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Narcia didn't really mind pain. Sure, she wasn't as acquaintanced with it as some others were - Cress and Shiro came to mind for how much physical suffering they endured - but Nee herself could handle this much. She didn't need pain medication, it wasn't necessary. She could still function to the best of her mental ability with the sutures in place. "I'm okay, it hardly hurts at all." She said, and maybe in the corner of her mind, the ice queen figured she didn't deserve relief from pain anyways, not after what she did to Kora. "But thank you for worrying." Did she really deserve Shiro's concern, though?
After a mutual session of heaven, the two girls lay together weakly on the bed, recuperating from the heights that their bodies had reached. Their bodies fit perfectly with each other, their shapes and sizes and curves all were perfect, fitting flawlessly, like filling a puzzle. It was just right, it was just the way it was supposed to be, and the anxious tremors left Nee's heart, at least for the time being. Nee felt like she was glowing, and with how much Shiro loved her, the pup was glowing as well. Shiro was and always will be the only one for her. "I'll try to be... warmer for you." Narcia said in a quiet whisper.
It was going to be hard. Ice was her default state, so not having ice felt strange and weird, as if she were walking around without clothes. She was vulnerable, exposed for all to see, but she knew she needed to trust Shiro with this, with her soft side. The girl deserved it, after all. Shiro was giving her a sponge bath now, as per the request, and Narcia wiggled a little. She was never going to get used to this, was she? "We're a team, after all." Nee said, talking to distract her from how strange it felt to be sponge bathed. "It's normal to help one another then."
Once that was done, Narcia wriggled herself into a dress, feeling a little worn out already. It was time to look for Shiro's parents, so Nee was helped back to her chair. "We'll find them. Nani too. Everyone you'd want will be at the wedding, Shi." Honestly, Nee wanted answers. She wanted to find out why Shiro was abandoned like this. Maybe in the end, she would never get a satisfying answer, but any answer was better than none. "Let's head to the control room." There, she would input the code for Shiro's DNA and run maternal and paternal scans to figure out the puzzle. Once there, Narcia began the scan, watching the faces blur past, until finally, two faces appeared, claiming to be the match.
"There they are, Shiro."
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Una felt completely overwhelmed when everyone started clapping and cheering for her, she had moved Tartaria one step closer, the people were bending to her will. Still, even with this, even though she had done her job, it didn't change a thing in her heart. Una didn't want to say these things and it made her feel like she was betraying her ideals. Princess Nui and Heron were made to crawl, they were put in the cage and Una just wanted to cry because she wasn't sure what else to do. Orthrus noticed and had Una brought back to her office where she didn't have to put up a queenly mask.
"I feel awful." Una said softly. She didn't want to watch them crawl, she didn't want to watch them locked up in cages and hated and jeered and humiliated. Una didn't like any of this and it made her feel horrible. "They're my friends... they came to help... why do they have to do this...?" Orthrus just sighed, looking disappointed it and Una was sad. She wanted Thyella's gentle kindness, she didn't want Orthrus's mean sarcastic biting words. "Then just run away." The butler said as he stirred cactus tea in the cup. "Sure, it'll mean Jezebeth can start a war, but at least you won't have to feel guilty! Sacrifice the world for your conscience! The perfect solution, isn't it?"
The Silver Princess shook her head dejectedly. No, that wasn't an option. She couldn't do that. Orhtrus smirked then, and Una wanted to cry more. "Then you have no choice but to sell your soul and become a cruel Princess, isn't that right?" Una knew it, of course. She knew this was her destiny, she knew all along. So then, why? Why was it like this, why did it hurt to say so many cruel bad things about the Ashians? Thyella then arrived, with the Ashians, bringing it Nui and Heron and Finnley to her office, gently shutting and locking the door.
Una hung her head, knowing there was nothing she could say to make it better. "I'm sorry." She whimpered, knowing she was a pathetic failure. "I'm... I don't. I never understood Tartarians, ever." Even though she was Tartarian born and raised, it couldn't be denied. Una was different from them, she was always different. "I don't understand revenge. I mean... I was sad, after my dad died, my brother died. I was sad. I get it. But I never wanted revenge. I was just sad." She curled herself into a ball of guilt and shame. "Just because I was sad, I didn't want to hurt the people behind their deaths. That's not how to have peace." She shook her head again, staring at the ground. "I don't... understand... why they want revenge at all...."