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She could read that weak smile, could clearly see the doubt behind those ruby eyes and feel the trepidation that the vampire felt, even if she didn't say so. Fallon purred softly and pressed a firm kiss to that porcelain cheek in wordless response to her thanks. She didn't have to thank her. This was simply where she was supposed to be right now, every sense that she had told her so. She took the woman's cool hand in hers and squeezed gently.

"No matter what happens. I'm with you." she rumbled quietly as they walked. She could only hope that Victoria's family were still here, that they'd be happy to meet their long lost relative, but the reality was not lost on her and she understood Victoria's reservations. She squeezed her palm a little tighter with reassurance as they approached the two men.

"Good day." Fallon purred casually to the guards who set their gazes on the two women. Despite her wildness, Fallon carried herself with an authority and decorum fitting of a court. She had always had a flare for diplomacy, having preferred to settle disputes with her voice over the alternative of violence and wasting energy that could be put to better use. Still, she didn't exactly look like a high born Lady, and so the two guards looked her over in silent scrutiny for a moment before stepping into their path.

"Good day." the taller, but not the broader of the two answered sternly. "State your business." he added in a tone of torpidity.

Fallon's jaw tightened for a brief moment, but she schooled a smile. "I am escorting the Lady to visit her family here." she informed, her chin lifting a little, settling her piercing gaze on the one who'd spoken. She could see the other surveying them, they had no weapons, they needed no weapons. "If you would kindly either let us pass, or offer escort, we would be grateful. It has been a rather long journey and we are weary." her brow quirked, her tone one that suggested she simply dared them to make themselves obstacles.
 
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Victoria watched Fallon with no shortage of admiration. The wild thing she had lost herself to was striding about like a queen. Her posture perfect, her tone commanding, and her whole presence perfect. It was enough that, despite the women's shabby appearances, the guards actually seemed to believe her. She exhaled a smooth, controlled sigh while her dead heart gave a single flip.

Not that it was a lie. In marvelous irony, Fallon had actually told the entire truth. When one of the men looked to Victoria she had to put her royal face back on, a mask to cover the hungry way she was looking at the wolf. It worked, as the guard quickly looked away from her penetrating gaze.

"Family here?" The other sounded skeptical. "Which family is that, then?"

"O'Connor," Victoria stepped forwards, and her voice had regained an icy pride from speaking her own surname. "I am here to see my cousin, and as you can tell, I wish to do so with minimal fanfare. The crowds are ever so tiring." A pause while the two men looked at one another, and Victoria wondered if they needed to combine their wits for every simple decision. "Evangeline," she almost hissed as she looked back at Fallon to quench the irritation that had already started to rise.

"Oh, Eva! I, er, didn't know she was, well..." He nodded to Victoria who simply raised her eyebrows, "Uh just down the main road, then to the east market." He gave a further description of Evangeline's home.

Victoria would let Fallon thank the men for their time, she was afraid she might snap a neck on accident if she looked back at their stupid faces.

She tried to focus on why they were here.
 
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Fallon's cold, hard stare moved between each of them as they pressed on with questions, her jaw clenched against the urge to allow her tongue to lash at them, but Victoria's voice cut in. She and Victoria seemed to share the irritation that the two fatuous guards had caused; though for Fallon it was more a vexation that had come from the obstacle they presented. That she and Victoria, creatures of such strength and age could not only survive the journey that they had, but they had done so with ease only to be met by these two cretins who believed that they had it in their power to turn them away at the gates if they so chose. It was laughable.

Her hand rose to settle on the small of Victoria's back as she spoke, her fingers drawing slow, idle circles meant to calm and assure as she felt that glorious rage simmer and radiate. They were almost there, and 'Eva', she was here. Nothing would stop them now.

"Your patronage of our inquest has been prohibitively conducive, please accept our guileless gramercy." she placed a hand over her chest. "Have a pulchritudinous evening, friends." Fallon dipped her chin. The pair stood, blank faced and blinking as she strode past them to return to Victoria's side with a bemused smirk on her face.

"Morons." she snorted.
 
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Victoria took a couple of deep, cool breaths as Fallon fingers calmed the storm brewing inside her. The pair of fools, minds wiped clean by Fallon's vocabulary, were a thing of the past now.

"Men," she agreed, and laced her arm through Fallon's elbow. "Did you learn to speak like that in the wilds?" There was a touch of color in her voice, and a delicate upturn to her lips, but her curiosity was genuine. The garou held no end of surprises for her, it seemed.

Landholm was quiet. There was a modest manor near the edge of the town, but they were not headed that way. Instead they wound their way through the small market streets and amongst the quaint cottages. The winter air was crisp and granted Victoria a clarity of thought. She was grateful for it, for it let her focus on what needed to be done.

What did need to be done? She had spent so much time trying to get here that she had spent precious little thought on what she would do when she actually got here. 'Hello I am your great, great, great aunt and here's your dead sister's lover' didn't exactly capture the mood she was going for.

Not to mention, if her resemblance to Olivia were as striking as Fallon said... this could be quite shocking to the poor woman.

"Does Evangeline know you? I mean did you ever... visit?"
 
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Her lips twitched at the question and she snorted.. "My alphas taught me the skills of diplomacy, we've always been wild, yes, but often liaised with nobility and so it was just sort of learned over time, but Livvy, Olivia, she used to use words that I'd have to search for in her books. She taught me much of the common tongue." she smirked with fondness at the memories that danced behind her distant gaze.

The next question caused her to tense slightly and she gave an awkward laugh under her breath.. "Oh we met." her lips pursed and she nodded slowly. "Evangeline didn't exactly approve of me. It caused a bit of a rift in the family, and after Livvy died she blamed me. She may not be very pleased to see me." she breathed. She hadn't expected her reception to be a positive one, but she hoped for Victoria's sake that the woman would be more accepting and that her love would find what she was looking for. For that, Fallon would grin and bear whatever ill feeling was thrown her way.

Fallon paused at the bottom of the path to the manor and turned to offer a warm smile to the redhead, squeezing attentively at her arm. "This is it.." she sighed. "Are you ready?.."
 
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Victoria enjoyed the thought of a younger, more feral Fallon. It was endearing to think of her combing through books to learn the words Olivia spoke to her. She would have liked claiming that honor for herself, but she was certain to leave her mark one way or another. Fallon had already left hers by tearing a rift through Victoria’s worldview. It was a wound that knit silently in the background of her mind, one that was difficult to think about for too long.

An immediate protectiveness gripped her at the thought of anyone disapproving of her dear wolf, although it was confusingly tempered by the knowledge that it was another lover with which Fallon had earned that disapproval.

She took a long breath with the squeeze at her arm. The manor they approached was modest by old standards, but it stood above the rest of the small estate by bounds. She was nervous, and held tighter to Fallon’s arm.

Maybe they should try tomorrow night, just go back to an inn for now. They could eat and enjoy each other’s pleasures. She needn’t face this now...

But this was everything she had struggled for. The past months, for all their joys and sorrows, had all been for this. To turn away now was not an option, so she steadied her resolve and started up the path.

There were short plants and topiary along their approach. Most were brown and bare from the winter’s chill, but some hardy leaves remained. Victoria did not feel the bite of the breeze and concentrated on the radiant heat from Fallon’s body.

There was another scent on the wind, a memory that was almost lost to time. She couldn’t place it.

She took the knocker and wrapped with strength enough to wake even the most sound of sleepers. After a time a light came on, and the door cracked open.

A very old man poked his nose through. His glassy eyes seemed to need a moment to adjust to the darkness, but soon they sparked to life.

“Lady Olivia?” The creature rasped out incredulously.

”No.” Victoria had been prepared for this. ”But I am a relation of Evangeline. May we come in?”

The man seemed to need a moment to sift through her words, and his clouded eyes then fell on Fallon. “You. But if...” he looked back to Victoria. To see Fallon with Olivia, who was not Olivia, seemed to be making something grind and steam in his old brain.

”Doorman,” Victoria snapped with a voice like an ice pick to pierce his spiraling thoughts. ”May I come in?”

Unbeknownst to this fossil of a human, it was very important that Victoria received an answer if the evening were to continue.
 

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Fallon often forgot how humans aged so quickly in comparison to her. She wasn't immortal, but her lifespan was at least four times theirs, and already she'd seen people born and die in her own lifetime. She would only have looked a year or two older when they had aged twenty years. Age aside, there was no mistaking the withered doorman and Fallon's brow rose in surprise that he was still here serving the family as he had done so long ago.

"Me.." she responded, her chin lifting slightly as she offered a polite smile. The man continued to gawk despite Victoria's insistence and Fallon growled quietly, trying to maintain some decor.um. "Please inform Evangeline that she has visitors. If she doesn't wish to receive me, fine, but the Lady Victoria would like to meet with her, and has travelled a long way to do so."

The old man looked Victoria over another time and nodded quickly.. "W-wait here." he frowned and closed the door. Fallon rubbed at her face. "She may say some unpleasant things about me.. But there's no need to be bothered by it." she said to the woman by her side as she squeezed at her hand with a weary smile.

It wasn't long before the doorman returned and pulled the door open, standing to the side as he waved them inside. "Wait in the parlour, My Lady will be along in a moment." he informed. Fallon tugged Victoria inside and into the large room, lit with a roaring hearth and opulent furniture. A few framed artist portraits that hung on the walls had the same red hair and similar features as Victoria, but one in particular, was almost identical to her. Fallon's gaze lingered on the painting of Olivia that hung above the hearth and she drew in a breath.

"I told you never to come back here." a voice from the doorway drew Fallon's attention, familiar and yet, older, more threaded and broken. Evangeline still stood with the same regality and imperiousness as she had those years ago despite how she had aged and the cane that now aided her mobility. Her red hair was now grey, her skin withered, but she was undoubtedly a beautiful woman in her prime. Her cold stare didn't linger on Fallon long enough for an answer to be heard before it shifted to Victoria, the sight apparently robbing her of breath or ability to speak. Boney fingers came to settle over her wrinkled lips in shock and she clutched at the cane she carried.

"Olivia?...What is this trickery?" she demanded, looking back to Fallon as though she had cast some sort of illusion.

Fallon cleared her throat. "Hello." she offered bluntly first. "This is Lady Victoria O'Connor.. A distant relation who has been keen to meet with you."
 
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Even if it was a step down from a castle by the sea, Victoria was pleased to see that her family had not fallen entirely from grace as she had previously believed. The manor was warm and pleasantly lit, despite the late hour, and appeared to be well maintained by at least a meager handful of servants. The fireplace hurt her eyes but she was focused on the paintings, especially Olivia's portrait.

She gazed at it intensely, even stepping closer to it for deeper inspection. It was not vanity that motivated her so much as curiosity. She had a vague recollection of her own appearance but had not borne a reflection for a very, very long time. She had commissioned a few self-portraits for this very reason, but each had been subject to the artist's own eyes and style. This one felt younger, warmer, and kinder than the canvasses that hung in her cold keep.

She turned back to Fallon to see her reaction, but Evangeline's venomous words intervened. She felt a sickness in her gut at the old woman's pained question. At first it was from the weakness she saw, the human frailty. That disdain twisted into a confused pity, for this woman was family, was she not? A distant niece?

It was bizarre. Still, she offered a short curtsey devoid of gown. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Evangeline. I must apologize for the late hour, but I am afraid it could not be avoided."

Evangeline mouthed Fallon's introduction back at her, O'Connor, and moved towards the pair. Her glassy eyes were set on Victoria's flowing red hair, her ivory skin, and all the features that tormented her with a sister's remembrance. Victoria stood still, yet only Fallon's reassuring closeness kept her from stepping back.

"You look just like her..."

"So I have been told. I am... truly sorry for your loss."

Evangeline was close enough to touch her now, but she hesitated. Her expression of awe was replaced with malice when she turned it to Fallon. "It was not you that lost her."

A twitch of anger and a desire to defend Fallon from such insult, but she restrained herself. "Please," she interjected, "There is much I would tell you."
 
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Eva still had the ability to make her words feel like a white hot poker to the chest. She'd always been so cutting, so opposed to her sister's happiness and so devout to her family's status that it was not only abhorrent that her sister strike up a relationship with a 'Monster', but a female at all.

Fallon's jaw tightened as she struggled to push her own retort to the back of her mind, instead the words danced oh-so-temptingly on her tongue and she had to clench her teeth to keep them locked away, instead opting for a glare. She had to give the woman her due, she had never been afraid of Fallon, even now so much more frail, her fortitude shone through.

"There's no need to drag up our history, Eva." Fallon said as calmly as she could, but there was a strain to her words. "We have said all that had to be said, you can forget that I am here, and focus your attention on the lady who has come all this way to meet you." she gestured to Victoria.
 
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Eva had once been very beautiful, that was obvious. Age had slackened her skin and dulled the luster of her eyes and hair, but her sharp and high cheekbones could not be hidden, nor could her saber-like jawline or perfect nose, nor her delicate neckline and noble stature. There was something haunting about it, like it forced the mind to imagine what was.

That haunting face was soured by pain long nurtured in solitude. "Very well," she said, turning back to Victoria, "I will hear what you have to say, but she can wait outside." Eva gestured roughly to the parlour's door.

"Fallon is with me." The words came strong and clear from her lips and landed heavy as iron on Eva's outstretched arm, pushing it back down to her sided and cracking the nasty expression with surprise. Victoria had not shouted, but Eva had offended her love, so she had poured just a drop of the darkness into her voice. Just enough to make clear exactly who was in control.

Eva hesitated, frowned, then nodded with a dismissive wave of her hand before sitting back on one of the soft couches. Victoria sat opposite her on a similar but slightly firmer couch and guided Fallon to sit close to her with a hand on the small of her back. Eva knew better than to give voice to her distaste again.

"If you did not bear my sister's face I would have dismissed you outright. We have no relatives, no family to speak of on my father's side. An only son, born to an only son, born to a family of misfortune."

"How far back can you trace your family name? The name O'Connor?" Victoria pried, cutting quick to the heart of her questions.
 
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Fallon had sneered, about to offer her own retort when Victoria spoke up for her in such a demanding tone, her expression pausing as she looked to the red woman in awe for a moment. The words alone sparked a flame within her, a reminder that she wasn't alone, that she was with her, belonged to her. Her skin heated with the notion of taking her right here, right now for standing up for her like that, desire dancing in her eyes as she stared back at those ruby orbs. Fallon swallowed, and took the seat next to Victoria, focusing on that cool hand at her back.

The small smile she gave to Eva was one of defiance. She rather enjoyed the woman's glare, she enjoyed even more as the scent of fear laced itself with the woman's usual scent of rosewater and lavender as a result of Fallon's quicksilver eyes flashing as though caught in the moon's light. A not-so-subtle reminder that she would only tolerate the old woman's disrespect so far. Fallon was not above ripping her throat out.

The old woman seemed suddenly more obliging, and Victoria's question had her lift her hand and snap her fingers twice in the air as she called for her butler. The old man strode immediately into the room. "Jeffrey will you bring me my journal, please?"

"Right away My Lady." he bowed, casting his eyes over Fallon and Victoria as he passed by them to retrieve the large, leather bound book from the bookcase which he set on the table in front of Eva who's eyes narrowed with age as she opened the book to the first page.

"My memory is not what it used to be you see, and so a few years back I started having everything written down.." she told Victoria as she thumbed through the pages. "Ah. Here we are.." she croaked and turned the book around to allow her to see the family tree which had been drawn over two pages.

"Our name is very old, dear. My sister and I, god rest her, managed to trace it back over two hundred years thanks to journals just like this one." she smiled.
 
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Two hundred years.

Victoria could not suppress a narcissistic curiosity. If these O'Connor women had done their work correctly she may see her own name appear in such a journal. And, she realized with a singular thud of her dormant heart, the names of multiple generations that followed.

She felt a sudden rise in the temperature of Fallon's hand but was too preoccupied by the journal to take advantage of it. She gave a gentle squeeze before letting go to run her fingers over the pages. There were so many names. Each was delicately inked in careful script with thin dark trails connecting marriages, offspring, and parents. The O'Connor name, naturally, was carried by males through the branches of the family tree, but here and there a sister may be mentioned. As her eyes drifted further up the page and deeper through the generations, the branches dwindled. Records would have been far more difficult to find from ages long past.

And there it was: Sean A. O'Connor, married to Evangeline Greene. Her parents, and...

She blinked, her brow furrowing and creasing her flawless face like wrinkled parchment. "This... isn't right," she murmured, staring at the two names beneath her parents, connected by a split black line. Her sister was there, Olivia Montblanc née O'Connor, but next to it was not her own name. Instead, it read:

Seamus O'Connor

She looked up and down the tree again, double checking the names for a missed generation, but there was no mistake. Even her grandparents, where the tree began, converged neatly onto her father's name which lead only to this Seamus. Neither her sister Olivia, nor her own name, had made it onto the paper.

Her face was a mixture of confusion and sadness. History had forgotten her. She had worked so hard to restore herself, restore her family's ancestral home and her name... had she been too late? Had she stayed in the shadows for too long? She should be happy to have found her family, however they presented themselves, but she could not help pitying herself for a few moments.

"Who is this?" she asked, pointing to the alien name on the paper with a long, pale finger. Evangeline leaned forwards to check. "Seamus, one of our oldest ancestors. The family was quite wealthy back then, even more than this," she gestured around the parlour. "Before falling into ruin around here," she pointed to a different name, "and before my great grandfather rebuilt us."

"Sean and Evangeline didn't have a son," she blurted. "They... had a second daughter."

Evangeline's expression hardened. "I assure you my... our research was painstaking. Seamus was born to Sean in 187. The date is well known because it was curiously long after their first child." She was obviously offended at being questioned, but Victoria didn't notice. She had gone very still.

187. That was only two years after...

"There was half a rumor about a third child but nothing more. You must have done work yourself if you knew of it. If they did exist they didn't amount to anything worth recording."

Cold fury swelled within the vampire. She gripped the couch hard enough to tear its delicate cushion, and veins bulged in her neck while the room itself seemed to grow darker, like the candles had weakened somehow.
 
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