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It had always been a running joke in the Stravos house that Danae was practically joined at her father’s hip. This had always been the case ever since she was little. From the day she was born, she had been a daddy’s girl, utterly incapable of being able to be parted from him for more than five minutes or her wails would bring the Stravos house down as she tried to claw her way into her father’s office. In many ways, Danae was still like this. Though now that she was sixteen, Danae was a bit better at handling her temper when it came to not being able to go everywhere with her father. She had begrudgingly come to accept that there were certain scenarios where she was not going to be free to sit at her father’s side, absorbing the wisdom he had to give through watching him handle the Stravos empire. The Senate, for example, was a place that she could not go on account that she had not been born with the body part required for entry. Danae had also long ago accepted that if she wanted to hang around her father’s office while he was working, she was going to have to pretend to take more of an interest in so-called ladylike pursuits -- just so the important men her father had to barter with wouldn’t be completely offended that a woman was spectating them. It was infuriating to the girl who had never reacted well to supposed unfairness, but it was the rules that Danae was forced to play by if she wanted to partake in the activities that made her happy. For sixteen years, Danae had accepted this condition -- albeit begrudgingly.
Thought, what was she supposed to do now that her father had changed the script on her?
Keikelius had made a foolish decision recently. Not even the girl who thought that her father could do no wrong could justify his reasoning behind his choice to forgo the Stravos family for the company of Persephone. It hurt to think about how her father had decided that his place was more suitable to be at the cowardly queen’s side than with his own children. Danae couldn’t wrap her mind around this decision and deep down? She also knew that she was likely never going to be capable of forgiving him for it. When the cards were laid down, he had chosen the coward’s course and it left Danae questioning everything her father had ever taught her. This man who was off gods only knew where was not the man that had raised her. He would not have just abandoned his family for a Xanthos like this. Keikelius had to be out of his mind, that was the only reasoning for it.
It was a bitter pill for Danae to swallow, accepting that her father was a different man now. She was not going to lie and say that the change had come easily. There had been plenty of days in the weeks since he left where Danae had shut herself away in her room with her cats just so she didn’t have to listen to Circenia drink herself to death down the hall. However, even that was starting to become impossible to ignore as the quiet Stravos manor was practically deafening with the noise of a family shattering bit by bit. So, being just like her father, Danae was trying to distract herself with work.
Now the sixteen-year-old had very little to do with the empire that her father had built for Elias to inherit. The mere fact that she was a woman had barred her from openly taking part in what her father did -- despite the fact that Danae was there during the bartering of terms for every contract. She could call upon any of her father’s business partners if need be, but the young girl also knew that it would be a disaster for the family if Danae openly took part in all of this. Her dealings in the business world had been confined to the secret little gambling and loan shark ring she ran out of her bedroom. However, Danae was slowly beginning to realize that this was going to have to change. With her father gone to the wind and her brother not giving a shit, Danae had noticed that the steady trickle of coin into the Stravos family coffers was beginning to shrink. The signs of the business relations her father had built beginning to decay as a result of the current political climate. Danae knew that technically she was supposed to tell Elias of what she was noticing and hope that he did something about it. Though that relied on Danae having some sort of trust in her brother. She clearly didn’t have that nowadays so the Stravos had no choice, but to take things into her own hands once again.
That’s why she was here on the Athenia docks the morning that Panamos shifted to Kukilios. If Danae wanted to save her family’s empire, she was going to need allies. Every wooden board creaked beneath her feet as she fought back the crisp late-fall air with a dark green shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her teeth were chattering slightly as the choppy waves of the sea made the cold atmosphere even more bone numbingly frosty, but Danae tried not to let her shivering show too much. Not when she knew that her guard, Taureas was likely taking the worst of the bitter wind for her as he stood in the headway of the breeze. Danae hadn’t asked him to, but he just did it -- clearly having a soft spot for the girl that he had been guarding for years. The Stravos girl was even sure to offer him a soft reassuring smile when he glanced in her direction. The man might have been a slave, but he was the closest thing that Danae had to a father-figure as of late and his presence by her side almost made it feel like the countless times Danae had trailed after her father down these docks. Almost.
That’s why it truly was a shame that Taureas would be dead by the time the sun set that evening.
Danae could feel the grumblings of the peasants as Taureas guided her through the city. Her rather plain outfit had unwittingly protected her from the explosion that would rock the Inner Circle that evening from starting early. She was rather lucky in that regard as that meant she would at least have a few more hours to try and set things right the best that she could, but of course no one knew this yet. All Danae knew in that moment is that she was looking for the ship that belonged to Lord Adrestus of Nikolaos.
She did not personally the nobleman that well, but she knew that her father had worked closely with him and out of all of his associates, he was likely to be the one that would be most willing to help the plight of a sixteen-year-old girl. Danae might not have known what that help exactly entailed as she found herself climbing the gangway of the ship that was the pride of the Magnestis fleet, but she had enough confidence that she would at least be able to figure something out. The first thing that Danae intended to do though was finding out if the Nikolaos man had any clue where Danae’s father was. As angry as she might be with his actions, the girl was still worried sick about him. She wanted to find wherever he was hiding out so at the very least if he got into some sort of trouble, Danae would be able to offer help. If Adrestus didn’t know where Keikelius was but was still willing to help Danae with her plight, then at least she might be able to enlist his help in saving her family’s business empire.
But this was going to have to be taken one step at a time, wasn’t it?
“Lord Adrestus?” Danae asked once she spotted the Nikolaos lord on the main deck of his ship. The girl had tried to keep her voice level, but the shivering had made that utterly impossible. Her lips were practically blue as her voice came out meek as a mouse. It was not exactly the image that Danae wanted to convey as she took the first step in taking her business out of the shadows. She could only hope that Adrestus was kind-hearted enough to not laugh her off of his ship. “Is there somewhere private we could talk? I need to speak to you regarding… regarding--” As strong as she tried to be, this little phrase almost nearly broke her and it was not from the cold freezing her from the inside out. She had been taught all her life that the Stravos relied on no one. They could hold their own no matter the circumstance. But Danae couldn’t do that. Not anymore when her family was literally tearing itself apart so admitting that she needed help was a nearly impossible thing to do.
Then again what choice did Danae have?
“It’s about my father.” She finally spat out, all of the words tumbling over each other as she tried to not let her own turbulent emotions about this whole situation overwhelm her. It was a nearly impossible thing, but she knew that she had to keep her head on straight for a moment. After all, she was not some weak-willed flower that wept over not being able to be with her father -- no matter how much she felt like it. Danae needed to keep her head up, even if it hurt. After all, she had not come here to cry. She had come in search of help.
Though now it was just a matter of if Adrestus was willing to give it to the girl who’s family was quite literally burning Athenia to the ground.
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It had always been a running joke in the Stravos house that Danae was practically joined at her father’s hip. This had always been the case ever since she was little. From the day she was born, she had been a daddy’s girl, utterly incapable of being able to be parted from him for more than five minutes or her wails would bring the Stravos house down as she tried to claw her way into her father’s office. In many ways, Danae was still like this. Though now that she was sixteen, Danae was a bit better at handling her temper when it came to not being able to go everywhere with her father. She had begrudgingly come to accept that there were certain scenarios where she was not going to be free to sit at her father’s side, absorbing the wisdom he had to give through watching him handle the Stravos empire. The Senate, for example, was a place that she could not go on account that she had not been born with the body part required for entry. Danae had also long ago accepted that if she wanted to hang around her father’s office while he was working, she was going to have to pretend to take more of an interest in so-called ladylike pursuits -- just so the important men her father had to barter with wouldn’t be completely offended that a woman was spectating them. It was infuriating to the girl who had never reacted well to supposed unfairness, but it was the rules that Danae was forced to play by if she wanted to partake in the activities that made her happy. For sixteen years, Danae had accepted this condition -- albeit begrudgingly.
Thought, what was she supposed to do now that her father had changed the script on her?
Keikelius had made a foolish decision recently. Not even the girl who thought that her father could do no wrong could justify his reasoning behind his choice to forgo the Stravos family for the company of Persephone. It hurt to think about how her father had decided that his place was more suitable to be at the cowardly queen’s side than with his own children. Danae couldn’t wrap her mind around this decision and deep down? She also knew that she was likely never going to be capable of forgiving him for it. When the cards were laid down, he had chosen the coward’s course and it left Danae questioning everything her father had ever taught her. This man who was off gods only knew where was not the man that had raised her. He would not have just abandoned his family for a Xanthos like this. Keikelius had to be out of his mind, that was the only reasoning for it.
It was a bitter pill for Danae to swallow, accepting that her father was a different man now. She was not going to lie and say that the change had come easily. There had been plenty of days in the weeks since he left where Danae had shut herself away in her room with her cats just so she didn’t have to listen to Circenia drink herself to death down the hall. However, even that was starting to become impossible to ignore as the quiet Stravos manor was practically deafening with the noise of a family shattering bit by bit. So, being just like her father, Danae was trying to distract herself with work.
Now the sixteen-year-old had very little to do with the empire that her father had built for Elias to inherit. The mere fact that she was a woman had barred her from openly taking part in what her father did -- despite the fact that Danae was there during the bartering of terms for every contract. She could call upon any of her father’s business partners if need be, but the young girl also knew that it would be a disaster for the family if Danae openly took part in all of this. Her dealings in the business world had been confined to the secret little gambling and loan shark ring she ran out of her bedroom. However, Danae was slowly beginning to realize that this was going to have to change. With her father gone to the wind and her brother not giving a shit, Danae had noticed that the steady trickle of coin into the Stravos family coffers was beginning to shrink. The signs of the business relations her father had built beginning to decay as a result of the current political climate. Danae knew that technically she was supposed to tell Elias of what she was noticing and hope that he did something about it. Though that relied on Danae having some sort of trust in her brother. She clearly didn’t have that nowadays so the Stravos had no choice, but to take things into her own hands once again.
That’s why she was here on the Athenia docks the morning that Panamos shifted to Kukilios. If Danae wanted to save her family’s empire, she was going to need allies. Every wooden board creaked beneath her feet as she fought back the crisp late-fall air with a dark green shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her teeth were chattering slightly as the choppy waves of the sea made the cold atmosphere even more bone numbingly frosty, but Danae tried not to let her shivering show too much. Not when she knew that her guard, Taureas was likely taking the worst of the bitter wind for her as he stood in the headway of the breeze. Danae hadn’t asked him to, but he just did it -- clearly having a soft spot for the girl that he had been guarding for years. The Stravos girl was even sure to offer him a soft reassuring smile when he glanced in her direction. The man might have been a slave, but he was the closest thing that Danae had to a father-figure as of late and his presence by her side almost made it feel like the countless times Danae had trailed after her father down these docks. Almost.
That’s why it truly was a shame that Taureas would be dead by the time the sun set that evening.
Danae could feel the grumblings of the peasants as Taureas guided her through the city. Her rather plain outfit had unwittingly protected her from the explosion that would rock the Inner Circle that evening from starting early. She was rather lucky in that regard as that meant she would at least have a few more hours to try and set things right the best that she could, but of course no one knew this yet. All Danae knew in that moment is that she was looking for the ship that belonged to Lord Adrestus of Nikolaos.
She did not personally the nobleman that well, but she knew that her father had worked closely with him and out of all of his associates, he was likely to be the one that would be most willing to help the plight of a sixteen-year-old girl. Danae might not have known what that help exactly entailed as she found herself climbing the gangway of the ship that was the pride of the Magnestis fleet, but she had enough confidence that she would at least be able to figure something out. The first thing that Danae intended to do though was finding out if the Nikolaos man had any clue where Danae’s father was. As angry as she might be with his actions, the girl was still worried sick about him. She wanted to find wherever he was hiding out so at the very least if he got into some sort of trouble, Danae would be able to offer help. If Adrestus didn’t know where Keikelius was but was still willing to help Danae with her plight, then at least she might be able to enlist his help in saving her family’s business empire.
But this was going to have to be taken one step at a time, wasn’t it?
“Lord Adrestus?” Danae asked once she spotted the Nikolaos lord on the main deck of his ship. The girl had tried to keep her voice level, but the shivering had made that utterly impossible. Her lips were practically blue as her voice came out meek as a mouse. It was not exactly the image that Danae wanted to convey as she took the first step in taking her business out of the shadows. She could only hope that Adrestus was kind-hearted enough to not laugh her off of his ship. “Is there somewhere private we could talk? I need to speak to you regarding… regarding--” As strong as she tried to be, this little phrase almost nearly broke her and it was not from the cold freezing her from the inside out. She had been taught all her life that the Stravos relied on no one. They could hold their own no matter the circumstance. But Danae couldn’t do that. Not anymore when her family was literally tearing itself apart so admitting that she needed help was a nearly impossible thing to do.
Then again what choice did Danae have?
“It’s about my father.” She finally spat out, all of the words tumbling over each other as she tried to not let her own turbulent emotions about this whole situation overwhelm her. It was a nearly impossible thing, but she knew that she had to keep her head on straight for a moment. After all, she was not some weak-willed flower that wept over not being able to be with her father -- no matter how much she felt like it. Danae needed to keep her head up, even if it hurt. After all, she had not come here to cry. She had come in search of help.
Though now it was just a matter of if Adrestus was willing to give it to the girl who’s family was quite literally burning Athenia to the ground.
It had always been a running joke in the Stravos house that Danae was practically joined at her father’s hip. This had always been the case ever since she was little. From the day she was born, she had been a daddy’s girl, utterly incapable of being able to be parted from him for more than five minutes or her wails would bring the Stravos house down as she tried to claw her way into her father’s office. In many ways, Danae was still like this. Though now that she was sixteen, Danae was a bit better at handling her temper when it came to not being able to go everywhere with her father. She had begrudgingly come to accept that there were certain scenarios where she was not going to be free to sit at her father’s side, absorbing the wisdom he had to give through watching him handle the Stravos empire. The Senate, for example, was a place that she could not go on account that she had not been born with the body part required for entry. Danae had also long ago accepted that if she wanted to hang around her father’s office while he was working, she was going to have to pretend to take more of an interest in so-called ladylike pursuits -- just so the important men her father had to barter with wouldn’t be completely offended that a woman was spectating them. It was infuriating to the girl who had never reacted well to supposed unfairness, but it was the rules that Danae was forced to play by if she wanted to partake in the activities that made her happy. For sixteen years, Danae had accepted this condition -- albeit begrudgingly.
Thought, what was she supposed to do now that her father had changed the script on her?
Keikelius had made a foolish decision recently. Not even the girl who thought that her father could do no wrong could justify his reasoning behind his choice to forgo the Stravos family for the company of Persephone. It hurt to think about how her father had decided that his place was more suitable to be at the cowardly queen’s side than with his own children. Danae couldn’t wrap her mind around this decision and deep down? She also knew that she was likely never going to be capable of forgiving him for it. When the cards were laid down, he had chosen the coward’s course and it left Danae questioning everything her father had ever taught her. This man who was off gods only knew where was not the man that had raised her. He would not have just abandoned his family for a Xanthos like this. Keikelius had to be out of his mind, that was the only reasoning for it.
It was a bitter pill for Danae to swallow, accepting that her father was a different man now. She was not going to lie and say that the change had come easily. There had been plenty of days in the weeks since he left where Danae had shut herself away in her room with her cats just so she didn’t have to listen to Circenia drink herself to death down the hall. However, even that was starting to become impossible to ignore as the quiet Stravos manor was practically deafening with the noise of a family shattering bit by bit. So, being just like her father, Danae was trying to distract herself with work.
Now the sixteen-year-old had very little to do with the empire that her father had built for Elias to inherit. The mere fact that she was a woman had barred her from openly taking part in what her father did -- despite the fact that Danae was there during the bartering of terms for every contract. She could call upon any of her father’s business partners if need be, but the young girl also knew that it would be a disaster for the family if Danae openly took part in all of this. Her dealings in the business world had been confined to the secret little gambling and loan shark ring she ran out of her bedroom. However, Danae was slowly beginning to realize that this was going to have to change. With her father gone to the wind and her brother not giving a shit, Danae had noticed that the steady trickle of coin into the Stravos family coffers was beginning to shrink. The signs of the business relations her father had built beginning to decay as a result of the current political climate. Danae knew that technically she was supposed to tell Elias of what she was noticing and hope that he did something about it. Though that relied on Danae having some sort of trust in her brother. She clearly didn’t have that nowadays so the Stravos had no choice, but to take things into her own hands once again.
That’s why she was here on the Athenia docks the morning that Panamos shifted to Kukilios. If Danae wanted to save her family’s empire, she was going to need allies. Every wooden board creaked beneath her feet as she fought back the crisp late-fall air with a dark green shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her teeth were chattering slightly as the choppy waves of the sea made the cold atmosphere even more bone numbingly frosty, but Danae tried not to let her shivering show too much. Not when she knew that her guard, Taureas was likely taking the worst of the bitter wind for her as he stood in the headway of the breeze. Danae hadn’t asked him to, but he just did it -- clearly having a soft spot for the girl that he had been guarding for years. The Stravos girl was even sure to offer him a soft reassuring smile when he glanced in her direction. The man might have been a slave, but he was the closest thing that Danae had to a father-figure as of late and his presence by her side almost made it feel like the countless times Danae had trailed after her father down these docks. Almost.
That’s why it truly was a shame that Taureas would be dead by the time the sun set that evening.
Danae could feel the grumblings of the peasants as Taureas guided her through the city. Her rather plain outfit had unwittingly protected her from the explosion that would rock the Inner Circle that evening from starting early. She was rather lucky in that regard as that meant she would at least have a few more hours to try and set things right the best that she could, but of course no one knew this yet. All Danae knew in that moment is that she was looking for the ship that belonged to Lord Adrestus of Nikolaos.
She did not personally the nobleman that well, but she knew that her father had worked closely with him and out of all of his associates, he was likely to be the one that would be most willing to help the plight of a sixteen-year-old girl. Danae might not have known what that help exactly entailed as she found herself climbing the gangway of the ship that was the pride of the Magnestis fleet, but she had enough confidence that she would at least be able to figure something out. The first thing that Danae intended to do though was finding out if the Nikolaos man had any clue where Danae’s father was. As angry as she might be with his actions, the girl was still worried sick about him. She wanted to find wherever he was hiding out so at the very least if he got into some sort of trouble, Danae would be able to offer help. If Adrestus didn’t know where Keikelius was but was still willing to help Danae with her plight, then at least she might be able to enlist his help in saving her family’s business empire.
But this was going to have to be taken one step at a time, wasn’t it?
“Lord Adrestus?” Danae asked once she spotted the Nikolaos lord on the main deck of his ship. The girl had tried to keep her voice level, but the shivering had made that utterly impossible. Her lips were practically blue as her voice came out meek as a mouse. It was not exactly the image that Danae wanted to convey as she took the first step in taking her business out of the shadows. She could only hope that Adrestus was kind-hearted enough to not laugh her off of his ship. “Is there somewhere private we could talk? I need to speak to you regarding… regarding--” As strong as she tried to be, this little phrase almost nearly broke her and it was not from the cold freezing her from the inside out. She had been taught all her life that the Stravos relied on no one. They could hold their own no matter the circumstance. But Danae couldn’t do that. Not anymore when her family was literally tearing itself apart so admitting that she needed help was a nearly impossible thing to do.
Then again what choice did Danae have?
“It’s about my father.” She finally spat out, all of the words tumbling over each other as she tried to not let her own turbulent emotions about this whole situation overwhelm her. It was a nearly impossible thing, but she knew that she had to keep her head on straight for a moment. After all, she was not some weak-willed flower that wept over not being able to be with her father -- no matter how much she felt like it. Danae needed to keep her head up, even if it hurt. After all, she had not come here to cry. She had come in search of help.
Though now it was just a matter of if Adrestus was willing to give it to the girl who’s family was quite literally burning Athenia to the ground.
Adrestus was overseeing his ship being cleaned- a very important yet tedious task. He never knew when he would have to go travel to someplace and it was better to be prepared. His crew noticed the young Lady entering the ship, but Adrestus didn’t notice until he heard her voice. He spun around to see her standing there, and the noble looked at her confused. He didn’t know Danae very well, and certainly didn’t know the reason for being on his ship. It seemed… serious. Adrestus’s expression was of concern and he moved closer to hear her better. Without hesitation, he nodded. “Of course, Lady Danae. We can talk in private. Has something serious happened?” He had worked for the Stravos for a while, and assumed that, unless it was about business, the stravos wouldn’t have any reason to talk with him. Why would they? This seemed… more, then a business matter.
Adrestus gestured for Danae to follow him to his Captain's office. There was a table that laid across half of the room, a map covering most of it. On the map marked trade routes from all of the six kingdoms Adre had traveled to. In front of the table were some chairs, as well as some swords. On the far wall, there was a small window overlooking the sea. Adrestus motioned Danae to take a seat, as he sat down himself. “Hm? Your father?” He cocked his head to the side at that. Why would she want to talk about Keik? “Did he send you as a messenger?” It seemed strange that he would send his daughter to conduct his business. He looked even more confused than before, and then sighed. “Well, what does he need from me? I haven’t really heard from him in a bit.” Adrestus confessed softly, glancing at his map. “I apologize, I’m really trying to understand this, why would he send you to me? Not to be rude, but usually he would send a servant or something. Or even come to me himself.” The noble shook his head, trying to figure things out. And then it hit him.
“Wait. Are my services no longer required?” His heart sunk, but it made total sense. That would be the only reason why he’d ever send his daughter to his ship… He knew Adrestus could never get mad in front of one of his daughters.
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Adrestus was overseeing his ship being cleaned- a very important yet tedious task. He never knew when he would have to go travel to someplace and it was better to be prepared. His crew noticed the young Lady entering the ship, but Adrestus didn’t notice until he heard her voice. He spun around to see her standing there, and the noble looked at her confused. He didn’t know Danae very well, and certainly didn’t know the reason for being on his ship. It seemed… serious. Adrestus’s expression was of concern and he moved closer to hear her better. Without hesitation, he nodded. “Of course, Lady Danae. We can talk in private. Has something serious happened?” He had worked for the Stravos for a while, and assumed that, unless it was about business, the stravos wouldn’t have any reason to talk with him. Why would they? This seemed… more, then a business matter.
Adrestus gestured for Danae to follow him to his Captain's office. There was a table that laid across half of the room, a map covering most of it. On the map marked trade routes from all of the six kingdoms Adre had traveled to. In front of the table were some chairs, as well as some swords. On the far wall, there was a small window overlooking the sea. Adrestus motioned Danae to take a seat, as he sat down himself. “Hm? Your father?” He cocked his head to the side at that. Why would she want to talk about Keik? “Did he send you as a messenger?” It seemed strange that he would send his daughter to conduct his business. He looked even more confused than before, and then sighed. “Well, what does he need from me? I haven’t really heard from him in a bit.” Adrestus confessed softly, glancing at his map. “I apologize, I’m really trying to understand this, why would he send you to me? Not to be rude, but usually he would send a servant or something. Or even come to me himself.” The noble shook his head, trying to figure things out. And then it hit him.
“Wait. Are my services no longer required?” His heart sunk, but it made total sense. That would be the only reason why he’d ever send his daughter to his ship… He knew Adrestus could never get mad in front of one of his daughters.
Adrestus was overseeing his ship being cleaned- a very important yet tedious task. He never knew when he would have to go travel to someplace and it was better to be prepared. His crew noticed the young Lady entering the ship, but Adrestus didn’t notice until he heard her voice. He spun around to see her standing there, and the noble looked at her confused. He didn’t know Danae very well, and certainly didn’t know the reason for being on his ship. It seemed… serious. Adrestus’s expression was of concern and he moved closer to hear her better. Without hesitation, he nodded. “Of course, Lady Danae. We can talk in private. Has something serious happened?” He had worked for the Stravos for a while, and assumed that, unless it was about business, the stravos wouldn’t have any reason to talk with him. Why would they? This seemed… more, then a business matter.
Adrestus gestured for Danae to follow him to his Captain's office. There was a table that laid across half of the room, a map covering most of it. On the map marked trade routes from all of the six kingdoms Adre had traveled to. In front of the table were some chairs, as well as some swords. On the far wall, there was a small window overlooking the sea. Adrestus motioned Danae to take a seat, as he sat down himself. “Hm? Your father?” He cocked his head to the side at that. Why would she want to talk about Keik? “Did he send you as a messenger?” It seemed strange that he would send his daughter to conduct his business. He looked even more confused than before, and then sighed. “Well, what does he need from me? I haven’t really heard from him in a bit.” Adrestus confessed softly, glancing at his map. “I apologize, I’m really trying to understand this, why would he send you to me? Not to be rude, but usually he would send a servant or something. Or even come to me himself.” The noble shook his head, trying to figure things out. And then it hit him.
“Wait. Are my services no longer required?” His heart sunk, but it made total sense. That would be the only reason why he’d ever send his daughter to his ship… He knew Adrestus could never get mad in front of one of his daughters.
As Danae followed Adrestus to the captain’s quarters, the young girl couldn’t help, but wonder if coming here had been some terrible mistake. After all, she might be desperate to somehow figure out how her father was faring -- but was Adrestus the man that she could trust to help her achieve that? He was a Nikolaos, a family that was duty bound to be loyal to the Xanthos… but Adrestus himself also had connections to some of the Stravos. Were these enough for Danae to lean on and ask the other man for his help in tracking down her father? She had no idea. There was no way for her to know what was right or wrong anymore anyways. Everything had been so flipped and twisted upon her that she no longer could tell the difference. All that she knew that help was needed and Adrestus was one of the few options that she had as the door shut behind the two of them, leaving them to discuss this sensitive topic without others listening in.
Danae knew that she should be offended by the notion that Keikelius had sent her here to fire Adrestus. Her inner flame of pride should have been ignited by the mere notion that her father was so cowardly that he was not capable of looking the Nikolaos boy in the eyes as he dismissed him. That somehow he was not enough of a man to do the dirty work that came with their trade, but somehow thought that his youngest daughter -- a girl barely out of childhood -- had the balls to do it instead. Had this exchange occurred two months ago, Danae would have had some choice words for Adrestus… But now? She didn’t have the strength to even take notice of the accidental insult against her father. Not when it no longer sounded like something that Keikelius would be above given how weak-willed his spine had suddenly become once the public turned on Elias.
“No. That’s not --” The mere idea was so outrageous to Danae, that the poor girl was tripping over her words as she tried to explain that she was not some sort of callous messenger sent to dismiss him. “I wouldn’t do that.” She finally managed to sputter out after an awkward moment of trying to contend with the notion that Adrestus had put forth as an explanation as to why she was here. Even though Danae might be a Stravos and thus made her a naturally-born liar; the girl was honest in her statement. This was something that she would never do as it went against her character. She was not weak enough to allow herself to be the sacrificial lamb so another can avoid the vile vitriol that would come from Adrestus’s anger -- not even her own father could get her to do that for him. She might be trapped as a pawn in the bigger political game, but she was not some mindless doll. Danae wouldn’t do something so cowardly and cruel on behalf of anyone. If her father wanted to fire Adrestus, he could do it himself.
Though that would require the man showing his face, wouldn’t it?
“My father didn’t send me here.” She tried to reassure Adrestus as the girl internally struggled to figure out a way to explain the situation in a way that her stubborn pride could accept. Asking for help like this -- from a man who was effectively a stranger to her -- was something that went against every fiber of her being, but she had to do it. Danae needed help and Adrestus’s connection with her father made him one of the only people that she could possibly turn to in this situation. No matter how badly her logic screamed at her to leave this boat and keep her mouth shut. Danae couldn’t take not knowing what was happening to her father any longer. It had been a month of no contact. He needed to be found. “In fact, I haven’t seen him since that day we met at the Senate.” She quietly confessed after a long pause, biting down on the bullet and admitting what the problem was once the heavy silence lingering in the air became too much to bear.
“No one has heard from him for almost a month now. We have no idea where he could be. For Zeus’s sake, we don’t even know if he’s still alive…. He’s just gone.” The words just seemed to roll off her tongue as she admitted to the anguish that her family had been feeling for over a month now. Her voice began to crack at this point and Danae was grateful that they were now alone in the Captain’s office as that meant that at least no one, but Adrestus could see how emotional she was getting over this matter. Her father had been Danae’s entire world. All she had wanted to do ever since she was a little girl was be just like him. But now he was a coward who had abandoned his family in the hopes of currying favor with a Queen who should be dead. Watching him leave… being forced to sit and watch as he turned his back on her might have shattered any image of Keikelius being a hero in her eyes, but that wouldn’t stop Danae from worrying. She needed to know that her dad was alright. He might be the worst kind of traitor, but he was still her father. Keikelius was very lucky that this still counted for something in Danae’s eyes.
“I was looking around his office for any clues where he might be and I found your name in several of his ledgers… I had hoped that you might have known where he could have gone…” Her words were accompanied with a small shake of her head, showing how hopeless the situation was on both accounts. Adrestus cared about Keikelius, but she knew that she couldn’t count on him to drop everything and tear the ports apart or divulge where Persephone was if he knew that sort of info. However, his reputation still preceded him. Danae knew that he was a kind-hearted man who would likely take pity on her. Could that be enough to enlist his help once he learned that Keikelius had effectively disappeared to the wind?
“Are you certain that you haven’t heard from him? He hasn’t sent any sort of missive or directive about the business, right?” She muttered, asking if he had any clues about where Keikelius could be. Danae wasn’t that hopeful, but who knew. Perhaps Adrestus would surprise her.
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As Danae followed Adrestus to the captain’s quarters, the young girl couldn’t help, but wonder if coming here had been some terrible mistake. After all, she might be desperate to somehow figure out how her father was faring -- but was Adrestus the man that she could trust to help her achieve that? He was a Nikolaos, a family that was duty bound to be loyal to the Xanthos… but Adrestus himself also had connections to some of the Stravos. Were these enough for Danae to lean on and ask the other man for his help in tracking down her father? She had no idea. There was no way for her to know what was right or wrong anymore anyways. Everything had been so flipped and twisted upon her that she no longer could tell the difference. All that she knew that help was needed and Adrestus was one of the few options that she had as the door shut behind the two of them, leaving them to discuss this sensitive topic without others listening in.
Danae knew that she should be offended by the notion that Keikelius had sent her here to fire Adrestus. Her inner flame of pride should have been ignited by the mere notion that her father was so cowardly that he was not capable of looking the Nikolaos boy in the eyes as he dismissed him. That somehow he was not enough of a man to do the dirty work that came with their trade, but somehow thought that his youngest daughter -- a girl barely out of childhood -- had the balls to do it instead. Had this exchange occurred two months ago, Danae would have had some choice words for Adrestus… But now? She didn’t have the strength to even take notice of the accidental insult against her father. Not when it no longer sounded like something that Keikelius would be above given how weak-willed his spine had suddenly become once the public turned on Elias.
“No. That’s not --” The mere idea was so outrageous to Danae, that the poor girl was tripping over her words as she tried to explain that she was not some sort of callous messenger sent to dismiss him. “I wouldn’t do that.” She finally managed to sputter out after an awkward moment of trying to contend with the notion that Adrestus had put forth as an explanation as to why she was here. Even though Danae might be a Stravos and thus made her a naturally-born liar; the girl was honest in her statement. This was something that she would never do as it went against her character. She was not weak enough to allow herself to be the sacrificial lamb so another can avoid the vile vitriol that would come from Adrestus’s anger -- not even her own father could get her to do that for him. She might be trapped as a pawn in the bigger political game, but she was not some mindless doll. Danae wouldn’t do something so cowardly and cruel on behalf of anyone. If her father wanted to fire Adrestus, he could do it himself.
Though that would require the man showing his face, wouldn’t it?
“My father didn’t send me here.” She tried to reassure Adrestus as the girl internally struggled to figure out a way to explain the situation in a way that her stubborn pride could accept. Asking for help like this -- from a man who was effectively a stranger to her -- was something that went against every fiber of her being, but she had to do it. Danae needed help and Adrestus’s connection with her father made him one of the only people that she could possibly turn to in this situation. No matter how badly her logic screamed at her to leave this boat and keep her mouth shut. Danae couldn’t take not knowing what was happening to her father any longer. It had been a month of no contact. He needed to be found. “In fact, I haven’t seen him since that day we met at the Senate.” She quietly confessed after a long pause, biting down on the bullet and admitting what the problem was once the heavy silence lingering in the air became too much to bear.
“No one has heard from him for almost a month now. We have no idea where he could be. For Zeus’s sake, we don’t even know if he’s still alive…. He’s just gone.” The words just seemed to roll off her tongue as she admitted to the anguish that her family had been feeling for over a month now. Her voice began to crack at this point and Danae was grateful that they were now alone in the Captain’s office as that meant that at least no one, but Adrestus could see how emotional she was getting over this matter. Her father had been Danae’s entire world. All she had wanted to do ever since she was a little girl was be just like him. But now he was a coward who had abandoned his family in the hopes of currying favor with a Queen who should be dead. Watching him leave… being forced to sit and watch as he turned his back on her might have shattered any image of Keikelius being a hero in her eyes, but that wouldn’t stop Danae from worrying. She needed to know that her dad was alright. He might be the worst kind of traitor, but he was still her father. Keikelius was very lucky that this still counted for something in Danae’s eyes.
“I was looking around his office for any clues where he might be and I found your name in several of his ledgers… I had hoped that you might have known where he could have gone…” Her words were accompanied with a small shake of her head, showing how hopeless the situation was on both accounts. Adrestus cared about Keikelius, but she knew that she couldn’t count on him to drop everything and tear the ports apart or divulge where Persephone was if he knew that sort of info. However, his reputation still preceded him. Danae knew that he was a kind-hearted man who would likely take pity on her. Could that be enough to enlist his help once he learned that Keikelius had effectively disappeared to the wind?
“Are you certain that you haven’t heard from him? He hasn’t sent any sort of missive or directive about the business, right?” She muttered, asking if he had any clues about where Keikelius could be. Danae wasn’t that hopeful, but who knew. Perhaps Adrestus would surprise her.
As Danae followed Adrestus to the captain’s quarters, the young girl couldn’t help, but wonder if coming here had been some terrible mistake. After all, she might be desperate to somehow figure out how her father was faring -- but was Adrestus the man that she could trust to help her achieve that? He was a Nikolaos, a family that was duty bound to be loyal to the Xanthos… but Adrestus himself also had connections to some of the Stravos. Were these enough for Danae to lean on and ask the other man for his help in tracking down her father? She had no idea. There was no way for her to know what was right or wrong anymore anyways. Everything had been so flipped and twisted upon her that she no longer could tell the difference. All that she knew that help was needed and Adrestus was one of the few options that she had as the door shut behind the two of them, leaving them to discuss this sensitive topic without others listening in.
Danae knew that she should be offended by the notion that Keikelius had sent her here to fire Adrestus. Her inner flame of pride should have been ignited by the mere notion that her father was so cowardly that he was not capable of looking the Nikolaos boy in the eyes as he dismissed him. That somehow he was not enough of a man to do the dirty work that came with their trade, but somehow thought that his youngest daughter -- a girl barely out of childhood -- had the balls to do it instead. Had this exchange occurred two months ago, Danae would have had some choice words for Adrestus… But now? She didn’t have the strength to even take notice of the accidental insult against her father. Not when it no longer sounded like something that Keikelius would be above given how weak-willed his spine had suddenly become once the public turned on Elias.
“No. That’s not --” The mere idea was so outrageous to Danae, that the poor girl was tripping over her words as she tried to explain that she was not some sort of callous messenger sent to dismiss him. “I wouldn’t do that.” She finally managed to sputter out after an awkward moment of trying to contend with the notion that Adrestus had put forth as an explanation as to why she was here. Even though Danae might be a Stravos and thus made her a naturally-born liar; the girl was honest in her statement. This was something that she would never do as it went against her character. She was not weak enough to allow herself to be the sacrificial lamb so another can avoid the vile vitriol that would come from Adrestus’s anger -- not even her own father could get her to do that for him. She might be trapped as a pawn in the bigger political game, but she was not some mindless doll. Danae wouldn’t do something so cowardly and cruel on behalf of anyone. If her father wanted to fire Adrestus, he could do it himself.
Though that would require the man showing his face, wouldn’t it?
“My father didn’t send me here.” She tried to reassure Adrestus as the girl internally struggled to figure out a way to explain the situation in a way that her stubborn pride could accept. Asking for help like this -- from a man who was effectively a stranger to her -- was something that went against every fiber of her being, but she had to do it. Danae needed help and Adrestus’s connection with her father made him one of the only people that she could possibly turn to in this situation. No matter how badly her logic screamed at her to leave this boat and keep her mouth shut. Danae couldn’t take not knowing what was happening to her father any longer. It had been a month of no contact. He needed to be found. “In fact, I haven’t seen him since that day we met at the Senate.” She quietly confessed after a long pause, biting down on the bullet and admitting what the problem was once the heavy silence lingering in the air became too much to bear.
“No one has heard from him for almost a month now. We have no idea where he could be. For Zeus’s sake, we don’t even know if he’s still alive…. He’s just gone.” The words just seemed to roll off her tongue as she admitted to the anguish that her family had been feeling for over a month now. Her voice began to crack at this point and Danae was grateful that they were now alone in the Captain’s office as that meant that at least no one, but Adrestus could see how emotional she was getting over this matter. Her father had been Danae’s entire world. All she had wanted to do ever since she was a little girl was be just like him. But now he was a coward who had abandoned his family in the hopes of currying favor with a Queen who should be dead. Watching him leave… being forced to sit and watch as he turned his back on her might have shattered any image of Keikelius being a hero in her eyes, but that wouldn’t stop Danae from worrying. She needed to know that her dad was alright. He might be the worst kind of traitor, but he was still her father. Keikelius was very lucky that this still counted for something in Danae’s eyes.
“I was looking around his office for any clues where he might be and I found your name in several of his ledgers… I had hoped that you might have known where he could have gone…” Her words were accompanied with a small shake of her head, showing how hopeless the situation was on both accounts. Adrestus cared about Keikelius, but she knew that she couldn’t count on him to drop everything and tear the ports apart or divulge where Persephone was if he knew that sort of info. However, his reputation still preceded him. Danae knew that he was a kind-hearted man who would likely take pity on her. Could that be enough to enlist his help once he learned that Keikelius had effectively disappeared to the wind?
“Are you certain that you haven’t heard from him? He hasn’t sent any sort of missive or directive about the business, right?” She muttered, asking if he had any clues about where Keikelius could be. Danae wasn’t that hopeful, but who knew. Perhaps Adrestus would surprise her.
Adrestus was confused as to why Danae would want to see him. He hadn’t really had in depth conversations before, and didn’t really even know much about her. Yet she wanted to get onto his ship for seemingly important business. Her words stopped him for a moment, and Adre cocked his head to the side. “Well, alright, I’m just trying to think here…” He hadn’t heard from Keikelius for a while. Not that they talked often, but he usually expected some kind of business conversation here and there, considering that he worked for him for a couple contracts. Was he being let go? Her response was even more confusing, and Adrestus folded his arms across his chest. “Oh, I see.” He said slowly, his words calculated. Why would Danae ever want to talk to him? It’s not like they had much in common. His frowned turned deeper as the girl began to explain even more, his mind still racing. “You haven’t seen your father?” Well, that was strange. “A month?” His voice started to be filled with concern. What had he missed? What was Keikelius up to?
He didn’t believe that Keikelius was dead. It was probably some plan in motion- somewhere. Adrestus hadn’t heard anything from the man, and would have thought that maybe he would have used Nikoloas resources to get out of the kingdom if he wanted to leave the kingdom. Unless he really didn’t want anyone to know… “I am sorry for the bad news, I really don’t know.” Adrestus confessed, and shook his head. “If I did I wouldn’t be so confused.” Adrestus tried to explain, and let out a sigh. He looked down at the ground, and let his arms drop to his side, resting against his hips. “He didn’t take any Nikoloas ships or resources, I can tell you that. He may still be in the kingdom, unless he had an elaborate plan to slip unnoticed.” But Keik was a Stravos, why would he need to leave Athenia?
Adrestus shook his head. “No, I have not received any missives or business instructions, not in a while. I thought it was weird but I assumed he was busy with other things.” The sailor scratched his head. “I think your father is still alive, he must be.” Adrestus spoke gently, as if to console Danae. “He must have had some secret plan. Or something, I don’t know. It doesn’t add up. Especially when so many things are happening around here.” Adrestus turned to sit down, thinking still. Of course, his first thought was to offer a hand of support. Of course the thought of no longer receiving money from Stravos came up, since Keik was gone, but that wasn’t the most important thing at the moment. “What can I do?”
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Adrestus was confused as to why Danae would want to see him. He hadn’t really had in depth conversations before, and didn’t really even know much about her. Yet she wanted to get onto his ship for seemingly important business. Her words stopped him for a moment, and Adre cocked his head to the side. “Well, alright, I’m just trying to think here…” He hadn’t heard from Keikelius for a while. Not that they talked often, but he usually expected some kind of business conversation here and there, considering that he worked for him for a couple contracts. Was he being let go? Her response was even more confusing, and Adrestus folded his arms across his chest. “Oh, I see.” He said slowly, his words calculated. Why would Danae ever want to talk to him? It’s not like they had much in common. His frowned turned deeper as the girl began to explain even more, his mind still racing. “You haven’t seen your father?” Well, that was strange. “A month?” His voice started to be filled with concern. What had he missed? What was Keikelius up to?
He didn’t believe that Keikelius was dead. It was probably some plan in motion- somewhere. Adrestus hadn’t heard anything from the man, and would have thought that maybe he would have used Nikoloas resources to get out of the kingdom if he wanted to leave the kingdom. Unless he really didn’t want anyone to know… “I am sorry for the bad news, I really don’t know.” Adrestus confessed, and shook his head. “If I did I wouldn’t be so confused.” Adrestus tried to explain, and let out a sigh. He looked down at the ground, and let his arms drop to his side, resting against his hips. “He didn’t take any Nikoloas ships or resources, I can tell you that. He may still be in the kingdom, unless he had an elaborate plan to slip unnoticed.” But Keik was a Stravos, why would he need to leave Athenia?
Adrestus shook his head. “No, I have not received any missives or business instructions, not in a while. I thought it was weird but I assumed he was busy with other things.” The sailor scratched his head. “I think your father is still alive, he must be.” Adrestus spoke gently, as if to console Danae. “He must have had some secret plan. Or something, I don’t know. It doesn’t add up. Especially when so many things are happening around here.” Adrestus turned to sit down, thinking still. Of course, his first thought was to offer a hand of support. Of course the thought of no longer receiving money from Stravos came up, since Keik was gone, but that wasn’t the most important thing at the moment. “What can I do?”
Adrestus was confused as to why Danae would want to see him. He hadn’t really had in depth conversations before, and didn’t really even know much about her. Yet she wanted to get onto his ship for seemingly important business. Her words stopped him for a moment, and Adre cocked his head to the side. “Well, alright, I’m just trying to think here…” He hadn’t heard from Keikelius for a while. Not that they talked often, but he usually expected some kind of business conversation here and there, considering that he worked for him for a couple contracts. Was he being let go? Her response was even more confusing, and Adrestus folded his arms across his chest. “Oh, I see.” He said slowly, his words calculated. Why would Danae ever want to talk to him? It’s not like they had much in common. His frowned turned deeper as the girl began to explain even more, his mind still racing. “You haven’t seen your father?” Well, that was strange. “A month?” His voice started to be filled with concern. What had he missed? What was Keikelius up to?
He didn’t believe that Keikelius was dead. It was probably some plan in motion- somewhere. Adrestus hadn’t heard anything from the man, and would have thought that maybe he would have used Nikoloas resources to get out of the kingdom if he wanted to leave the kingdom. Unless he really didn’t want anyone to know… “I am sorry for the bad news, I really don’t know.” Adrestus confessed, and shook his head. “If I did I wouldn’t be so confused.” Adrestus tried to explain, and let out a sigh. He looked down at the ground, and let his arms drop to his side, resting against his hips. “He didn’t take any Nikoloas ships or resources, I can tell you that. He may still be in the kingdom, unless he had an elaborate plan to slip unnoticed.” But Keik was a Stravos, why would he need to leave Athenia?
Adrestus shook his head. “No, I have not received any missives or business instructions, not in a while. I thought it was weird but I assumed he was busy with other things.” The sailor scratched his head. “I think your father is still alive, he must be.” Adrestus spoke gently, as if to console Danae. “He must have had some secret plan. Or something, I don’t know. It doesn’t add up. Especially when so many things are happening around here.” Adrestus turned to sit down, thinking still. Of course, his first thought was to offer a hand of support. Of course the thought of no longer receiving money from Stravos came up, since Keik was gone, but that wasn’t the most important thing at the moment. “What can I do?”
When Adrestus proposed the improbability of him leaving the country, Danae knew instinctively that the young man before her was right in that regard. Danae might not have known where exactly her father had gone, she was fairly certain that he had not left Athenia. Not when the whole goal of this stupid plan was for Keikelius to work with Persephone and whatever little team she was forming to stand against Elias. Unless the cowardly bitch had a sudden change of heart and decided that the Athenian crown was simply not worth it any longer, Danae had no reason to believe that her father would have sailed to Taengea or Colchis. Not without good reason to do so at least. Either way though, this was not something that the young girl could convey to Adrestus. Danae knew that no matter how badly she wanted to find her father and stop him from partaking any further in this plan that would surely end in his death; things would become infinitely worse if anyone out there knew that Keikelius was acting as a spy. Even though she was fairly certain that the connection between Adre and her father might have been enough to encourage the boy in front of her to keep such info on the down-low, the first lesson that Danae had taken from growing up under the thumb of Circenia and cast in the shadows of her siblings was that she could truly trust no one. Loyalties meant nothing when everyone had a price for their tongue.
Not even blood ties were sacred. Keikelius had taught her that with this whole mess.
Even though Danae had no reason to suspect that her father had used a ship in this port to sneak abroad, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t have used the shipyard to get to wherever he suspected Persephone to be. Her father never had a soft spot for horses, at least not in the way that he held one for the boats that had built their family. If he thought that the Princess was hiding far away from the capital, he might use his ships to reach the inland shores. This was at least something that Danae could talk to Adrestus about.
“No, I don’t believe he would have left Athenia.” She muttered quietly, shaking her head at the notion that he would have just completely abandoned the country. Even if everything with Persephone had gone south, her father would not flee the only home he has ever known. Even if he did, he wouldn’t have left Danae behind. Her resolution in this notion might have become rather unsteady in recent months, but at least she still held enough faith in her father that this wouldn’t be the case. He wouldn’t do that, right?
The young girl tried to shake these thoughts out of her head as she continued to speak, conveying her suspicions to the man before her. “But I have reason to believe that wherever he was going, he used a ship here to get there. After all, when was the last time you saw my father on a horse?” She dared to crack the slightest hint of a smile at the thought of her father atop some majestic steed, galloping through the streets of Athenia. The image was so absurd to Danae that couldn’t help, but pull a small little ray of joy at the mere thought of it. Her father would never use horses to get around. That just wasn’t Keikelius’s style. “This whole country is a coastline, he could have gone to any of the provinces.” Even though it was a solid theory, Danae didn’t know what she would do if Adrestus pushed her to name specific provinces. After all, he would expect her to name the plethora of Stravos lands throughout the kingdom. However, the girl already knew that her father wouldn’t be located in any of them. Persephone might be a dimwitted coward, but at least she had enough brains to not hide in the Stravos lands. She would hide anywhere, but the obvious places where Keikelius would be; though how would Danae be able to explain that her first choices were Arcanaes? Or the Antonis provinces closest to the Taengean coast?
If Adrestus was able to pull that sort of answer out of Danae, he would instantly know that the girl wasn’t being honest and forthcoming with him.
Brushing past this little tidbit of information that could bring this whole attempt to find her father without signing his death warrant crashing down around her, Danae answered his question about what he could do to help the girl who was practically on the verge of tears by saying, “Do you know anyone else here in the ports that were friendly with my father? Anyone at all that could reasonably get him up the coastline without arousing too much suspicion?” Even if Adrestus himself could not point Danae in the right direction of where her father could be, he might recall some other business associate that Danae would not know… or would have otherwise never approached if Adrestus didn’t say that he had seen her father be friendly with him.
“It could be anyone, really. Even if they just have a dinghy and you saw them talk once.” She added after a brief pause, soaking in the fact that Adrestus was also beginning to realize that there was some greater plan here at work than simply her father desiring a change of scenery. Danae could only silently pray that he wouldn’t put all the pieces together. After all, this man was the heir to a Xanthos barony. He might be friends with her brother and have ties to her father, but Danae knew that these could only go so deep with the messy web of duty to his family got involved. She could not trust him with the information that Keikelius had gone to find Persephone. Not unless he did something to prove to this nearly-seventeen-year-old girl who had already learned that the world was out to get her that he was someone that could truly be trusted. If they wanted that to happen, the first step would, of course, be giving her the name of anyone who might point Danae in the right direction.
But would Adrestus know enough about Keikelius to do that?
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When Adrestus proposed the improbability of him leaving the country, Danae knew instinctively that the young man before her was right in that regard. Danae might not have known where exactly her father had gone, she was fairly certain that he had not left Athenia. Not when the whole goal of this stupid plan was for Keikelius to work with Persephone and whatever little team she was forming to stand against Elias. Unless the cowardly bitch had a sudden change of heart and decided that the Athenian crown was simply not worth it any longer, Danae had no reason to believe that her father would have sailed to Taengea or Colchis. Not without good reason to do so at least. Either way though, this was not something that the young girl could convey to Adrestus. Danae knew that no matter how badly she wanted to find her father and stop him from partaking any further in this plan that would surely end in his death; things would become infinitely worse if anyone out there knew that Keikelius was acting as a spy. Even though she was fairly certain that the connection between Adre and her father might have been enough to encourage the boy in front of her to keep such info on the down-low, the first lesson that Danae had taken from growing up under the thumb of Circenia and cast in the shadows of her siblings was that she could truly trust no one. Loyalties meant nothing when everyone had a price for their tongue.
Not even blood ties were sacred. Keikelius had taught her that with this whole mess.
Even though Danae had no reason to suspect that her father had used a ship in this port to sneak abroad, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t have used the shipyard to get to wherever he suspected Persephone to be. Her father never had a soft spot for horses, at least not in the way that he held one for the boats that had built their family. If he thought that the Princess was hiding far away from the capital, he might use his ships to reach the inland shores. This was at least something that Danae could talk to Adrestus about.
“No, I don’t believe he would have left Athenia.” She muttered quietly, shaking her head at the notion that he would have just completely abandoned the country. Even if everything with Persephone had gone south, her father would not flee the only home he has ever known. Even if he did, he wouldn’t have left Danae behind. Her resolution in this notion might have become rather unsteady in recent months, but at least she still held enough faith in her father that this wouldn’t be the case. He wouldn’t do that, right?
The young girl tried to shake these thoughts out of her head as she continued to speak, conveying her suspicions to the man before her. “But I have reason to believe that wherever he was going, he used a ship here to get there. After all, when was the last time you saw my father on a horse?” She dared to crack the slightest hint of a smile at the thought of her father atop some majestic steed, galloping through the streets of Athenia. The image was so absurd to Danae that couldn’t help, but pull a small little ray of joy at the mere thought of it. Her father would never use horses to get around. That just wasn’t Keikelius’s style. “This whole country is a coastline, he could have gone to any of the provinces.” Even though it was a solid theory, Danae didn’t know what she would do if Adrestus pushed her to name specific provinces. After all, he would expect her to name the plethora of Stravos lands throughout the kingdom. However, the girl already knew that her father wouldn’t be located in any of them. Persephone might be a dimwitted coward, but at least she had enough brains to not hide in the Stravos lands. She would hide anywhere, but the obvious places where Keikelius would be; though how would Danae be able to explain that her first choices were Arcanaes? Or the Antonis provinces closest to the Taengean coast?
If Adrestus was able to pull that sort of answer out of Danae, he would instantly know that the girl wasn’t being honest and forthcoming with him.
Brushing past this little tidbit of information that could bring this whole attempt to find her father without signing his death warrant crashing down around her, Danae answered his question about what he could do to help the girl who was practically on the verge of tears by saying, “Do you know anyone else here in the ports that were friendly with my father? Anyone at all that could reasonably get him up the coastline without arousing too much suspicion?” Even if Adrestus himself could not point Danae in the right direction of where her father could be, he might recall some other business associate that Danae would not know… or would have otherwise never approached if Adrestus didn’t say that he had seen her father be friendly with him.
“It could be anyone, really. Even if they just have a dinghy and you saw them talk once.” She added after a brief pause, soaking in the fact that Adrestus was also beginning to realize that there was some greater plan here at work than simply her father desiring a change of scenery. Danae could only silently pray that he wouldn’t put all the pieces together. After all, this man was the heir to a Xanthos barony. He might be friends with her brother and have ties to her father, but Danae knew that these could only go so deep with the messy web of duty to his family got involved. She could not trust him with the information that Keikelius had gone to find Persephone. Not unless he did something to prove to this nearly-seventeen-year-old girl who had already learned that the world was out to get her that he was someone that could truly be trusted. If they wanted that to happen, the first step would, of course, be giving her the name of anyone who might point Danae in the right direction.
But would Adrestus know enough about Keikelius to do that?
When Adrestus proposed the improbability of him leaving the country, Danae knew instinctively that the young man before her was right in that regard. Danae might not have known where exactly her father had gone, she was fairly certain that he had not left Athenia. Not when the whole goal of this stupid plan was for Keikelius to work with Persephone and whatever little team she was forming to stand against Elias. Unless the cowardly bitch had a sudden change of heart and decided that the Athenian crown was simply not worth it any longer, Danae had no reason to believe that her father would have sailed to Taengea or Colchis. Not without good reason to do so at least. Either way though, this was not something that the young girl could convey to Adrestus. Danae knew that no matter how badly she wanted to find her father and stop him from partaking any further in this plan that would surely end in his death; things would become infinitely worse if anyone out there knew that Keikelius was acting as a spy. Even though she was fairly certain that the connection between Adre and her father might have been enough to encourage the boy in front of her to keep such info on the down-low, the first lesson that Danae had taken from growing up under the thumb of Circenia and cast in the shadows of her siblings was that she could truly trust no one. Loyalties meant nothing when everyone had a price for their tongue.
Not even blood ties were sacred. Keikelius had taught her that with this whole mess.
Even though Danae had no reason to suspect that her father had used a ship in this port to sneak abroad, but that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t have used the shipyard to get to wherever he suspected Persephone to be. Her father never had a soft spot for horses, at least not in the way that he held one for the boats that had built their family. If he thought that the Princess was hiding far away from the capital, he might use his ships to reach the inland shores. This was at least something that Danae could talk to Adrestus about.
“No, I don’t believe he would have left Athenia.” She muttered quietly, shaking her head at the notion that he would have just completely abandoned the country. Even if everything with Persephone had gone south, her father would not flee the only home he has ever known. Even if he did, he wouldn’t have left Danae behind. Her resolution in this notion might have become rather unsteady in recent months, but at least she still held enough faith in her father that this wouldn’t be the case. He wouldn’t do that, right?
The young girl tried to shake these thoughts out of her head as she continued to speak, conveying her suspicions to the man before her. “But I have reason to believe that wherever he was going, he used a ship here to get there. After all, when was the last time you saw my father on a horse?” She dared to crack the slightest hint of a smile at the thought of her father atop some majestic steed, galloping through the streets of Athenia. The image was so absurd to Danae that couldn’t help, but pull a small little ray of joy at the mere thought of it. Her father would never use horses to get around. That just wasn’t Keikelius’s style. “This whole country is a coastline, he could have gone to any of the provinces.” Even though it was a solid theory, Danae didn’t know what she would do if Adrestus pushed her to name specific provinces. After all, he would expect her to name the plethora of Stravos lands throughout the kingdom. However, the girl already knew that her father wouldn’t be located in any of them. Persephone might be a dimwitted coward, but at least she had enough brains to not hide in the Stravos lands. She would hide anywhere, but the obvious places where Keikelius would be; though how would Danae be able to explain that her first choices were Arcanaes? Or the Antonis provinces closest to the Taengean coast?
If Adrestus was able to pull that sort of answer out of Danae, he would instantly know that the girl wasn’t being honest and forthcoming with him.
Brushing past this little tidbit of information that could bring this whole attempt to find her father without signing his death warrant crashing down around her, Danae answered his question about what he could do to help the girl who was practically on the verge of tears by saying, “Do you know anyone else here in the ports that were friendly with my father? Anyone at all that could reasonably get him up the coastline without arousing too much suspicion?” Even if Adrestus himself could not point Danae in the right direction of where her father could be, he might recall some other business associate that Danae would not know… or would have otherwise never approached if Adrestus didn’t say that he had seen her father be friendly with him.
“It could be anyone, really. Even if they just have a dinghy and you saw them talk once.” She added after a brief pause, soaking in the fact that Adrestus was also beginning to realize that there was some greater plan here at work than simply her father desiring a change of scenery. Danae could only silently pray that he wouldn’t put all the pieces together. After all, this man was the heir to a Xanthos barony. He might be friends with her brother and have ties to her father, but Danae knew that these could only go so deep with the messy web of duty to his family got involved. She could not trust him with the information that Keikelius had gone to find Persephone. Not unless he did something to prove to this nearly-seventeen-year-old girl who had already learned that the world was out to get her that he was someone that could truly be trusted. If they wanted that to happen, the first step would, of course, be giving her the name of anyone who might point Danae in the right direction.
But would Adrestus know enough about Keikelius to do that?
