"Weiss…"

Heals clicked; the sound of fabric being pulled long the floor echoed through the empty hallways. Memories of her greying Father sitting in his study, watching her expectantly as she held her self together after he set her the task. What was he expecting her to do? Abandon the task because of a grudge? No, that is not her way- that is not the Schnee way.

"My title is at stake. Your title is at stake."

The way he made her believe that he cared for her but no, he cared about one thing, two at a push. How he emphasized that her title was at stake: Heiress Weiss Schnee was coming to an end. In the house of Schnee, tears are not allowed to fall, they are only allowed to freeze, turning ones heart into stone. What a fool she was, believing that he had started to care for his eldest daughter.

"Go, make peace with the faunus, do not return until you have done so."

This task… Her title… Are they all worth it in the end? Just so she can return to a home where she's only wanted for one thing, her name? Even then, Winter would make a more refined Heiress any day but for now, this was a burden and it is hers alone to bare.

"Do not fail me, Weiss…"