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Trinity blinked once, slowly. Pale blue-grey eyes panned slowly around the room before she sat up completely. Well this was ... unique.
Her eyes skimmed over the letter and she laughed faintly before she set it aside. "You've got to fucking be kidding me," she muttered before she eased out of bed.
Damion was leading a war against Order? That was fucking fantastic. "Runs in the family," she continued as she looked around for clothing. She spied a red formal robe, and shrugged slightly before she slid into it.
After tying her hair back, Trinity roamed out of the room. She found she was in a castle, and that wasn't surprising - she'd spent most of her life in a castle. Bared feet carried her up the stairs toward the throne room, and she stood in the open doorway. "Did you have anything to do with this, or were you just lucky?"
Though his back was to her, Damion grinned. "Well, well. If it isn't the long-lost, abandoned sister," he said as he turned. Dark eyes gleamed as he regarded her. "Welcome to Riverfell."
"Mhm. Wasn't it Riverrun?"
"Once upon a time," he agreed. "Things are a little ... different here. And you're just in time to be useful."
"Oh, goody," Trin muttered, sarcasm evident in her slightly accented voice. "Useful how? People are dead already?"
Damion smirked. That was right; he'd forgotten about that facet of his sib's powers. He wondered if it worked on people who weren't related to her, who didn't share her blood, and he reasoned they'd find out. "Not yet, but they may be soon. We've got some guests from DauphinMare - not that one. It's ... a misnaming thing. I'm sure some of them could stand to be patched up. Our residents still have a few hours to kill before they can start killing our guests."
He paused. "Oh, and we're likely to be invaded as well. For some reason I can't fathom, the residents of DauphinMare seem to be a little pissed off at us."
"Pissed off? At you? Damion. I can't imagine anyone ever feeling anything but the warmest, fuzziest feelings for you."
"It is a mystery," the Sixth agreed.
It was good to see her though. She could heal, and she could fight. How ... remarkably ideal for them. "Mom's running the other side," he cautioned her. "Belle, Tris, Jan, and Libra are there, too." He didn't know Libra but perhaps Trinity did.
Trin shook her head. "No idea on that last one," she admitted. "What do we know about her?"
Damion shrugged. "Just that she was standing with them, and if she'd been a little more cheerful, she could have been Ivy."
Trin smirked, and wondered if Ice and Relic had had another go at things. "Sage isn't over there, is he?"
The Sixth shook his head. "Not that I saw, no. And he wouldn't be pulled, anyway."
Blond head bobbed in a nod before Trinity smiled again. "Guess I should go see who needs a patch job then," she decided before she turned to head out. This promised to be interesting.