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“Your precious cavalry caption Kaeya is from Khaen’riah.” The abyss mage cackled. Jean gasped in horror and put a hand over her mouth.
“What?!” She gasped, then quickly put her blade to the Abyss mage’s throat. “Please explain.”
“Hehe..” The laughs the Abyss mage let’s out started to disturb Jean and she pressed her blade deeper. “He’s the prince. Our prince. The savior of our nation. He’s a traitor in your midst.”
Then, with a flick of its staff, the Abyss Mage disappeared, leaving Jean alone. Little did she know, a certain man had been listening to their conversation.
…
Diluc was having a great day. He hadn’t seen Kaeya or any other drunkard today. Happily strolling down the streets, he thought nothing could go wrong.
“Acting Grandmaster Varka is back!” A voice yelled, catching nearly everyone’s attention. Diluc turned around and saw the grandmaster (along with the rest of his team) enter through the gates.
“Hello, everyone.” Varka said, his hair flowing through the wind. “I apologize for coming so suddenly, but their was an urgent issue that had to be dealt with at once. Please make way.” The citizens of Mondstadt quickly moved out of the way as Varka ran towards the Favonius headquarters.
…
Kaeya was busy sorting out the paperwork stacked on his desk. He had forgotten to do half of it yesterday and then offered to do part of Jean’s work today. His head was throbbing and the eye under his eyepatch hurt so bad.
‘Is this a bad omen?’ Was all he thought until he heard loud footsteps in the hallway.
…
Jean knew something was wrong when she saw Varka’s crew in Mondstadt. She raced towards the favonius headquarters, desperate to ask Kaeya what she had found out. Even if he was a ‘traitor’, she wanted to trust him. They were friends.
Jean then saw Grandmaster Varka rushing towards the favonius headquarters.
‘Did he hear?’ Jean thought, panicking all of a sudden. ‘No- I need to get to Kaeya first!’
She tried to speed up, but tripped over a cat and landed on her chin.
“Are you okay?” A voice asked, making Jean look up.
“Diluc!” Jean gasped, then quickly got back up. “I- wait- we need to get to Kaeya!”
“What?” Diluc scowled. He could already feel his mood darken, and he looked down.
“It’s Grandmaster Varka!” Jean exclaimed. “He found out!” Diluc stated at her in confusion, then his eyes widened in surprise.
“How did you-“
“An abyss mage told me.” Jean replied, looking away. “I was surprised too. But I’ve seen the way Grandmaster Varka tortures people for information. It’s heartless. W-we should help Kaeya.”
“Oh.” Diluc said, then nodded. “Favonius headquarters, right?” Jean nodded and the two ran towards the building.
By the time they reached the building, the guards saluted and allowed the two adults to enter the building.
‘The favonius headquarters had a dungeon underground.’ Jean whispered. Diluc’s eyes widened and then his face returned to a poker face. ‘Varka normally used it for torturing reasons, but because he hadn’t been here for so long, a lot of people ended up forgetting about it.’
‘That’s probably where Kaeya will be, right?’ Diluc asked, and Jean nodded.
“Grandmaster Varka!” Jean suddenly exclaimed, seeing the older man come from around the corner.
“Miss Jean.” He smiled, then looked at Diluc. “And Master Diluc.” Diluc gave him a slight nod. “I’m quite busy now, and I need to pass by you two.” Diluc and Jean moved out of the way to let Varka pass.
“By the way, where Sir Kaeya is?” Varka asked. Jean and Diluc looked at each other, suddenly feeling cold.
“H-he’s probably in his office.” Jean said. Varka nodded and kept walking forward (going the wrong way btw.)
“Hurry!” Diluc hissed, once Varka was no longer in sight. Jean nodded and the two rushed towards Kaeya’s office.
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Kaeya has finished up half of his paperwork.
‘Just four hundred more to go..’ Kaeya thought, and then he felt his eyes feel heavy. ‘No- snap out of it.’ He slapped himself in the face quickly, then dipped his quill into the ink again.
“Kaeya!” Kaeya looked up and saw Jean and Diluc run into the room.
“Huh?” Jean grabbed Kaeya’s hand and looked at him in the eye.
“You need to get out of h-“ Before Diluc could finish his sentence, Varka walked into the room with two other guards behind him. Jean and Diluc froze in shock.
“Hello Sir Kaeya!” Varka smiled, then his eyes narrowed. “It’s nice to see you well.”
“You’re back, Grandmaster!” Kaeya exclaimed, then bowed his head.
“Thanks for grabbing him for me.” Varka said, tilting his head towards Jean and Diluc. Then, he turned back to Kaeya with a stony glare. “You’re coming with me you traitor. Guards, take him to the dungeon.”
“What!” Kaeya gasped, then felt the two guards grab him tightly. He looked at Jean and Diluc in desperation, but suddenly Varka grabbed his hair, making him wince.
“Wait sir!” Jean said, making Varka stop. “Allow Master Diluc and I to escort Sir Kaeya to the dungeon.”
Varka hesitated, then nodded, allowing Jean and Diluc to take hold of Kaeya’s arms.
Kaeya decided not to bother resisting. After all, everything Varka had said was true. What was there to deny? The three of them went through the halls, and went down the stairs leading towards the dungeons.
‘Sorry we didn’t arrive earlier.’ Jean whispered. ‘We were planning to take you elsewhere, but Varka reached us before we could say anything. Kaeya nodded, but he still felt sick inside and he could feel himself slightly shivering.
“This cell is open for the traitor.” A guard said, pointing at a small cell. He sneered at Kaeya and then looked at Jean and Diluc. “Varka’a orders were for me to take it from here. You two may leave now.”
“Alright then.” Diluc said, then looked at Kaeya. “See you soon.”