Does this site hate me, or do I have no idea how to work this thing?
I double posted again...
But there were no hits, as of yet, but I fear that this site may update slower than I anticipated. So, I shall repost this
chapter... Gah, I am so foolish!
Chapter 24: Reunion
"Lyre, is Relane in your unit?" Zihark asked Lyre as they were running.
"Yes, beorc, you know her?" Lyre asked in response.
"In more ways than you'd think. My name is Zihark. It's an honor to finally meet Lethe's sister in person." Zihark smiled.
"Wait, are you two the same Soren and Zihark Lethe told me about? Two of the 44 comrades who accompanied my sister during the Great War?" Lyre asked.
"Yes, we are." Soren and Zihark replied.
"Ah, I see... Well, Relane should already be at the Fort. I smelled my sister ahead, so I ordered Relane to catch up to her. We should be close to the Fort." Lyre spoke.
"I see it..." Janaff said.
"Well, yeah, but your eyes can see things from miles away... It's still a long walk for us." Soren sighed.
When they finally reached the Fort, Lethe saw Soren, and burst out of the gate. "Soren! Are you well? Did they dare hurt you?... Oh..." Lethe saw Lyre.
The two sisters stared at each other for some time.
"Ah, Soren, I see..."
"You see nothing, young one."
"Oh, Lethe, why must you treat me so?"
"Lethe, Lyre is different. She was a headache when she first joined the army, I admit, but she's grown." Ranulf interjected.
"Stupid idiot! Why did you join the army! You could have been safe, been sound... Not like me. But you've never listened to me, have you? Now look, our whole clan will be extinguished because of your stupidity!" Lethe growled.
"By saying that, you imply that you will get yourself killed. Don't assume the same for me." Lyre taunted.
"How dare you mock me? I am your elder sister! Have you no respect?!"
"On the contrary, have you any respect? You always insulted me for being inferior to you, and I admit, I am weaker. But look at me now! I helped save Soren from the Daein pursuers, and sent Relane to assist you. Besides, I'm quite shocked. You decided to listen to me for once. You've stopped cursing at the Beorc, and have learned to stand beside them."
Lethe was fuming with anger at Lyre's challenge, but before she could speak:
"Are you going to stand there gawking, or should the two of us retreat into the fort? I do not want to be speared alongside you when those Daein troops come." Lyre smirked.
"You... You have no respect! With no respect, you have no honor!" Lethe snarled. But even though she was fuming mad, she saw the reason in Lyre's proposal, and the two entered the Fort side by side. Soren and the others followed after them.
"I see how they are sisters, now." Soren whispered in Ranulf's ear.
"I should have warned you. Relations between the two have never been friendly." Ranulf whispered back.
"Well, if I stay on either's good side..." Soren muttered.
"Hey, Lethe will practically always have you on her good side, unless you really get her mad. As for Lyre, well, knowing the kind of person you are, I'm sure she'll approve. Even if you are, you know, a Branded. Lyre doesn't really care about race, not like Lethe in the past." Ranulf replied softly.
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