𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒅'𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓 [Lyney x reader]

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"he's not a fool, He loves her, that's all"

"If you're going to love him, you have to love him as he is now, not as he was before. "

The voice spoke, revealing a spirit. "It has been awhile" the spirit spoke softly, their semi-opaque body moving with the wind, you sniffed looking at the spirit. "Genevieve..." she looked at you with pity, moving towards you.

"(Y/n), how long will you have to put yourself under this torment?" She said, grabbing the flower from your hands. "You have to let go." You laughed softly hearing those repeat, you stopped crying.

"Come on, I'll accompany you for now," Genevieve smiled, taking your hand and pulling you out of your office,

Fontaine was always captivating at night. the stars gleamed as you heard children playing and laughing. It has been over 500 years since you felt this way. It felt like your regret and shame was washed away by the sounds that flooded Fontaine. "(Y/n)?" you heard a familiar voice call out, "Navia" you softly spoke, opening your arms for a hug.

Navia quickly ran towards you, hugging you tightly "I lost you earlier! I didn't know where you went! I was so worried!" she said, making you laugh, "I didn't want to lose my sister!" she said, eyes wet and glossy from her tears, "I didn't know what to do, I shouldn't have let you go!" she continued to cry as you held her tight.

"I'm sorry for leaving all of a sudden," you comforted, a cough made you both snap out of your trance, "right, Navia, this is Genevieve" you said, turning to the woman behind you, she wasn't on her spirit form but instead resembled a living being.

"She took care of me when I was young," Navia looked at you confused, "young? but I thought you lived for more than 500 ye-" you covered her mouth with your hand, cutting her off. "Yes, I am that old.." you stated, making Genevieve laugh.

"So...(Y/n)" Genevieve looked at you confused, you were at the place you didn't want to go in the first place. The House of Ardennes. The manor where both of you had met, the place where your dreams were shattered.

"Navia, why are we here?" you looked at her with sadness reflecting your eyes. "You'll know, dear (Y/n)!" she said, gleefully dragging you inside the worn-down manor.

Inside, it was still lavish yet was covered in dust and ash. Chatter engulfed the dusty living room, some faces were familiar, others not so much. One stuck out, a blonde male and a floating...toy?

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to an old friend." Navia started, taking everyone's attention, then averting their eyes towards you and Genevieve.

"Hello," you said, taking a bow. "I am this manor's master, a pleasure to meet our acquaintance" some looked confused, others smiled. Genevieve walked closer to you and she gave back the rainbow rose, well and alive. "I am Genevieve, the lady's caretaker," she said, revealing herself as a spirit.

Soon the manor looked like it was before, "Sorry we're late everyone!" a familiar voice lured you in, making you turn to see Lyney and his sister.

"Lyney!" an obnoxious pitched voice spoke, "Oh! madam!" he said, greeting you with a bow. "A familiar magician," Genevieve said, with bitterness, making you glare at her. "Miss Navia, please tell us why we are here?" Neuvillette questioned, face still cold.

"Well because, I have something to announce!" You looked at Navia with a curious look, "As some of you know, A masquerade was the party usually seen in Fontaine, until a tragedy struck the main house that held these extravagant parties." Both you and Genevieve raised a brow, curious about what she was about.

"I've decided to hold a masquerade party in celebration of the Soleil and Lune Festival!"

Unedited 09/15/2023

Author's note

Updates on this story might be delayed because I started school already.