No, Archon thought - he would not let the relationships of his daughters become like that with his own sisters because of his relationship with fable, absolutely not. Archon had given fable some space, and allowing Eidola to meet with Illithya at the border whenever the two wanted to see each other.

It was a beautiful relationship that it was blossoming into, one that made Archon miss his own sisters, pondering if he could ever truly fix the relationship with Dawnbreak. And he knew the day would come that fable would get to Illithya’s minds - turning them against him, or that the sisters would argue about something - expecting Eidola to come back distraught over something silly like that, but to have her come home one evening, distraught because Illithya was missing?

Eidola was not the only one who couldn’t sleep that night. And though Archon didn’t quite have a relationship with them, and mostly because they chose not to have one with him - Archon still worried. Especially when Eidola and Kyros had been neglected - and if Eidola thought something was wrong, Archon believed it.

He was not that type of father to belittle his children. No, he was not that type to not listen to his daughters - plus they did need family time, didn’t they? No more of this ‘meeting at the borders like we’re not supposed to have time together’ bullshit. They were family, it was time to act like it.

A call rang out as they were on their way, and Archon guided them to the borders and barked, respectfully.

Girls, stay at my side.

At his side, like equals. And not behind him, like secrets.