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[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]

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[falenandawn]

.....About Falena? Of course. You only need ask, you know. [Honestly... he took great pride in his home. He didn't mind at all, talking of it. Not so much of the things he did during the war, but he was willing to share those with her too, if she truly wanted those stories.]

What do you want to know?

[seiriald]

Anything at all, really! [The chances of her ever visiting Frey's world were slim, and she's fully aware of this even though she would like to one day. Just to see what kind of world had allowed for such a kind Human to exist, and most of all survive.]

Like your favorite thing about it? What it looked like, if it had lots of trees and stuff...

[falenandawn]

A favorite thing....? I have lots of those. [He pauses, taking a bite of cake as he thinks.]

I guess... I do miss the sight of Sol-Falena. And the way the sun looks when it sets over the Feitas. It looks endless when it reflects off the water.

[seiriald]

The Feitas? Is that the name of an ocean there? [With the way he said it, that was what it had sounded like. She'd never known large bodies of water, but she does remember the sight of sun on raindrops as a storm faded away.]

[falenandawn]

A river, actually. It flows throughout all of Falena.... There are few places in the country you will ever be far from it.

My hometown, Sol-Falena, is set upon a lake that is fed by it.

[seiriald]

You live on a lake? [That sounds... very amazing but at the same time uncomfortable, though it was probably her natural type making her feel uneasy about being around a substance that makes her feel so tired in the long run.]

How do you get around there?

[falenandawn]

It is connected to the outer shore by bridges, actually. There is a large dam, and a port for boats if you choose to travel that way.

[seiriald]

But why in the middle of a lake? Unless it's for strategic protection purposes?

[falenandawn]

[His eyes widen a bit, and he smiles. She was smart to figure it out so easily.] You are right. It is exactly that.

Falena's original capital was Stormfist, from what I have read, but Sol-Falena was built specifically to become the current capital from the very beginning... over two hundred years ago, I think. I imagine great care was taken to make sure it was secure and difficult to invade.

Any land based invasion must cross the bridge. There is no other way, besides entering by boat.

When we had to retake the city, it was a difficult battle.

[seiriald]

[Sadly, she learned how to best use geography to her advantage throughout her time in Anatolia, and it was the specialty of one of her adopted sisters. She had managed to teach her a little more.]

But you really wanted to take back your home, didn't you? I think that's why you were able to take it back even if it's supposed to be hard. [And she can't believe that Freyjadour couldn't accomplish anything he really put his mind to, especially when it involved something he loved.]

[falenandawn]

....I did. Very much so. Everyone did.

[It was what had frustrated him most, about his time in Luceti before returning home to finish everything- He had never been able to rescue Lym, to take back their home. Hearing it from people from the future was one thing.

Doing it was another.]

[seiriald]

... I'm glad you got to reach your goal, Freyjadour. [And to hear that there were people willing to help him with that was indeed heartening, and it made her wish that it happened more often in the worlds she had visited. All those different peoples working together must be something else.]

But what happened after?

[falenandawn]

Ah....well....We marched towards the capital.... and.... [There's a bit of hesitance of his tone as he speaks.... as if he's considering leaving something out. He didn't want to ruin this happy moment for her with the things that had happened.]

[seiriald]

[That hesitance, even without her sensitivity to the emotions of others, is kind of hard not to notice. I doesn't take many guesses to figure out a general reason for why.

Putting down her fork, she feels around for Frey's hand until she at last finds it. If there was something he wanted to talk about, it was okay.]

[falenandawn]

[His eyes widen a little at the hand on his, and he squeezes it gently to let her know he's thankful for it.

He merely did not wish to. He had always been a private person when it came to these things, and he did not wish to ruin the mood. But Sialeeds... she deserved to be mentioned, in spite of his feelings on it.

History would probably label her a traitor, but when he spoke of these events, at least..... He would remember her.] My Aunt perished in the events leading up to our retaking of the capital. She is the reason we even have the opportunity we do, to make a lasting change in our country.

[seiriald]

[Right away Kaori's mind begins to run wild with possibilities, some good and other bad, and some terrible. But unless Freyjadour wished to share what it was with her, it was not in her right to ask such personal details. He was already sharing so much with by admitting to this.]

... You miss her. [It wasn't a question, she could sense what felt like hurt there, or at the very least sadness. Whatever had happened to her, it had to have been a great sacrifice.]

[falenandawn]

I do. She... really cared for us all. [If he was going to be honest with himself, she was more like immediate family then just an aunt. She had always been in his life... teasing them, taking care of them, teaching them... She had been almost, if not as much as, important a person in he and his sister's lives as their parents.] ....It might have been the reason she did what she did was for our sake. She knew better then we did the obstacles we could face in the future.

[seiriald]

Yeah... people do a lot of things for the people they love. [Outrageous things, morally questionable things... She was guilty of a few herself, though likely not to the degree of what his aunt had done for him.]

Have you done anything for her?

[falenandawn]

[There's a pang of guilt accompanying that question.

Really... he shouldn't be ruining a happy occasion like this. But telling her to change the topic now would imply he didn't trust her, wouldn't it?] I cannot. Publicly, she is viewed as a traitor. She could not even be buried in the royal tombs.

The most we can do is use the chance she gave us.

I am sorry... this is not exactly happy conversation, is it?