Why do we confide in others? I wonder…

After braving the snow, they finally came to the haven by a thawed lake. The mountain arch with a deep opening created a nice shelter from the arctic wilderness. The depth of the arch prevented any wind or snow from entering the enclosed space.

"Looks very cozy," Aranea stated, looking at the haven.

"At this point, even a coffin would look cozy," commented Squall callously.

"Let's go get some dry branches before it gets any darker," she suggested. Squall nodded, and they both got busy gathering wood to burn.

They collected branches and various pieces of wood and dumped them at the fireplace. They huddled around it and tried to start the fire by rubbing stones.

"Oh fire, discovered by cavemen, useful even now," she commented as a spark from her stone ignited the fire.

They sat as close to the fire as possible without getting burned. She warmed her hands and place it on her face to spread the warmth. Squall leaned in closer to the fire to bask in its warmth.

Once the sun set, the darkness took over. Without any city lights nearby, everything was covered in the thick blanket of darkness.

"I am glad we made it before the demons came out," she said, rubbing her hands.

"Ya," he sounded uninterested.

She gazed out into the darkness and her eyes could barely identify any shapes.

"Is this how the world will be if darkness takes over?" She wondered.

"Probably."

"Is everything okay? You seem distracted," she noted.

"Just, lots of things going on, that's all."

"Wanna talk about it?" She offered.

"No," both of them said simultaneously. Aranea laughed his predictability.

"You can tell me anything. I am your friend," she said, leaning closer.

"I know. I don't want to burden you with my problems," he replied, averting her gaze.

"Seeing a friend in trouble and not being able to help them is also a burden," she stated calmly.

"You remind me so much of her," he commented.

"Her?"

"In my world, I had a friend who stood by my side through thick and thin. She would go out of her way to help me at my slightest discomfort. Even though I never did anything for her, she never left my side."

"She sounds awesome."

"Ya, she was. It's a shame that I don't even remember her name or her face. But I think she was very intelligent, compassionate and very beautiful too. She even had her own fan club if I recall it correctly."

"Makes me wonder why was she friends with someone like you?" she said, poking fun at Squall.

"I don't know. She had no reason to," he replied, adjusting the wood to keep the fire burning. "Once she wanted to talk about her problem and I told her to go talk to the wall."

"Wow, you are such an ass. Did you at least apologize to her?"

"I don't think so. It's one thing I regret the most. I never treated her right or ever told her how much she meant to me," he revealed, staring into the darkness.

"Squall, we humans are very resilient when it comes to our survival. However, our hearts are very fragile, it needs to be constantly reassured of love and hope. That is why is so important to tell someone how much you appreciate them or how much they mean to you," She advised.

"You are right. I should do it more often," he admitted.

"Everyone wants to be needed by someone. If you can make someone feel needed, you have done a good job," she added.

"I know, but I have a hard time expressing myself. I'd rather show that I care about them through my actions than say it."

"Even if you show it by actions, it is still important to say it sometimes," she countered.

"Why?"

"Because it feels good to hear it," she replied.

"I guess."

"Aranea, thank you."

"For which one? There are too many things you owe me for," she said jokingly.

"You are one person who does not hesitate to tell me when I am wrong and I appreciate it. Sometimes you need an outside perspective to realize your mistake," he confessed.

"I will always be at your service if you ever want to be insulted, scar-face," she stated with a smile. "You are welcome. That's what friends are for, to cover each other's weaknesses and improve each other. If as a friend, I don't help you identify and correct your mistake, then what's the point of such friendship?"

"Friends like you are rare to find, so thank you for being my friend," he said earnestly.

"Someone is taking my advice to heart. I like it," she smiled.

Silence took over again as neither of them said anything.

"So, you gonna tell me what's going on between you and Luna?" Aranea initiated the conversation.

"Nothing is going on," he deflected her inquiry.

"That's not what Luna said," she stated, shaking her head.

"What did she say?" Squall asked with a glint in his eyes.

"Everything. From the day you meet till now," she recalled.

"If she already told you everything, then there is nothing more I could add to it."

"She told me about your journey from her perspective. But I am more interested in hearing your side of the story," she stated her curiosity.

"Why?"

"Because I am curious. Because we have a lot of time to kill. Because I want to know why you risked your life like that. Because I want to help Luna. Do you need more reasons?" she listed.

"I guess not," he shrugged.

"So, spill it."

Squall took a deep breath and began.

"I gotta admit, after hearing all that, I am #TeamLeon. I think you two make a cute couple," she giggled.

"Stop it," he said, getting annoyed.

"Oh, come on now, just admit it," she urged.

"Whatever."

"You should tell her how you feel," she suggested.

"Nothing will ever happen between us. She loves Noctis and will marry him someday. I will go back to my world once I take her to Altissia. That is how our story ends," he remarked in a grievous tone.

After some solemn silence Squall spoke again, "Aranea, can you do me a favor?"

"Ask away."

"Please help Noctis the best you can," he stated, humbly.

"Wait! What?" she was taken aback. "You want me to help Noctis? Why?"

"Because Luna loves him. To see him fulfill his duty is her dream. Even though I might not be around to see it, I still want her dream fulfilled."

"You do know that I don't like Noctis, right?" She checked.

"Yes, I do. But I also know that you won't let me down," he stated.

"Urgh. I have so much pent-up frustration with him. Can I fight with him once and let it all out? Obviously, I won't break his bones or anything," she complained.

"Fine, but will you help him after that?" he asked.

"Yes, I promise."

"Thanks."

"You are so weird," she said, shaking her head.

"You would have to be more specific than that," he advised.

"It's like you are going out of business because of a competitor, but you still want to make sure that they get all your customers once you are gone. Why?" she wondered.

"I am not doing it for him. I am doing it for Luna. I want her to be happy, even if it's not with me. Her happiness lies with Noctis."

"What about your happiness?" she inquired.

"My happiness is in seeing her happy," he replied sincerely.

"Why do you love her?" she asked.

"I don't know," he replied honestly.

"For someone so pragmatic, I thought you would know why."

"Love is irrational by nature. You can have reasons to like someone, but you don't need a reason to love someone. You just do."

"Never thought you to be a hopeless romantic," she said with a chuckle.

"I would like to think that I am pragmatic romantic."

"There is no such thing as that. Now you are just making things up," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Isn't that how the language was invented? Someone came up with some words and gave meaning to it," he defended.

She just gave a facepalm in response.

"Your turn to speak."

Aranea narrated her childhood, growing up in Niflheim, joining the military, and her rise to being a Commodore. One thing Squall could notice was that she was fiercely loyal to Niflheim.

After hearing her story, Squall asked, "Who was that little girl on the train? I saw you playing with her in Tenebrae as well."

That question caught her off-guard.

"Oh, she is, um…" Aranea seemed to struggle to come up with a coherent sentence. "She is a friend's daughter."

Squall scrutinized her. She knew he was on to her.

"I thought you are were not allowed to keep secrets from a friend," he stated, calmly.

Aranea sighed before speaking. "As a soldier, we sacrifice our body for our nation. Let's just say that there is more than one way to sacrifice your body."

"Oh…" it suddenly dawned on Squall on what she meant. "She is your—"

"Yes, she is my monster," she interjected before he could complete. "Her name is Solara Aldercapt Antiquum."

"Aldercapt?" his eyes widened.

"She is the granddaughter of Emperor Aldercapt. After the prince's untimely death, the Emperor was left without an heir. However, they had preserved the DNA of the prince. I volunteered for the sake of my country. Only Emperor Aldercapt and I know of this secret. Now you know it as well."

"I promise to take this secret to my grave," he responded earnestly.

Aranea nodded in appreciation.

"She is my world. I want to keep fighting for a better future for her sake," she said, as fire danced in her iris.

"You are lucky, Aranea," Squall spoke softly.

"Why?" She asked, taken aback.

"Many people find a reason to die for, but only a few find a reason to live for. I am happy you found that reason to live for."

"It was unexpected at first, but I finally found my reason to live. Even if the world goes dark, I'll keep fighting for a better future."

They chatted at great length about Aranea's past. Talking with each other kept their mind away from hunger and cold. They continued to chat till dawn.

They heard engine noise coming in their direction. "They are here."

A sense of relief washed over them when they heard that voice.

Within seconds Biggs and Wedge came into view, riding their snowmobile. Biggs waved at them and Aranea waved back.

They rode back to the ship on their snowmobiles. A medic on-board checked on them as soon as they entered the ship.

As the ship descended toward Tenebrae Aranea approached Squall. "Here, you should keep this," she said, handing him something.

He looked at it and was shocked to see it, "Frozen tear! Why are you giving it to me?"

"Think of it as a token of our friendship. Keep it safe until I ask for it."

"Yes, I'll keep it with me so I can return it to you someday."

"Good."

The airship lowered and the hangar door opened. They said their goodbyes and made their way to their respective home.

Next Day

Leon did not see Aranea the next day at all. He assumed that she must be busy with her duties and taking care of her monster. He went for a stroll with Gentiana as usual. The healing camp was over the number of pilgrims was significantly less now. They could finally walk without bumping into each other. He had hoped to see Luna, but she had requested her meals in her room.

Next Day

A loud banging on the door woke up Squall. He stumbled his way to the door, "Biggs?"

"Sir Squall, Lady A has been captured by the Empire and she has been branded as a traitor," said frantic Biggs.

Hearing that, Squall was wide awake now. "What? How?"

"We don't know much detail, but I got an SOS from her on our secure channel. We traced her signal, and her last location was in Zegnautus Keep, Gralea. The Empire will execute her if we don't rescue her soon," he pleaded.

Author's Notes:

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