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Title: Perspectives
Chapter: Interlude - Phaidra
Characters: Phaidra, mentions of Lloyd, Genis, Colette and Frank
Summary: It breaks Phaidra's heart to see their ignorance.
Notes: ...bawwwww. D:
Phaidra watched solemnly as Lloyd and Genis left the village. If it were her choice, they would have been allowed to remain, but she knew deep down that it wouldn't have mattered: either way, Lloyd would have gone after Colette, and Genis would have followed. She sighed. They had been such good friends to her granddaughter, and it broke her heart to have lied to them about Colette's destiny all this time...especially now that she knew they would be witness to the truth. Perhaps there was still some chance that Raine could shield them, but even so, Colette would not return from the Tower of Salvation. It was hard enough for her and Frank, to lose Colette as well as her mother, but at least they had always known that the poor girl would face this path one day.
“Make her last months good ones,” she murmured at their figures that were already receding into the distance. “And...I'm so sorry.” With that final confession, she turned around and began to shuffle slowly back to the house, to comfort her poor son.
Chapter: Interlude - Phaidra
Characters: Phaidra, mentions of Lloyd, Genis, Colette and Frank
Summary: It breaks Phaidra's heart to see their ignorance.
Notes: ...bawwwww. D:
Phaidra watched solemnly as Lloyd and Genis left the village. If it were her choice, they would have been allowed to remain, but she knew deep down that it wouldn't have mattered: either way, Lloyd would have gone after Colette, and Genis would have followed. She sighed. They had been such good friends to her granddaughter, and it broke her heart to have lied to them about Colette's destiny all this time...especially now that she knew they would be witness to the truth. Perhaps there was still some chance that Raine could shield them, but even so, Colette would not return from the Tower of Salvation. It was hard enough for her and Frank, to lose Colette as well as her mother, but at least they had always known that the poor girl would face this path one day.
“Make her last months good ones,” she murmured at their figures that were already receding into the distance. “And...I'm so sorry.” With that final confession, she turned around and began to shuffle slowly back to the house, to comfort her poor son.