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Natia stared at her, studying her expression. She couldn't imagine how it felt. Couldn't imagine what it was like to be trapped like this. Because that is what this was. Evangeline wasn't trapped by obligation, but her own stupid compassion. This was the toll of her kindness. One sided love and a marriage she wasn't ready for.

"So what are you going to do about that?" Natia asked. Evangeline's eyes softened automatically and Natia couldn't help but wonder if this was the first time she'd ever felt heard. At least in the way that mattered.

"I don't know," she admitted, but her eyes showed no despair. "I was hoping you might have a suggestion."

Natia laughed. "Why would I know anything about this sort of thing?" She readjusted the bag straps on her shoulder awkwardly. "If you hadn't already guessed, I never married a man I didn't love." Evangeline didn't seem to startle at her blatancy. Somehow she'd already known that was just... Natia. She supposed that was lucky.

"Do you want to be with Lily?" Natia wondered at last. She saw the subtle joy in Eva's expression.

"Yes." It was no more than a whisper, but the sincerity was real. Natia felt a smile grow on her lips.

"Then go get her."

"But Ascher-"

"Fuck Ascher," Natia blurted but she didn't regret the words. "He can't keep you in a relationship you don't want to be in. He can't keep you from Lily. Only you can do that, so go get her."

Evangeline leapt forward without warning and wrapped her arms around Natia. She stilled in her embrace, not used to the whole sister thing yet. Hesitantly, she hugged her back. Eva was short enough for Natia to place her chin on top of her head. The darkness she had from was practically gone now, but Natia did feel something strange stirring inside of her.

Deciding not to mention it, Natia hugged her for a moment longer before Evangeline pulled away.

"Thank you Natia," was all she said before she raced out of her dorm and down the hall.

"Of course," she mumbled, her voice distant. Natia raised her hand to her face and stared at it. For some reason it felt fuzzy, like the blood and sense had been sucked from it.

Natia looked back at the exit.

Something happened to Eva.

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His eyes were locked on the ground where her feet scraped the earth. Instead of there being water, or mud, or grass, everything beneath her feet had been lit on fire. The earth smoldered, crackling in the rain before being snuffed out completely.

Quinn looked at her, but she was still staring down.

“You go handle your men,” Quinn said to Juniper. “I’ll take her to a cell.” Juniper didn’t speak, he didn’t disagree. He only murmured an okay and walked away. As soon as Juniper walked far enough from them he turned back to the woman and began untying the ropes.

“What was that?” he asked, not out of malice or accusation but rather curiosity. “Are you a fire goddess?” She laughed.

“No,” the goddess replied.

“Then what—”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” At last she looked up at him. The shock that appeared on her face must’ve mirrored his. She had red eyes. Blood red eyes and black blood. A combination he would’ve never expected. He had no idea why she seemed so stunned though. At least not until she utters one word.

“Quinn.”

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This couldn’t be happening. What Pandora was seeing was impossible. There he was though. Quinn. She was seeing him—truly seeing him again. The last time they met she thought she’d never look at him again or talk to him. How hadn’t she recognized his voice? How could she have forgotten?

“Quinn,” she whispered. Pandora didn’t feel like it was a question. There was nothing to ask. He was here. Saying his name was a prayer and he shouldn’t be here but he was. He was here and she was here and they were on opposite sides of the war. Her heart was pounding. Her thoughts were racing. Her hold on her alchemy was slipping, the fire below her feet acting as a testament to that fact.

Heavens, he shouldn’t be here. It meant that he had been here before her, that Omne had found him and kept it a secret, and that those Revolutionist jets might kill him when they come. Because she ordered Silvestre to have them come.

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Pandora, Goddess of Nothing

Juniper finally stopped to look at the goddess. She seemed to be gaining full consciousness, though Quinn didn’t know how long that would last. It was shocking that she had kept her bearings this long. Whoever punched her should’ve been able to knock her out. Their fist split skin, yet she was still standing. Clumsily standing, but standing nonetheless.

“Is she okay?” Juniper asked. Quinn opened his mouth to answer, but her reply came first.

“She’s doing spectacularly,” the goddess grunted. “Thank you for asking.”

Juniper furrowed his brows. “I thought you were out.”

“Well,” she spat a wad of black spit onto the ground, “I am unfortunately fully awake, thanks to you two."

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Dalnim drew back the shining string of her bow. Her thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth as she trained her eyes on Quinn. He stared back at her. She saw the eyes of a desperate man. One that didn’t understand. At that moment, Dalnim saw the eyes of the god who she had learned to call a friend, the eyes of the god who she trusted on missions, and who she saw her best friend fall in love with.

She saw the eyes of Quinn.

And yet one wrong move and she’d release her arrow so it would find his heart. Those eyes, although good and familiar are also those of a betrayer.

“Drop your weapons,” she said, referring to the opal rod at Quinn’s leg. From what she saw Juniper had nothing. Even if he did, she was a celestial god. He’d be bleeding out before he could form a bolt.

“Don’t fight back,” Zaire continued. “You’re under arrest for conspiring against the High Court of Domum Deorum. A trial will be held in which you may defend yourself. If you fight back we-”

Dalnim’s focus was suddenly lost, and when she found it again it was on Pandora. Her friend was silent, her face void of emotion. All that she had lost, and she couldn’t seem to feel it. Somehow, that was worse than any grief she would’ve expected from Pandora.

“Pandora.” It was Quinn who spoke this time. Dalnim turned her gaze back to the traitor whose wrists had been chained together while she was distracted. He looks at Pandora, saying something with his expression that she couldn’t quite read. Pandora, on the other hand, seemed to understand the secret language perfectly.

“Why?” she pleaded. At last, Dalnim finally heard her best friend’s sorrow. “You know you could’ve told me.”

Quinn opened his mouth to answer, to explain, but no sound escaped. He was at a loss.

“I don’t know.” Dalnim felt herself sag. She had hoped-prayed even-that Quinn would’ve been able to defend both himself and Juniper. He wasn’t saying anything though.

Dalnim looked across the room at Mayflower. Her green eyes stared right back, and Dalnim wasn’t sure if it was because she couldn’t stand looking at Juniper or because she just needed some sort of comfort. Mayflower had never needed comfort before.

How could they have all failed so much?

“Take them away,” Pandora said. Quinn jolted forward, but Irra’s hands were already at his wrists, dragging him back. The string of Dalnim’s bow was pulled further back. A harsh red light appeared at Zaire’s fingertips. Silvestre and Psi stepped closer to Pandora, fire and water creating a halo around them. Even Mayflower, distraught as she was, conjured her blade of vine and wood and pointed it at Juniper’s throat. 

Right now, the familiarity of the two gods didn’t matter. All that mattered was Pandora, who had led them and protected them for the past five decades.

Still, Dalnim couldn’t help but murmur, “Are you sure?”

The last thing she expected was the floor to tremble at her feet, was the crack in the ceiling, the fire created a halo around the Goddess of Nothing’s irises. Dalnim finally understood why Pandora caged her grief and rage. Because this is what it meant: destruction.

“YES!” she shouted. Heat burst through the room as her voice trembled, the volume doing nothing to hide the instability she held within. “Take Quinn to a cell.” And the anger suddenly broke away from her face when she realized she only said one name. It was Quinn who had betrayed her. She must’ve expected everyone else to go against her, but not him. He was supposed to be different.

Dalnim watched her friend as she gulped, disguising her grief as indifference, and turned towards her. Dalnim offered no smile, no solace. They lost this fight. They lost a sister and now, they would be losing Quinn and Juniper.

“I’ll speak with them later,” she said. Dalnim didn’t listen to Quinn as Irra and Zaire went to drag the two gods away. She knew what he would say. 

Instead, she walked up to Pandora, and as soon the doors slammed shut, the two traitors being dragged to their cells, Dalnim let her best friend fall into her arms and weep.

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Pandora, Goddess of Nothing

❝do you know yourself in the way no one has ever thought to know themselves?❞

❝do you?❞

❝i do, and i am all the more fearsome for it❞

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