β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
βIt's time to break the umbilical cord. I don't need you anymore.β
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ:#4ca2b8 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #8b4cb8γ
|| Rolling Girl || Hatsune Miku ||
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ:#4ca2b8 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #8b4cb8γ
|| Rolling Girl || Hatsune Miku ||
Shiro was always taking care of her to the best of her ability, wasn't she? The pain medicine was in the bag at the side of the wheelchair and the ice queen felt reassured, and also another stabbing of guilt deep in her chest. She felt inadequate - funnily enough - compared to Shiro's gentle love, her kindness. All Nee could ever really do was take things from her, right? Taking Kora from her, what next? What would she take next? "I should be warmer. I need to be better to you." Nee murmured, wishing she really could. But it was impossible. She wouldn't be able to admit her crime. Finally the sponge bath was done, and it was time to get to work.
When they arrived at the control room, the first thing Narcia did was input the data corresponding to Shiro's DNA. The ID Chips were always good at transmitting DNA back into the main database, so she'd be able to figure out the parents through couple matching and DNA matches. There were lots of faces scrolling by, and finally they fixated on one pair, a man and woman. Nee felt something in her chest. "It's your parents." Nee whispered in a low voice. "I wonder if they'll lik-" No. Oh no. She did it again, didn't she? Maybe it was better not to open the cat box in the first place, maybe it was better not to try and figure out the truth.
Sometimes, the truth was more painful than a hope. Dead. They were dead, they died in the fire that engulfed the Sanitary and Rubble Tiers. Dead. They were dead, for stupid political reasons, for reasons beyond any civilians. Shiro's words were simple, confirming what was said on the screen. Nee exited from the program and held Shiro close to her, worried for her intended, wanting her to be okay. "I'm sorry." She said, meaning it, feeling it in every pore. "Because of my bloodline's history with Tartarians - the fire - it's all our fault. Untouchables making the lives of everyone else into playthings."
It was true, wasn't it? Untouchables seemed to do this often. They make others suffer for their personal fights and squabbles and inner-tier drama. They always used proxies to fight their wars, sending the unrelated people to die for a cause they might never know or understand or believe in. The crimes of the nobles were always paid for by those lower than them. The guilt wouldn't stop rising. Nee than typed something else, bringing back the search program, and inside, every part of her soul was begging for it not to have the same result. Finally, she brought up Nani's face and showed the result to Shiro, hoping beyond hope that this would turn out better.
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
β
βEven now, the smiling savior is a faΓ§ade.β
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ:#949495 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #B2AC8Eγ
|| Keshin || Asami Imai ||
γΙΞΉΞ±ΖΟgΟ Ρ cΟΖΟΡ:#949495 β ΡΠ½ΟΟ gΠ½Ρ cΟΖΟΡ #B2AC8Eγ
|| Keshin || Asami Imai ||
The Silver Princess wished that the world could be different, that there wasn't always such sadness and misery mired into everything. She wished she never had to be a Princess, she wished her brother never fell for Jezebeth's foul temptations. She wished that her father never had a blood feud with Queen Narina, and that the two nations could live peacefully, as friends. She wished she never had the sanitary illness, that she could've supported her family and kept them on the right path. Una wished for many things, and none of them could ever come true.
Princess Nui was talking to her, telling her not to apologize, telling her to be happy that she now had Tartaria's support. Una shivered, trying to control her overflowing rogue emotions. "I feel dirty. I don't want this kind of support." But she couldn't change the hearts of those she ruled over. She couldn't clean out the violence and pride and replace it with something better, something gentler. That wasn't within her abilities as a princess. Princess Nui seemed to be saying similar things - you can't change yourself, you can't change the world. But you can change how you do things, and that was what mattered most.
How she did things? Una had to think about this, she didn't want to be a disappointment anymore. Una knew peace was the correct way for the future, and she knew at her current level of skill and confidence, she wouldn't be able to enforce such a goal. "You're so smart, Princess Nui..." Una tried to make a brave smile, but she wasn't sure if it really looked brave at all. "I... have to... do my best. For my f- no. I - the dead are gone. I'll... I'll be Tartaria's best Queen, and I'll do it for the living." Maybe if she said it aloud enough, she could one day believe it. Hopefully she'd be able to resist Jezebeth's poison, and fulfill the world she and Semyon always dreamed of.
"Okay. Thank you for everything, Princess Nui." Una said sagely, feeling a little better, a little warmer for the talk. Once Nui left to work on her gardening, Una felt the cold coming back, creeping up her spine. And just like on schedule, her holo rang. It was Princess Cumin of Etruria, calling to discuss the relief workers and the rumors of her spies at work. "Hello there, Una! I'm sorry about yesterday. I just felt like I had to be formal. I didn't mean to frighten or scare you at all." Una nodded, trying to show that she was already over it. "It's okay. We should discuss it, shouldn't we?"
So Cumin brought up a list of each of her spies, and which ones were where, and what they were doing. "There isn't as much resistance to help as before." Cumin said brightly, grinning like a cat would, lips curled up playfully. "The citizens are accepting the food and clothes and healthcare! They're starting to trust Etrurians more now." The Silver Princess almost felt like crying. This felt way too good to be true. "That's great, right? That my people aren't antagonizing your relief efforts?" Cumin nodded and winked, looking pleased so far. "It will be difficult, but eventually, we'll create peace. So don't ever feel like you're alone, Una. We're all here to help." Una wanted to cry again. Nui, Cumin -they were all going to help, weren't they? They were all one big team to maintain peace in the world.