Letter to Versi (#21)
(Written as the group sail to Mytros after coming to from their fight with Estor in his dream.)
My dearest one,
This leg of the group’s journey has been a difficult one.
You seem to hold a fondness for Xan - and I am trying to keep that in mind - but I cannot shake the feeling of unease I carry around her.
She swore an oath, of fellowship no less, to us under false pretences.
And she didn’t just omit the truth… she made a choice to actively deceive us. She conspired, in fact, to do so with a man - her father - who has practically openly declared his desire for our demises! That said, I am not upset that she has failed to entrust us with her life’s secrets. Everyone is entitled to hidden things after all: thoughts, feelings, pasts… but there are consequences for hiding these sorts of things.
So I’m not angry at her. Nor do I hate her. I just can’t trust her. And though I tried to explain my perspective, I do not think she fully understands - or if she does, she is choosing to claim ignorance.
When we hold the future of Thylea in our hands, we can’t afford to trust someone who has already proven themselves untrustworthy. Not until they give us reason to.
I hope she gives us reason to.
Speaking of futures, Helikaon seems to have run into one of the Fates. When he died within Estor’s dream, he met Granny Morta. I did not want to worry him too much: but all I know of the Fates is from the stories that are told and the songs that are, or were, sung. They… do not paint a pretty picture. So for one of three to have taken an interest in him is worrying. I do hope it is not an omen of worse to come.
Oh, everything feels so bleak my love. At least Mytros is on the horizon: perhaps my mind can rest a little among the city’s now-familiar bustle? Though I have been meaning to visit the academy before I lose the chance: which may, I wonder, make things even worse…
Uncertain, but for the fact that I remain forever yours,
Calliope