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I've been pushing to write or do something for the FFXIV Polyamory week for 2025 for a while and I've just now gotten there.

Day 1: Travel/Exploration. Drabble. Aymeric/Estinien/Haurchefant, sometime during the training days.

"I wanted to leave Ferndale someday, see the world," Estinien had admitted, one particularly cold night. "But... not like this."

What could either of them say to that? Aymeric had grown up in the Borel Manor before he'd known his true parentage, and lived there still. And while Fortemps Manor hadn't always been much of a home, Haurchefant's father and brothers still lived... he wasn't so alone.

Even Aymeric, with his silver tongue, had understood the same, and said nothing. The best they could do was stay close, to not reject his admission. To give comfort in his silent grief.

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