. Again. It only added fuel to the claims that Via was a liability.

Gods. What would she and Via do if the crown stripped Via of her position? … No, that can’t happen. They won’t let that happen. Not when Edin and Alibeth haven’t been destroyed yet.

While Via recounted the events, Riona continued her examination, checking for any lingering signs of the drug. Finding none, she settled onto the bed beside her sister and closed her fingers around Via’s clenched fists

After hearing about Elyna’s fate, Riona squeezed her hands. [color=DAF6C7]“I’m so sorry, Via.”[/color] The words felt inadequate against such horror, but she pressed on. [color=DAF6C7]“They will pay for this.”[/color]

[color=DAF6C7]“It doesn’t make sense though…”[/color] A frown creased her brow as she processed the full story. [color=DAF6C7]“Why leave you two alive at all? You and Sjan-dehk pose far more risk than Elyna ever did. Wouldn’t it be safer and more effective to kill you both and let her ‘deliver the message’?”[/color]

Kalliope exhaled sharply, her fists loosening slightly in Riona’s grasp as she let the question settle over her. She had asked herself the same thing a dozen times already, and the lack of an answer gnawed at her.

[color=#8D3B72]“I don’t know,”[/color] she admitted, frustration laced in her tone. [color=#8D3B72]“It would’ve been easy enough to kill us. We were drugged, defenseless, completely at their mercy.”[/color] She shook her head, her brows drawing together. [color=#8D3B72]“But they didn’t. They stole back the letter, they left a message, and they let us live.”[/color]

Her fingers twitched. [color=#8D3B72]“That means something, Ri. Maybe they wanted us to wake up and [i]know[/i] they were watching. Maybe this was some kind of sick warning.”[/color] Her jaw clenched. [color=#8D3B72]“Or maybe… maybe they have something worse planned.”[/color]

She looked at her sister then, her green eyes dark with grim determination. [color=#8D3B72]“Either way, I’m going to find out.”[/color]

She hesitated, then added, [color=#8D3B72]“It could also have to do with who Sjan-dehk is. Killing him wouldn’t have gone unnoticed--not with two Viserjantan ships docked in our harbor. His people would likely tear the city apart looking for answers, and whoever did this knows that. His death would’ve brought hell down on them.”[/color] Her lips pressed into a thin line. [color=#8D3B72]“And maybe that’s the only reason we’re still breathing. Guess it's one more thing I should be grateful to him for.”[/color]

Riona tightened her grip on Via’s hand. [color=DAF6C7]“It means they’re scared, Via. You two got too close to something they didn’t want uncovered, but they weren’t about to risk killing a crown’s agent. Or a captain with [i]two[/i] ships full of Viserjantans that apparently can just burn this city to the ground if they really wanted to. So they went after the easiest target. Someone whose death wouldn’t bring the entire weight of the crown or the Viserjantan fleet down on their heads.”[/color]

She paused. [color=DAF6C7]“Hold on, what’s Sjan-dehk doing mixed up in this at all? The queen assigned this to you, didn’t she? Why’s he investigating shipments with you?”[/color]

Kalliope’s face heated instantly, and she broke eye contact, staring at a spot on the floor as if it might swallow her whole. She knew she had been sloppy, and admitting it aloud only made the shame settle deeper into her bones.  

[color=#8D3B72]“I invited him,”[/color] she muttered, her fingers of her free hand tightening into fists. [color=#8D3B72]“I… I craved his company, and I let it cloud my judgment.”[/color] She shook her head, frustration simmering beneath her embarrassment. [color=#8D3B72]“I got careless, let myself be distracted, and I put myself and Sjan-dehk in danger while getting someone innocent killed.”[/color]  

She exhaled sharply, forcing herself to push past the self-recrimination. [color=#8D3B72]“But it wasn’t completely without reason. The target’s name showed up in some documentation Sjan-dehk had seized from a pirate ship off the coast. He had a valid connection to the investigation. I just… let personal feelings get in the way of keeping my head clear.”[/color]

A cold weight settled in the pit of Riona's stomach, followed by a sickening wave of anxiety. [i]Hells.[/i] The timing couldn’t be worse. Between the Royal Curd disaster and now this?

Part of her wanted to shake Via until her teeth rattled, but that wouldn’t help anything right now. Instead, she pinched the bridge of her nose, forcing her thoughts into some kind of order.

[color=DAF6C7]“Alright.”[/color] A slow breath. [color=DAF6C7]“If there’s still time, maybe you can adjust the narrative. Keep Sjan-dehk’s involvement quiet. … If not... at least let’s find [i]something[/i] to show for all this.”[/color]

With the letter gone and Elyna... gone, they were working with nothing but memories. But maybe...

Quick steps carried her to the desk. Loose papers scattered as she yanked out a fresh sheet and her good pen. [color=DAF6C7]“Via, write down everything you remember from that letter. Every detail, no matter how small.”[/color]

Riona laid out the items for her sister. [color=DAF6C7]“And maybe—Gods, I can’t believe I’m saying this—we should talk to Quack? His people are everywhere. They might’ve noticed or heard something.”[/color]

Kalliope swallowed hard, nodding as she pulled the sheet toward her. [color=#8D3B72]“I remember most of it,”[/color] she admitted, though a frustrated crease formed between her brows. [color=#8D3B72]“Some parts are hazy, but I’ll piece together what I can.”[/color]

She let her mind drift back to the letter, to the way certain letters had slanted unnaturally, how others had been unnecessarily bolded. It had looked mundane at first glance—just standard shipment details—but there was a pattern, a hidden message buried beneath the surface. She began writing, her strokes precise but tense, frustration creeping in where the drugging had blurred her memory.

At Riona’s next suggestion, Kalliope hesitated, her grip tightening on the pen. [color=#8D3B72]“Quack could help,”[/color] she admitted, her voice reluctant. [color=#8D3B72]“His people hear things no one else does. But…”[/color] She exhaled sharply, looking up at her sister with unease. [color=#8D3B72]“We should hold off. At least until I can figure out more. If someone in his network is involved, this could put you in danger, and I’m not taking that risk.”[/color]

[color=DAF6C7]“If someone in his network is involved, then I’m not in any less or more risk than I already am since I’m not part of Quack’s group. Use what you can use, Via. The faster we deal with this the better.”[/color]

She set the pen down, rubbing at her temple. [color=#8D3B72]“I already have things in motion to keep people from sniffing around about Elyna. That’s handled—I’m not worried about that.”[/color] Her voice was firm, but the exhaustion behind it was undeniable.

Then, almost reluctantly, she added, [color=#8D3B72]“I… also promised I’d go back to Sada Kurau for the day.”[/color] She leaned back, pressing her lips together. [color=#8D3B72]“Sjan-dehk is worried about my safety, and I—”[/color] She hesitated, fingers flexing against the table before she finally admitted, [color=#8D3B72]“I don’t know how to face him.”[/color]

She swallowed, forcing out the truth she barely wanted to acknowledge. [color=#8D3B72]“You know better than anyone that I shouldn’t be falling for someone right now. It’s dangerous. Every mistake I’ve made lately has been because of these damned feelings.”[/color] She shook her head, looking down at the letter she’d half-finished copying. [color=#8D3B72]“And if I don’t put a stop to it now, I don’t know how many more I’ll make.”[/color] Yet at the same time, putting a stop to the feelings made her heart ache more than she wanted to admit. She wasn't sure if she could put a stop to them and that's what scared her the most.

But it wasn’t that easy was it? To just stop feeling. No matter how much you knew it you’d be better off without them. [color=DAF6C7]“Then stop,”[/color] Riona said, leaning against the desk. [color=DAF6C7]“Don’t go see him. Push him away when he shows up.”[/color] She gestured dramatically with one hand. [color=DAF6C7]“Be a colossal b*tch to him so he hates you and everything that reminds him of you.”[/color]

Pausing, she leveled a steady gaze at Via, [color=DAF6C7]“It’ll break both of your hearts, but he’ll be at a safe distance from you, and you won’t make any more mistakes.”[/color] Riona folded her arms across her chest, one eyebrow arched, [color=DAF6C7]“Right?”[/color]

Kalliope let out a bitter laugh, though there was no real amusement in it. [color=#8D3B72]“Just stop,”[/color] she echoed, shaking her head. [color=#8D3B72]“Like it’s that simple.”[/color] She ran a hand through her hair, fingers tangling for a moment before she let it drop back to the table. [color=#8D3B72]“Gods, Riona, I’ve spent my whole life training myself to be in control. Of my actions, my emotions—everything. And yet, one man comes along, and suddenly, I’m unraveling.”[/color]  

She exhaled sharply, picking up the quilt again only to twirl it between her fingers, as if that might help her focus. [color=#8D3B72]“You’re right. I should push him away. I should be cruel, make him despise me so he never comes near me again.”[/color] Her grip tightened. [color=#8D3B72]“But the idea of doing that makes me feel sick. Because I—”[/color] She cut herself off, frustration flickering in her eyes. [color=#8D3B72]“I don’t think I can.”[/color]  

Softly, Riona asked, [color=DAF6C7]“Via, what do you really want?”[/color]

Her gaze flickered up to meet Riona’s, vulnerability now warring with that frustration. [color=#8D3B72]“What do I want?”[/color] she repeated, voice quieter now. [color=#8D3B72]“I want to stop feeling like this. I want to stop second-guessing everything I do because of him. I want to stop caring, stop hoping, stop—”[/color] Her breath hitched, and for a second, she pressed her lips together, willing herself not to let it show.  

Then, finally, with quiet resignation, she admitted, [color=#8D3B72]“But I can’t. Because above all else I want him, Riona. And that’s the problem.”[/color]

Riona placed a hand on her sister’s back, the gentle circles she drew there a wordless comfort. [color=DAF6C7]“It isn’t,”[/color] she said. [color=DAF6C7]“Wanting someone isn’t the problem at all. It just means your priorities changed. Your heart found room for something more.”[/color] Via’s posture shifted slightly—surprise, resistance to this idea.

Light caught in her sister’s hair, picking out strands of copper among the auburn red. Riona had memorized every shade, every line of Via’s face over the years of their shared grief. But now she was witnessing something new taking shape.

[color=DAF6C7]“You have a reason to live,”[/color] she continued, her voice gathering certainty. [color=DAF6C7]“Something to look forward to in the future, past revenge.”[/color] Riona smiled, a mix of warmth and bittersweetness. [color=DAF6C7]“I’m happy you found someone who makes you feel this way. And I think—no, [i]I know[/i]—you deserve to be with the person who matters this much to you.”[/color]

A sudden haze blurred Riona’s vision, a stinging she couldn’t blink away.

It was joy for her sister—relief that Via now had an anchor, something worth living for no matter what came next. And it was a quiet loneliness too. Once Riona was gone, Via would be fine. Because the Captain would be there… She didn’t need her sister anymore. 

She doesn’t need [i]Riona[/i].

It hurt a little—[i]more[/i] than a little. But that was okay.

Everything would be alright.
As it should be.
As Riona wanted it to be.

Her hand slid down to the paper on the desk, fingers brushing the edge of Via’s neat script. [color=DAF6C7]“Got everything down?”[/color]

At the answering nod, Riona retrieved the small bottle set aside earlier. [color=DAF6C7]“Take this in the morning and at night for the next seven days,”[/color] she instructed, pressing the bottle into her sister’s palm. [color=DAF6C7]“Every day, no exceptions. Understand?”[/color]

With gentle pressure, she coaxed her toward the door. When Via’s gaze darted back to the paper on the desk, Riona squeezed her arm. [color=DAF6C7]“I got it,”[/color] she assured. It would be one more thing she’ll have to investigate, but she’d help her sister in any way she could. [color=DAF6C7]“You go back to Sada Kurau. Tell the Captain what he means to you.”[/color]

A breath caught in her throat as she added, [color=DAF6C7]“And if... if you ever decide to sail away with him into the horizon—just know there’s nothing to be worried about here.”[/color] Riona met Via’s gaze, steady and unwavering. [color=DAF6C7]“We will have our revenge.”[/color]

[color=DAF6C7]“I’ve got this,”[/color] she repeated, the conviction in her voice stronger this time. [color=DAF6C7]“I promise.”[/color]

Before Via could argue, Riona pulled her into a fierce hug—just in case. Just in case today was the day her sister chose a different path, a different horizon. Just in case this was goodbye.

[color=DAF6C7]“Live a long and happy life, Via,”[/color] she whispered against her sister’s hair. [color=DAF6C7]“With or without Sjan-dehk.” [i]And without me.[/i][/color]

Kalliope stood still, her body tense in Riona’s embrace. The words whispered into her hair settled over her like a weight she wasn’t ready to bear. [I]Live a long and happy life.[/I] As if it were that simple. As if choosing something beyond revenge, beyond this path they’d carved from blood and grief, was as easy as turning away.

Her grip on Riona tightened.

[color=#8D3B72]"I appreciate this,"[/color] she murmured, her voice quieter than usual but no less firm. [color=#8D3B72]"I do. But this isn’t a decision I can make right now."[/color]

She pulled back just enough to meet Riona’s gaze, searching for understanding, for space to breathe through the storm raging inside her.

Her fingers curled around the small bottle Riona had pressed into her hand, gripping it as if she could ground herself with the feeling.

[color=#8D3B72]"I’m [I]not[/I] walking away from this,"[/color] she continued, her voice steady despite the turmoil beneath it. [color=#8D3B72]"I can’t. Our revenge—our justice—it’s still mine, too. I’m not leaving it behind. Not for him. Not for anyone."[/color]

But the words felt hollow, even as she spoke them.

Because deep down, buried beneath the layers of resolve, she knew the truth. A part of her had [I]already[/I] started to walk away.

[color=#8D3B72]”But you're right, I should probably get back to the ship so he doesn't send anyone out searching for me. I'll check back in with you as soon as my end of things is handled so you know I'm okay. I love you, Ri.”[/color] 

[color=DAF6C7]“... I love you too.”[/color]

Kalliope hugged her sister tight once more, shoving away her warring emotions, before letting go and giving her a reassuring smile. Then, she turned to head out the door.[/color]