Word Count: 450

Character: Keiss

Prompt: Keiss sends Layle a letter in the game: Vaigali is going to come. Don't ask me how I did it. But how did he do it?

Keiss stretched out on one of the benches in the palace garden. He had fifteen minutes of downtime to think this through.

Trying to arrange a meeting with a man who has sworn to kill you, he thought, turns out to be rather difficult.

Information from the Selkie guild is important, Keiss reminded himself. And life was getting boring. That could be the only reason he would decide to get Vaigali to come to the Liltie kingdom to view the new train.

Keiss ran down his mental list of options. He could not send Vaigali a letter personally; it would have to come from Layle or another source. The only mail that Vaigali would actually read from Keiss was if he was offering the time and location for Vaigali to carry out the death threats.

And the main question was, what would the letter say?

Maybe it would have been easier to have Cid take the train to the Selkies instead. No, scratch that idea. Once the train was on Selkie property, Vaigali would just decide it was his, had been his for some time, and just why was Layle looking for information at this time?

Besides, Cid was just as stubborn as Vaigali. He wouldn't set foot on Selkie soil.

*.*

Something prodded Keiss in the shoulder. He propped himself up on his elbow and glared at Lackson. The Liltie grinned, a riding crop in one hand.

"Are you riding with us tomorrow?" Lackson asked.

"No, thank you." The last time they had almost crowded his chocobo off the side of a cliff.

"Too bad. We were even going to give you a parachute this time."

Keiss sat up. An idea had crossed his mind. "I know you enjoy our friendly rivalry, Lackson."

"Yes, very much."

"Have you ever played dare?"

"As a child." Lackson's eyes narrowed.

"I dare you, to tell Guildmaster Vaigali to his face, that the main reason he will not enter the kingdom is because he is afraid he will grow little wings like the Lilties."

"To his face?"

Keiss nodded.

Lackson tapped his helmet with his crop. "Fine, but I must enter a counter dare. That you will be there when he steps off the train platform."

"I can do that."

Lackson's eyebrows shot up. He must not have expected Keiss to agree so readily.

*.*

Three days later, Lackson returned from his dare, which he had not mentioned to anyone. White as a ghost, but still in one piece, he stopped Keiss in the hallway.

"He'll be there." Lackson said.

*.*

Vaigali is going to come. Don't ask me how I did it. Keiss wrote to Layle.

The true story was just too ridiculous to explain.