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Mara “Beloved Eris”/“Sweet, capable Petra” Sov

But also. Does Mara know about the assassination attempts on Petra. Realistically Mara “know everything” Sov would probably know, but then I refuse to believe there wouldn’t several less paladins when she found out

ok so for That, my dear friend Jackie's opinion (& i agree) is that Mara knows but doesn't do anything about it when she gets back, for several reasons:

it happened pretty early in Petra's regency (likely after she started actually Using her authority (see Report: Taken Power) and the techeuns and paladins had to actually deal with the fact that Petra was in charge for realsies). It's old news by the time Mara gets back.

the internal politics seem to have stabilized by Forsaken (if not of their own accord, then due to necessity- Uldren & first House Kings, then the Scorn), and Petra seems to have the Reef pretty well in hand when Mara actually returns (in Hunt iirc?). dredging up a years-old political incident would do nothing but destabilize a military already fighting an endless war on several fronts, and about to fight a new one as well.

it would undermine Petra's authority. Mara returning and immediately punishing someone over a personal slight (bc that's what it would be atp) would show a lack of trust and confidence in Petra's ability to handle internal politics, strip Petra of her hard-earned respect, and relegate her to a consort or non-military role. part of the pushback against her regency was that the high-ranking members of the court/military (same difference) thought Mara chose her because they were sleeping together (i do not think there is a single other way to interpret the Vouchsafe loretab. to be quite real) and Mara doing that would all but confirm their thoughts. Vouchsafe loretab as a treat:

"...No one thought you were right for that job. We thought…" He flattens his mouth. "Well, we thought Mara was favoring you for the wrong reasons. You're young; you were still green. You certainly weren't Sjur. When Mara died, and suddenly you were Regent instead of me or Devi or whoever…"

assassination attempts would presumably have been made by extremely essential and high-ranking commanders. top of the list would be Illyn (see loretab Illyn, Pathfinder set head armor) & Kamala Rior (see Chain of Souls, Prodigal set leg armor, a Talk to Petra flavortext). i know Illyn is Distributary-born from a Pilgrimage, and i believe Rior is as well; given that Petra on chronologically-first loretab mention (Oathkeeper) is called "a child" by Mara, i don't think there are any Reef-born in command roles tbh. both Illyn and Rior are also deeply essential to both the religious/technological AND military (inasmuch as those are in any way separate) command structures for the Awoken. those are the main suspects, but the entire command structure doubts her (see Honored, below, and Vouchsafe again). Illyn also was Petra's teacher when she flunked out of Techeun training, so that's a whole nother layer to the mess lmfao.

for Illyn:

"Quickly," Illyn hisses. "Before Petra is informed." Any breach of Processes and Services triggers an alert, and while they were crafty in their intrusion, even minute body heat and motion of the air will be detected.

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We need more Techeuns, Illyn. You know I'm right." Illyn shook her head. "We are not weapons for the Queen's Wrath to command…"

& then for Rior:

Variks's fingers flexed. "Petra, the Loyal," he sneered. "Perhaps the murmurs of Kamala Rior are true, yes?"

Petra glowered.

&

"Regent-Commander Petra Venj, if you take the Queenship, I will take my fleet and leave." —Paladin Kamala Rior

&

"I'm sending you a permanent detatchment of Corsairs. Petra... I'm sorry for doubting you." —Kamala Rior

Honored

Petra does not see the cynical glance that passes between Leona and Pavel, who have both served the Queen faithfully for decades.

and lastly i dont think Mara has ever been one to act on emotion like that. she has always been LASER-focused on her goals and the Big Picture, determined to get there regardless of how grieved she is by her own collateral damage. she brought her people out of heaven to DIE. ("If you have grace, then see our sorrows, but swallow back your tears. We were made to pay this price. I led us to our fate.") the closest we get to a rash emotional decision is in the Oathkeeper tab when Sjur dies, and even then all she allows herself to do is send Orin to find her killers.

"...But if we divert our attention now to vengeance against an unknown enemy…" Mara put down the coin and allowed herself a small, humorless smile. "Then let it be my diversion."

EXTREMELY long response but. i think Mara knows, and however upset she may be personally, i think she would never act to destabilize the Reef like that. imo Petra understands, but i'd imagine it also fucking sucks sometimes. that is what it is to love a god-queen though.

ALSO. this is whats sooo fun abt whenever Sjur comes back (idec if it happens in canon. its true in my heart. it says in literally every Sjur-related loretab). bc everyone tells Petra to her face that she isn't Sjur. constantly. BUT then we got that radio message in SotWish where Mara told her that she was better suited for regency than Sjur. and Sjur isn't full of herself or unable to recognize others' capabilities, and she'd be impressed by Petra as well, and also horrified at what she had to deal with. just DEEPLY fun dynamic. i <3 Petra's small dog complex and violent tendencies. highly recommend Jackie's PetraSjur fic about it also, which touches on this actually and also belongs in a museum: (link)

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no, his 2m tall human form is as small as he can make himself 

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(This is the anon with the hold me like water or a knife quote) I. I beg you to share the lore pieces about Eris comforting Petra because I have been brainrotting about the two of them for so long.

Both of them are truly guard-dog 1 and guard-cryptid 2 for Mara (AKA two people who have devoted their lives to her due to an unquestionable loyalty and viewing her as someone who has set them on the right path/ someone who truly sees them) and I think they should make out about that

YEAH. i <3 femslash rarepairs with like three lines exchanged between the two of them. & yeah its such a fun dynamic!!! theres a reason Petra and Eris are the ones mentioned in that Tyrannocide loretab (thank you seth. as always.)

The plan exists in her mind alone, although beloved Eris has by necessity learned most of it. The Techeuns do not know the whole plan, although they will position the Harbingers upon the threshold. Even sweet capable Petra does not know the whole plan.

but anyway these are really the only 2:

"You are the Wrath, now. You are the last hope for your people. Trust the Guardians, trust the Vanguard. And you will find your salvation beyond this moment."

-Eris Morn, message to Petra Venj

& this one:

"If I did not know you better, Ikora, I would say you are fretting. To answer your real question: no. In my estimation, there is no danger of Petra Venj 'pulling an Eris Morn."

-Eris Morn, Hidden Report XXI.I

so. i guess not comfort really but. understanding.

& then i was just poking around for other interactions and there's a lot of clear familiarity but i thought this one was especially good from the Wild Hunt set w/ the rude guardian:

"The Reef will take note of their opinions. For now, I imagine the Vanguard are rather focused on Europa. At least, if what I hear from Eris is accurate."

"Eris Morn is a traitor." Siegfried's voice was stern, his eyes locked with Petra's.

Her lip convulsed in a silent snarl. "The information she shares would suggest otherwise."

i love the amount of familiarity & love that defensiveness conveys. i need to know how often they talk to each other. i need to know how they talk about Mara when she's not around. im always fascinated by the vague shape we can see behind the loretabs of the entire Extended Reef-Tower Polycule (Sav Mara (Sjur when she gets back) Petra Eris Ikora Chalco Elsie). i hope none of it is ever clarified. i like to see the gay glow of it on the horizon and never quite know what's up with them.

I do like that we finally got a loretab of Ikora and Mara interacting in TFS (*hater voice* despite the fact that it was a thinly veiled exposition dump & also has wildly sloppy character work- SotL writer again imo, who i think also did Immolant and SoDefiance writing. characterized by using SAT words for the sake of using them without understanding fully how they are used, and by describing characters experiencing emotions by saying their facial expression and then telling us exactly what it means)

[night-dark-woods]

Truly you keep the streak of god level takes because your points about Mara’s reactions to the assassination attempts are much more in character than mine (I will give myself the small grace that I haven’t played destiny or read any lore in like a year) and also THANK YOU for the fic recommendation my crops are watered and my chikens are fed

Petra truly is just the touched starved cheetah meme and I believe that fully

thank you o7 the fact that i almost have the marasenna memorized coming in handy. the first chap (archiloquy) is actually what ive been reciting to keep track of my voice change on T :)

& yes she is. to me she is most like teto the fox squirrel from nausicaa. that scene where he puffs up and bites nausicaa's finger and then when she doesn't react he settles and licks the bitemark. thats petra.

ID. a gif of teto, a fox-squirrel, a small orange and brown striped creature with large green eyes, acting as described. End ID.

[piastrams]

The words hit, and Manon could see the impact right away.

Elide takes a sharp breath, and feels like her world crumbles. “You’re what?”

Manon could hear the fury behind the whispered words, could hear the pain.

“El, I…” Manon was at loss for words. She couldn’t believe she had just gave up on her happiness. “It’s for the company.”

Elide stands up, and even though she’s smaller than Manon, she manages to make her feel small.

“I can’t change your mind, can I?”

Her whole life, Elide had always came second. So she wasn’t surprised that Manon put her company before her needs. Hurt, yes. Surprised, no.

From the moment Elide had announced that she was dating MAnon, her whole family had told her to be careful. She hadn’t listened. She knew Manon, and they didn’t. They only knew her public persona, not who she was with Elide. The soft smiles and frank laugh.

But Elide should have listened, should have protected herself.

“I don’t have the choice.”

Elide let out a joyless laugh. “You do, though. You have the choice of being your grandmother’s lapdog, or to fight for us.” Tears were falling freely on her face. “For me.”

Manon reached for her. She needed to hold Elide, to know that she wasn’t alone. But Elide flinched.

“I should go.” Elide made for the door, distressed. Where were her stuff?

“Elie, please don’t.” Manon watched as her love was putting her shoes on. “I love you.”

Elide was defeated when she answered.

“If you really did, you’d choose me.”

She left, and Manon crumbled on the floor, sobs taking over her body.

***

Elide was frantic. Elide couldn’t breathe. Elide didn’t know where she was going.

She knew she needed to go home. To get somewhere she could cry freely, and let herself shatter.

So she called the only person she trusted with all her broken bits.

The second Lorcan Salvaterre heard her, he knew she was having a panic attack. Him and her had always joked that they were two halves of the same soul, and so he knew how to soothe her pain.

“Breathe with me.” Lorcan exaggerated his breathing, making sure Elide was following his lead. It was two long minutes before her breathing pattern came back to normal. “What happened?”

“I…” Elide gulped. Words were difficult. “I need to come home Lor.”

“Are you far? Do you need me to call an uber?”

Elide sighed. “No. Home, Lorcan, I need…” She stopped as tears caught in her throat. Lorcan understood then. Home had never been a place to Elide. Home was the other part of her soul.

“Can you get on the next flight to Doranelle?”

Elide nodded. She knew Lorcan couldn’t see her, but it was as if he did. “Get to the airport. I’ll get Aelin to cover the ticket price.”

Elide nodded again, before hanging up and getting on an uber to the airport.

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It was a cold December morning, when everything had started. Manon would always remember this day as the one she should have never left her bed.

The Frozen Wastes were noturious for their harsh winters, and so Manon always struggled to leave her nest of blankets. Especially when Elide was in it too.

They were tangled together, and Manon could have sworn it was the comfiest she’d ever been.

Until Elide ran her cold feet along her shin, and Manon jerked away.

“Goddess El, how are your feet always this cold? We’re under four blankets!”

Elide only laughed, and scooted back closer to her girlfriend. She hide her face in Manon’s neck, who shivered. Even the tip of her nose was cold.

They didn’t have plans for the day, so Manon truly intended to get back to sleep. Until everything went to hell.

The doorbell rang, and Manon didn’t move. Asterin was home, she could answer.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Even though her voice was muffled, Manon could make out the fury in her cousin’s tone. She was out of bed and in the corridor in an instant.

“LAnguage, Asterin! I raised you better than that.”

Manon’s whole body went taunt at seeing her grandmother.

“Ah, Manon! You’re the one I’m here for. Get dressed, we’ve got things to talk about.”

So away Manon went, kissing Elide goodbye and muttering a “I’ll see you later, I love you.”

***

Manon left the lunch with her grandmother feeling empty.

She couldn’t believe what she’d been asked. But at the same time, she could.

She had accepted, of course. Manon had never went against her grandmother, and she wasn’t about to start.

Manon had been raised to take over the Blackbeak company. It was time.

***

When she got back to her flat, Manon was still feeling numb.

She found Elide on the couch, Abraxos cuddled against her. The dog wasn’t allowed on the couch usually, but Elide could never say no to his big, sad, eyes.

Manon dropped next to her girlfriend, and nuzzled her side. Elide’s hand went to her hair, nails scratching her scalp. Manon groaned. Her girl, her dog, this was as close to heaven as she’d get.

But Manon had just sold her soul to the devil.

“That bad?” Elide’s voice brought her back to reality.

Manon hummed. “You know the Matron. She’s always bad news.”

Elide knew MAnon more than she knew herself, and so she heard the hurt in her girlfriend’s voice.

She took Manon’s face in her hands, delicately. She searched her eyes.

“Hayati, what happened?”

Manon felt something shatter inside her soul at the name. Elide had taken to call her “my life” in her mother’s tongue.

Manon got up, and shoved her feelings aside.

“I’m leaving.” The first of three bombs was out. Elide didn’t say a thing, her face showing her questions.

“The Matron asked me to move to Rhifthold.”

The second bomb was out, and Manon didn’t let Elide speak before setting off the last one, shattering both of their lives.

“I’m marrying Dorian Havilliard.”

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Exile, prologue:

Once upon a time, Manon had hated Christmas.

She had grown up in a cruel household, and truth was, she only survived it thanks to Asterin being here with her.

They’d left the second they turned eighteen, pretexting wanting to study in a bigger city.

So Asterin and Manon had moved to the Frozen Wastes, had met their new family there, and the city became their home.

Manon was the Blackeak heir, and her grandmother had always expected her to take over the family business, so it was naturally that she studied law. That was where she met Elide, and Manon could never be thankful enough for it.

Elide Lochan was a law student too, and being the same age as Manon, they shared most of their classes.

Meeting Elide had felt like being reborn.

The woman taught Manon how to love, and how to be loved.

They’d started dating at Aelin’s Christmas party, where Elide had drunk just enough eggnog to finally confess her feelings to Manon.

It was then that Manon started loving Christmas.

Little did she know that everything would be taken away from her on the same month she now loved.

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