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|| Still Into you || Paramore ||
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|| Still Into you || Paramore ||
Heron was carrying Cress, cradling the Princess against her protectively, her jacket draped around Cress's shoulders. "Geez, how is it that you always end up naked every time I find you?" Heron asked and Cress blushed. "It's not like I'm the one taking my clothes off." She said as Heron suddenly stopped walking. Thyella was before them, her expression stoic. "It's done," Heron said, putting Cress on her feet. In that moment, Cress's holo rang. How had a naked person held onto their holo? Don't ask. "Una," Cress said in surprise. Her heart stopped as she heard the news. Riana, Cumin, they were all dead. Una was handing over her territory as well, putting it under Ashian control. "Una, you can't do that." Cress insisted, but the silver haired Princess was distraught and not listening.
Una practically hung up on her, the holographic image of her blinking out. Thyella crouched down, touching one fist to the floor. "Please, take care of my home." She escorted them back to the Palace in silence, sending a shiver up Cress's spine. "I'll have the doctor see to that wound," Thyella said and Cress held her wrist against her chest. "I can't imagine the pain Una must be feeling." Cress whispered. Cress had lost her family too, but she still had Ellie; Una on the other hand, had no one. Her mother and father, her brother, and now her surrogate mother, they were all dead. Her hands tightened around the jacket, nails biting into her palms. "We were too late."
The city was silent, the absence of sound deafening as they climbed up the palace steps. There was a stretcher there, waiting to take Cress and Heron. "The Princess is our first priority," Thyella said and Cress spotted the knights from before. They all crouched to their knees, one hand on the ground, pledging their service. A certain little boy was among them, he stepped forward, placing three pebbles on the stretcher. There were tears in his eyes as he ran back to his father and hid behind the burly man with white hair. Cress looked to Heron who shook her head, mouthing a single word. "Later."
As Cress was being patched up, Heron told one harmless lie to Nee, saying that Cress hadn't been in danger, that she and Finnley had done the hard work while Cress sat high atop her throne made of flowers and gardening tools. Cress was sponge bathed and dressed, a fresh bandage on her wrist. There were people waiting, a tense murmur gathering at the steps of the palace. Knights stood in line, holding out their swords to keep the crowd controlled. Cress hadn't seen Una this entire time, Orthus wouldn't let Cress close to the door to Una's office. "They're waiting for you," Heron murmured. She was in a Tartarian knight uniform, Finnley standing respectfully to the other side of Cress. It was one of those rare days, where Heron had held Cress down as Thyella forced the Princess into a dress.
Cress took a deep breath and held it as the doors opened. Her hands remained clasped as she took three or four steps to where the path dipped and began to descend. "Today," Cress started, sadness in her fiery eyes. "Ourania has experienced a great many tragedies, all by the hands of one woman." A woman so power hungry, that she would try to live her will through her daughters. "Jezebeth was a household name, loved and respected by many. She was a tyrant that betrayed the Tartarian throne and went against the treaty, murdering Queen Riana of Coriandrum and the Princess and Prince Cumin and Kail, of Etruria." There was a murmur among them, no doubt sorrow and pain. "The Eastern front of Ourania has been united under one flag, the Ashian Flag and I, Princess Nui, serving as a vassal for Queen Narcia, would like to personally apologize for the suffering and death that has haunted our two nations."
An endless war between darkness and light, Ashia and Tartaria. "From today on, the fighting has come to a close. Your families, your mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, sons and daughters, will no longer be forced to fight in a political roulette of power. Chang is hard, but humans are strong, we will mourn and adjust and finally, after a long battle, will have peace. Thank you and I wish you all a goodnight." Cress didn't hear the reaction, her heart was thrumming in her chest, she hated public speaking, she hated crowds. The only crowding that Cress liked was the thick trunk of a tree, crowded with kindling to build a shelter. This was not the same.
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|| I'm on Top of the World|| Imagine Dragons ||
Shiro had no words, but she was happy, so very happy, that Nani was here, seeing her, hugging her. Shiro returned the hug, feeling tears well up in her eyes as she held onto the fabric of Nani's soft shirt, as she smelled the scent that was so familiar and yet, far too foreign. Nani was before her, finally, after all this time, and all Shiro could do was cry. "It's just like you to sob when you're happy." Nani said with a gentle smile, she looked at the Queen then, doing a respectful bow before Narcia thanked her, bowing to Nani. Clearly Nani was flustered, she shook her hand, her cheeks bright red. "No my queen! You mustn't bow to the likes of a humble servant." That was Nani, always the respectful one.
Shiro finally managed to make the tears stop, just in time to hear Nani's answer. "I took care of all the young girls who would possibly be your next lady in waiting, the crowd thinned and eventually, only Shiro was left." Nani placed a hand on Shiro's head, ruffling her hair. Shiro giggled and Nani smiled. "Shiro was like a daughter to me, I never imagined getting out of Narina's service alive, but when I did, I finally had the opportunity to build a real family. I married a man who already had two kids, since I could never have kids of my own." That's what Narina did to all of the females in her service once they became of age, she removed the uterus so that her female servants could never give birth.
Nani pet her hair, scritching behind one of her ears which caused Shiro to mewl softly, a pleasurable sound coming from the pup. "So you still have that sensitive spot?" Nani took Nee's hand, placing it where it was. "Scratch it," she directed and Shiro let out a little moan at the feel of Nee scratching behind her ears. "Nani," Shiro said, once she had regained her composure. Shiro took Nee's hands in her's, clearly very excited. "Queen Narcia and I are going to get married." Nani seemed shocked, of course. Two girls marrying? It was nearly unheard of. "But Shiro," Nani placed a hand on the pup's stomach, "you'll need to produce an heir." Shiro blushed, shaking her head. "Um, we haven't thought about that stuff yet." The pup admitted.
She looked up at Nani then, "I love Nee, I want to be with her no matter what happens and I'd like you to be one of my bridesmaids at the wedding." Nani gasped and Shiro went on to explain it. "The whole family will be invited! It's gonna be lots of fun!" Nani hugged her then, rocking her. "Yes! I accept! I'm so happy for you two!" Nani looked at Nee then, taking one of Nee's hand and placing it in Shiro's. "My Queen, I trust that you'll take care of her now that I can't." Perhaps she looked a bit sad, or maybe that was just Shiro's imagination? "She likes ear scritches and books about fairies, she's quite a klutz too." Nani laughed fondly, "and she'll get you into a lot of trouble, but as long as you two love each other, then God bless."