in the name of fritz / the crown

Chapter Two: Existence

"Are there any other members of the royal family that we should know about?"

Silence slowly started to creep onto the dining table as everybody set their utensils or cups down. Levi was sitting at the front of it, and to the left of him was the possible heir to the throne, Historia Reiss. She glanced up at his cold but soft stare with furrowed brows. Everybody was staring at her, waiting for her long awaited answer. Her eyes danced around the table, looking at everybody who had a serious and curious look on their face. Eventually, she looked down at her plate of food, her face falling into a sad expression as she remembered the teenager from her past,
"Yes..." She said.
Hange, who sat on the opposite end of the table, gasped loudly. They leaned in and placed their hands on the table,
"Who?!" They exclaimed.
"Quiet down." Said Levi, turning his head towards them.
He sighed before looking back at the blonde who appeared to be frowning now,
"She was a slave on the farm I grew up on." Said Historia, "She took care of me more than Frieda did. Until eleven years ago, her and her mother got wrongly accused of something, and were sent to the Underground."
She looked up at everybody,
"Her name is (Y/N) Fritz." She said, "I don't know anything more than that..."

Levi's eyes widened when he heard her name. It's been six years since he heard anybody say that name. The woman he was so infatuated with was a royal? Is that what she's been hiding for so many years? He zoned out for a minute, recollecting memories of her. Six years had passed since they were last together, so he didn't know where exactly (Y/N) was residing in the Underground. Hell, he didn't even know if she was still alive or not.
He slowly stood up from his chair, causing everybody to turn their heads to look at him. Levi only continued to stare into Historia's eyes, noticing the sadness in them. He sighed,
"I know her." He said.
Everybody gasped,
"And I think I might know where she still lives in that shithole." He continued.
"B-But captain, how do you know her?" Asked Sasha.
He turned his head to look at her, noticing that for once, she wasn't stuffing her face with bread,
"We were friends." He said, "Last time I saw her was before I left the Underground."
Levi quickly walked out of the dining room and to the room over. He walked over to the table and grabbed a pencil and a sheet of paper, immediately writing down a letter to Erwin.

Historia jumped out of her seat and ran over to the captain. She stood in the doorway of the other room, looking at his back with tears in her eyes. He could feel her staring at him,
"What are you planning on doing?" She asked.
Levi stayed silent to quickly finish up his letter. A few minutes passed and he ended the last paragraph with information and a plan to get to the royal. He folded the paper and turned around to look at Historia once more,
"We're going to have to retrieve her." He said, "I don't know when, but we will soon. At least, once Erwin replies to me."
She turned her hands into fists,
"I want to come with you." She said with determination radiating in her voice.
Levi gave her a hard stare, narrowing his eyes slightly before turning around once more to put the slip of paper into a letter,
"No." He said, "It's too dangerous."
She became slightly angry,
"I fought titans!" She said, "I think I can handle a couple of-"
He cut her off
"You don't know the Underground." He said angrily, "And we're not going to put your life at stake here."

She furrowed her eyebrows and walked over to him. Historia slammed her hands onto the table, causing him to look into her eyes with a bit of shock. Tears ran down her cheeks,
"This is somebody who means a lot to me." She said, "So if I can't go...Please, bring her back. Even if the request has been refused, please bring her back."
Levi set the letter down on the table, and placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently to reassure her,
"(Y/N) means a lot to me too." He said, "So, no matter what, I'll bring her up to the surface."
A subtle smile appeared on Historia's lips as he moved his hand away from her and walked out of the room. Finally, she was going to see (Y/N) again after eleven years. Eleven, long, painful years...