Jade

Enyo's eyes blinked briefly, the faintest flicker of surprise passing through her mind as Erebros' words reached her. This was not what she had expected, such an open invitation into the vulnerability her brother kept so tightly guarded. So guarded that she doubted it was there in the first place. It was a moment she did not take lightly. Still, Enyo did not allow any surprise to show upon her maw as her gaze lingered on his.

The silence between them stretched for only a breath. The soft rustle of the plains around them broke the stillness. Enyo settled onto her haunches, mirroring his stance. She leaned forward slightly, her voice steady and deliberate. Layered with the care, she so rarely offered.

But she supposed if anyone deserved it, her brother did. Boreas had made them many things: warriors, leaders, threats, and parents. But more than anything it had changed them. The siblings were away from the prying eyes of their elders and parents. Such distance allowed them to see each other clearly without the weight of expectations clouding their bond.

"Erebros," she began with a firm tone, "Ο γάμος δεν προοριζόταν ποτέ για αγάπη, αδελφέ. Είναι ένα συμβόλαιο, μια συμμαχία που σφυρηλατήθηκε για να ενισχύσει τη θέση μας. Όχι οι καρδιές μας. Αν η Μέδουσα καίγεται σαν πυρκαγιά, τότε αυτό είναι που πρέπει να δεχτείτε." She paused, letting her words settle before continuing, "Διαχωρίστε την καρδιά σας από το μυαλό σας. Η αγάπη δεν έχει θέση στο καθήκον. Ο γάμος είναι καθήκον."

Enyo tilted her head, as she thought for just a moment more. "Είστε ο πατριάρχης των Dunamis. Σύμφωνα με τον κανόνα σας, δείτε τι έχουμε επιτύχει. Σε μόλις δύο σεζόν, η αϋπνία έχει γίνει ισχυρότερη. Υπερασπιστήκαμε τα εδάφη μας και επεκτείναμε την Αϋπνία. Έκανε τους Dunamis ένα όνομα που φοβόταν και σεβόταν για άλλη μια φορά. Τίποτα από αυτά δεν θα ήταν δυνατό χωρίς εσάς. Και κοιτάξτε μας τώρα, θα πάρουμε άλλα δύο για την οικογένειά μας."

Enyo shifted, taking another breath, "Πρέπει να παραμείνεις πιστός σε αυτό που είσαι, ακόμα κι αν ξεστρατίσει. Ακόμα κι αν απαιτεί να αλλάξεις. Η δύναμη και ο έλεγχος είναι η κληρονομιά σας. Ο συμβιβασμός και το χάος δεν είναι." She aware that Medusa, while strong and deserving all the things she took was still unpredictable at best. After spending time, interacting with all the Queen's children, Enyo couldn't help but notice all their quirks. Was it genetic? Or was it a product of poor care? Even with her most recent escapade, Enyo was surprised to see the pregnant woman on the battlefield. Something she decided to not mention today.

"Όσο για τα υπόλοιπα," her voice lowered , "Καλή διασκέδαση, αδερφέ. Βρείτε κάθαρση και ευχαρίστηση όπου μπορείτε. Βρείτε κάποιον που σκύβει. Κάποιος που υπακούει. Δεν θα χτυπήσω ούτε ένα μάτι ούτε θα αρθρώσω μια λέξη. Θα σας προστατεύσω ακόμα κι αν αυτό σημαίνει να κάμψω την αλήθεια για να κρατήσω την τιμή σας ανέπαφη."

The Dunamis did not come from monogamy. There was a reason, she was sure. From what she understood, such things were expected of her brother. From who? A woman she did not even think was of a good enough pedigree to demand such things. Erebros was kinder than her. Enyo knew he would carve his own path. It made her wonder if he rushed in marriage after all.

But things could not be changed, and Enyo would not advise him to leave the Queen. She was still valuable.

Enyo would lean back, "Κάναμε πάντα αυτό που έπρεπε για την οικογένεια, για το μέλλον μας. Αυτό δεν διαφέρει. Δεν είσαι μόνος, όπως μπορεί να αισθάνεσαι, Erebros. Όχι όσο αναπνέω. Ήρθαμε μαζί σε αυτή τη ζωή και απελευθερωθήκαμε από τη μήτρα της Nike. Δεν υπάρχει βάρος τόσο βαρύ που η συνδυασμένη δύναμή μας δεν θα μπορούσε να αντέξει μαζί. Υπάρχει λόγος που οι Θεοί δεν μας γέννησαν μόνους. Υπάρχει λόγος που ήμασταν μόνο εμείς οι δύο."

Her words hung heavy in the air, her gaze unwavering as she waited for his response. Ready to shoulder his burdens alongside him if that was what he required of her.

AND SHE WAS HIS SWORD

"GREEK"
"SPEECH"