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(Y/NS pov)

As I read the files on Cressies desk about losses and the burning of the elder wood enchanted druid forests I come across something particularly strange. I pick up the file and glance at the page. It was crumpled and it was like parchment, or, Papyrus? I read the words carefully, Gasping I drop the note and shuffle through more files,
no.nonono. this can't be true. She...she's not.
I pick up a folded peice of paper up and carefully unfold it. As I scan the contents My mind starts racing. One thought stands out the most, and as the screaming in my brain gets louder I slam my fist onto the table.
Princess Allura. Get out.
I don't notice a figure in the hallway while I'm running to the mess hall, as I burst through the door I shout, "ALLURA! GET AWAY FROM CRESSENTAISA! SHE'S WITH THE GALRA!" Everyone turns to me confused, as I point to the letter I was grasping.

"Cressentaisa? Is this true? Are you with the galra?" Allura walks towards me and grabs the note from me.

"Wait. What. No. Why would I be their prisoner? ALSO, WHY WERE YOU IN MY ROOM!?" She grabs the note and pauses reading the names, "(y/n), poor poor      (y/n). This is a declaration of war." Cressie laughed to herself "I was writing this Because I was planning on accepting Alluras invitation to the coalition. He needed to know where I stood." She smiled. "Also, It's been a day, do you seriously think we've been growing apart?" She quireid

(???'s Pov)

I catch my breath as I get into the mess hall, Cressie looks at me, she's confused..."Infuria, What are you doing?"

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