80 A.G.W, December 12th
11:37 AM

Beacon Arena

Noctis phased through his mother's thrust attack with her rapier and slashed at her with Engine Blade. It was his turn to spar in the arena with his mother, who wanted to show off some of his skills and getting some sparring sessions to hone his fighting skills.

Weiss dodged the slash and backflipped backwards several meters away to get space between her and Noctis. She then conjured a push glyph to propel her forward towards her son, who switched out his main weapon for a shield and blade to take the hit. However at the last minute Weiss summoned a glyph in front of her, twirled upward so she could jump backward, and then summoned another one to her back to jump off from it. She then took out a small dagger and threw it behind her son and warped behind Noctis.

Noctis quickly tried to bring his shield to block but his mother got in a few slashes onto his aura. He then bashed her final strike aside before slamming the shield on her, causing his mother to stumble a bit, while Noctis quickly warped to the other side of the arena. He then switched to daggers and warped at her to strike with a barrage of attacks, but Weiss blocked each attack with her rapier as metal clashed against metal.

Seeing the daggers wasn't working out, Noctis quickly rolled back to bring up his javalin and delivered a short-ranged warp strike that broke through her defence. Weiss quickly recovered and in a blink of an eye grabbed her son's arm and threw him down to the ground. Weiss stepped back a bit as she allowed her son to get back on his feet.

The prince went for another warp strike again though Weiss sidestepped at the last second and kneed him in the guts before summoning up a glyph to throw him away from her. The queen looked at the aura moniter to see was at 73% while her son's was around 42%, and she was slightly panting. This made a part of her question just how long she could keep fighting on. She had no delusions that she was past her prime, but looking at her aura bar she wondered to herself when her limits would soon catch up to her age after countless years of fighting the Empire and Daemons.

Weiss broke out of her thoughts as she blocked a warp strike from her son who warped back to do another warp strike. Though it was tough blocking something strong as a warp strike but she managed through using her glyphs or dodging it via careful timing. Her son kept up with warp strikes hoping that at least a few would break his mother's defence. Tricking his mother, Noctis warped to her flank and then conjured a glyph that held her in place so he could warp strike with engine blade. Just as he was about to strike her hard with his signature weapon, the crown prince of Lucis felt something big and hard grab around which trapped his arms. Noctis looked around to see the arm of Gigas coming out of the summoning glyphs to grab him.

"You were getting predictable with the warp strikes – you'll waste your magic and enter stasis if you aren't being careful with it." Weiss told her son as she addressed the flaws during the match; she dissipated her knight summon's arm so Noctis could stand on his own. "You are well versed with glyphs, try use them more often in your fight in conjunction with your magic – also something you have with fire, ice, and lighting." She pointed out. "Other than that you're getting there my son." Weiss let out a small smile as she hugged him.

One thing Weiss kind of regretted was not teaching her son how to fight at a young age rather than in his mid-teenage years. But she told herself she was giving her son a childhood to enjoy before his future responsibilities came forth.

"Mom, please not here." Noctis said embarrassed with the public affection.

"Can a mother not show her son some affection?" Weiss teased him.

Gladiolus whispered out loud for those sitting on the stands to hear. "Mama's boy." He slightly grinned.

"I do have to admit that it can become a little embarrassing when her majesty becomes too affectionate and caring for his highness." Ignis stated.

"Why is that?" Yang asked, her tone a little defensive.

"I do remember several years ago when she held on tight to Noct when he and I were about to move out of the Citadel to our private apartment." Lunafreya said. "I never knew someone could shed that many tears for a long period of time." She remarked.

"Ugghhh… It took me, Ignis, his majesty, and dozens of Crownsguard to pry her away from Noct." Gladio groaned. "It felt like I was moving a statue."

Then Gladio felt his entire world go suddenly cold as he felt a chill flow down his spine. He saw Ignis giving him a fearful look; Crowe wincing as she and her comrades slowly back away from him; Prompto's eyes kept glancing to the arena and Gladio back and forth as sweat poured down his face; Lunafreya was giving him a look of pity. The Shield of the Prince looked down to see her majesty giving him a cold glare that made him freeze still, the eyes he stared into promised a very cold, wrathful punishment only the likes of Shiva could give, which wasn't that surprising as quite a number of people thought the queen was Shiva's mortal form or champion. Meanwhile Noctis shaking his head at his friend's predicament, recalling the times when his dad got into trouble with mom on 'weight' topic. Before he could take actions to distract his mom from literally shattering Gladio into pieces, he heard a voice loudly whisper his mom's name.

"Weiss?"

Weiss Lucis Caelum snapped her head to the direction of the voice she had not heard for over 30 years.

Winter Schnee stood before one of the few entrances of the Arena, looking right into Weiss's eyes. The queen's breathing hitched in seeing her elder sister for the first time in many years, as old feelings of lamentation of lost times resurfacing once again as the few ties she had to the world appearing before her.

Noctis looked at the newcomer and was surprised at the woman in front of him, who so resembled his mother very much. He saw that this woman was his mother's elder sister, though wouldn't it be younger if counting in his mom's biological age? The prince then also realised that he had a aunt who was nearly as young as him, in fact it might be like having a sister or a cousin.

The others in the stand above saw what was coming to happen and decided that it was best to leave them in peace. They got off from their seats and head towards a more private area away from the family reunion that was going to take place.

The first thing that Winter noticed as she approached Weiss was her sister looking older than the last time she saw her. Have her face be a little bit rounder and mature it for decades along with wrinkles, she would resemble mother… Before she lost her self in her sorrow. There were many things Winter was expecting when she received news from headmaster Ozpin of her sister found again after she fell in some sort of portal few days ago. But this she wasn't expecting.

Ozpin told her that there was a complication between the large portal that now connected Remnant with a new world called Eos. The time between Weiss disappearing and reappearance was very long on her side, over three decades to be precise.

Over 30 years passed for her while only a few days for passed for those on Remnant.

Winter refused to believe that she lost that amount of precious time with her sister. She had to see her for herself the reality of what was occurring. So to see Weiss looking much older - and older than her – was something she couldn't comprehend. She didn't know what to feel or how to respond to it.

As she slowly approached Weiss, Winter then noticed the young man standing beside her. He was taller than Weiss by a few inches and dressed in dark clothing more suited to some street delinquent. His facial features showed a face still having some baby fat, dark blue eyes that looked rather familiar, and a small bang of white hair on his mainly dark, messy hair.

"Winter…" Weiss croaked out, her eyes starting to get watery. She made a few steps towards her shock-striken sister before she leaped and embraced her tight.

Winter yelped at the sudden tight embrace she got from her sister who cried into her shoulder. She also managed to take a closer look at her sobbing face, gasping a little from how much her beloved little sister's face matured and looking old as their mother. Winter returned the tight embrace as Weiss released the decades of sorrow and fear she had suppresed, as the queen once believed she would not see her elder sibling again.

"I-I missed y-you so much Winter!" Weiss cried out the words in a whisper, afraid to let go of her as if she might dissappear.

"I'm here Weiss. I'm right here." Winter repeated to comfort her as the still shocked woman silently let out tears that she missed a large chunk of her sister's adult life.

After hugging her sister and crying for almost a minute, Weiss let go of her and said. "Winter, there's someone I want to introduce to you."

The Queen of Lucis turned around to look at her beloved son and introduced Winter to him. "Noctis, he's my son." She announced to her flabbergasted sister. "You're an aunt now Winter."

"Hi?" Noctis awkwardly waved his hand.

Winter stared at the young man in front of her, unable to respond to the individual who was apparently her nephew.

"What?" A puzzled cry came out of Winter's mouth.