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Hydra was not shocked at all to see it was Alya who was nearest to her, and the sight of her alone allowed a significant weight to fall from her shoulders. The proud Ostregas both closed the distance between themselves, and Alya's voice had Hydra looking over her sisters shoulder for a moment. Lyra was surely near. 

We have given everything, Hydra's tone was bitter as she tasted the words. He is a weak man. It is no wonder he would wish to end up with a weak woman, these words she wholeheartedly believed. Rannoch was a good man, sure, but had yet to prove himself as truly strong. Perhaps in time, he would. But as it stood? Her gaze falls again to Alya. Like calls to like. Our Lyra is too good for him. Strangely, she imagined that the sweetest of them knew this long before she and Alya did.