After a day of rain comes the darkest of evenings. Despair abounds, as the loss this time has been greater than ever before for the tactician and her family. Has implied Fem!MUXGerome, and female Morgan instead of male Morgan.

Like reflections in a broken mirror, we were never exactly the same. One female, one male; one married the man, one became his friend. Fate sets another piece on the board: a girl of amethyst hair. The gemstone gamble turns treacherous, stakes growing higher than ever before. And among us is the Shade of Eventide, who never was and never will be again. *reworking of EB*