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And here it was, wasn't it? The truth everyone was waiting for, the media acting like vultures, flying around her, waiting for her to die, and then grabbing at whatever piece of Narcia they could get to satisfy their news stations. In the end, she wasn't a queen, just a buffet for the masses to eat up and enjoy, right? That was how to quell the bereaved sad peoples of Ourania, wasn't it? She would accept her fate, then, because Nee had a feeling that she lost this chessboard before it even began. She was playing against her mother for so long that she forgot how to play against anyone else on the board. Nee shut her eyes, she couldn't bear this anymore, she couldn't bear seeing Shiro's face when the idol she built up turned out to be a lie.
But then the impossible happened. Shiro started talking, first a tiny little timid noise, but then it grew into something different, something more. Something stronger than most people ever thought possible of such a small little girl like Shiro. She proclaimed that the love is real, and Nee could feel the trembling beside her even though the voice rang out with strength that only the truly pure hearted could project. Nee squeezed Shiro's hand more. "It's okay, it's enough already, they won't-" But then Nee realized it. It was gone, wasn't it? The questions. What was there instead was a stunned, awed sort of silence. Newfound respect for the girl once seen as nothing but a trophy.
Shiro gave her impassioned speech and Nee instinctively knew that it reached the people in a way Narcia would herself never be able to. The former lady in waiting told her story, her sad and painful story, and hushed murmurs went across the crowd. Instead of slander and cruelty and twisted truths, a story of purity in the face of adversity, inspired by an expression of love only someone like Shiro could create. A peck on the lips and Nee allowed herself to cry, because she couldn't do anything else but cry. It was working, and you could faintly hear familiar shouts in the crowd. Nani and her sons had melted in from different angles, changing their voices, tricking the mob into believing there was a change of heart, and then there truly was a change of heart in the stories they were looking for. Not about ridicule and pain, but about love.
Then there was a call on Shiro's holo and a familiar girl's face appeared on it, sporting blue hair and a weak yet twinkling grin. "Whoa, that was seriously awesome!" Wren said loudly, earning a gentle scolding from Corren not to wear out her body by yelling. "You were so awesome up there, Shiro! You moved everyone hearts, just like I knew you would!" But then Wren turned her attention to Nee, a teasing grin on that face. "And wow, look at that, the great Ice Queen needing to be saved by cute little Shiro. Guess you're not as invincible as you act, huh?" Narcia made a pained sort of smile, wiping her eyes on her dress's sleeves. "No one's perfect, but two people can exist to be perfect for one another, couldn't they?"
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Wait, wait, what was going on? Princess Nui didn't seem as receptive as she was meant to be. The lamb blinked a few times in confusion and even though she was going to find it hard to get along with this knight - since knights were symbols of power and cruelty and abuse to most Rubbles - but that didn't meant Cress was included in that generalization. Aya was confused and Aya shook her head. "No, I know Kora screwed up. She was too afraid to try and love against a strong rival like Heron here." Aya tried to say, because she wanted to get off on the right foot with Cress. It was ironic, though, wasn't it? "Kinda like how I was too afraid to tell Kora how I really felt."
Why was Cress being hurt? Wasn't it just common courtesy to be honest and forthright with someone you respected? Naive? Aya didn't think so, it was an interesting way to refer to her at least. She put her hand on Cress's, but not forcefully, just gently. Okay, something weird just happened and it was going to need clarifying. "I know you're important to Kora. In her memories, you always were her number one, no matter what she said about me." Aya explained, digging through the memories. "I respect you because of that, so I didn't give you the fake sugar I usually give everyone else. I wanted our connection to be one without lies." Had she gone on a little too forcefully, maybe?
"I'm not really sorry that I'm not the Aya you wanted to see, Cress." Aya explained, feeling a little miffed, but she knew it was her fault for assuming Cress would just be okay with it. Perhaps naivety truly was the right way to describe this. "But that doesn't mean we can't make a bond. I want to get to know the girl my sister loved with my own eyes!" Did that make sense at least? She didn't want Cress to see her for what she wasn't - she didn't want Cress to cling to a fake vision of Aya that was about as real as that idiot Refure was.
As they prepared to move to the next section to get to work, Aya sighed. Okay, maybe this would work to earn Cress's trust. It was a move she didn't want to make, but perhaps it'd work as a gesture. So she gently took Cress by the hand and transferred Kora's chip into Cress's palm. "That's my sister. I'm entrusting her to you for now, until Queen Narcia creates a port that can switch between us whenever we want." Itward already had a basic draft for the device. "She's not lost, you didn't fail to protect her or anything." Aya sighed. Hopefully her intentions were clear now. "So let's be friends. I meant it when I said it." Hopefully Cress would understand what it meant to be entrusted with Kora's chip - the only device in existence that could be called a physical manifestation of her sister's soul.