V I C T O R Y
Written on June 30, 2020 (♋)
Author's Notes: I wrote this on the fly for a challenge to dash off a drabble for the character's birthday.
It was strange: the four of them suddenly together again--three years and Romanda had made them strangers. The bastards could write their names now; Zalbag had a damn beard. If the treaty out east failed, Igros might be infested with nieces and nephews when next Dycedarg saw her again.
When he caught the Savior of Ivalice come back from whatever fete had been inflicted on him, Dycedarg asked if he'd obligingly pick up pace and see if he couldn't topple Ordallia in twelvemonth.
In a different humor, he might have laughed at the seriousness with which Zalbag said he'd try.