Day Ten - He Said, She Said
“Eren.”
“Wha…Oh. Oh gods. Thaon. I’m – did you read that?”
“You addressed it to me, so yes.”
“I – I was going to throw it away. Burn it. Augh, my head…”
“A whole bottle, Erenith? Do you drink like this every night? I don’t remember you –"
“No! That is, only when I see ghosts. I mean, when I saw you, and I didn’t know what to think, and I had to finish my set and pretend everything was all right, and you vanished with those mercenaries, and I couldn’t write this bedamned letter anyway…blessed Ad- gods. I’m babbling.”
“I think we should talk, but not here. You aren’t going to like what you hear, but a noisy tavern is one of the worse places I can think of to hear it. Are you sober?”
“Yes! Yes, I’m fine. Don’t treat me like a child, Thaon. I grew up a long time ago. I’m just…shocked, I guess. Outside. Let’s talk outside where I can clear my mind.”
…
“All right, I’m better now. They’re all dead. Aren’t they? They’re really, truly dead.”
“As far as I know, yes. Wyl and Midan, certainly. They died when they refused to fight the Adyans from Temis’s group. I’m sorry, I thought you’d rather know the straight truth right away…”
“I do. I do...thank you. It’s just, it’s one thing, knowing it in my head, and quite another to…did you see them die?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry, so sorry. If you knew – if Second told you what I did -"
“Erenith. Now is not the time to talk about what you think you did or did not do. All of us, every last one of us, were glad you got out. Einar most of all, I imagine – Afallon keep his soul.”
“…
And Bieron? You’ve said nothing about him – is there a chance he may yet live?”
“I don’t know. We both...survived until the end of the Games. After that… I escaped. Or they let me go, I’m not sure which. I can hardly remember it anymore. I’m not a knight anymore, Eren. They threw me out, after I told them what happened. No, that’s too harsh. I did not keep the faith, so they could no longer keep me. I bear them no ill will, but I need their help. Do you –“
“I left the Knights a long time ago. I’m sorry, Thaon. I too…I failed them, and now only have myself. Whatever you’re doing, I can’t help you. I’m just a bard.”
“I see. Well, I suppose I should have expected that. If the good gods and avatars made it easy to do the right thing, the world would be much less exciting, right? More pleasant, perhaps, but much less interesting, I’m sure.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m not blaming you, truly. I only blame myself. Be at peace, Erenith. And you should probably wash your face off before re-entering the tavern, hey?”