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Ellen Winter

"Which me is the real me? What role do I have to play?"

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a character in “Into The Woods”, as played by Ninja Bunny

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❝Destiny weaves the path of our lives.❞
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【ɗιαƖσgΟ…Ρ” cσƖσя:#4ca2b8 β™™ тнσυgΠ½Ρ‚ cσƖσя #8b4cb8】

|| Secret ~Black Vow~ || Rin/Len (cover by SirHammet) ||







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{β˜› β’»β“Šβ“β“ Ⓝ⒢ⓂⒺ ☚}
Narcia Seraphim
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Ellie | A nickname for her friends on Earth
Sera | What those in the Royal Army call her.
Nee | A nickname for those who knew her as a Princess.
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Homoromantic bisexual
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Miyuki Shiba || Mahouka Koukou no Rettoussei



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❝ The face to rule the nation? ❞
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Quite small, yesh.
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Very slender, befitting a Princess.
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Black as ivory!
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Cold as ice!
{β˜› β’·β“„β’Ήβ“Ž β“‚β’Άβ“‡β“€β’Ύβ“ƒβ’Όβ“ˆ ☚}
An angel-wing shaped birthmark on her back that she never understood.


{β˜› ⒼⒺⓃⒺⓇ⒢Ⓛ β’Άβ“…β“…β’Ίβ’Άβ“‡β’Άβ“ƒβ’Έβ’Ίβ˜š }

Ellen is someone of refined beauty, keen, cold, and very easy on the eyes. Her features are sharp and defined, with long black hair and pale skin to give her an almost ethereal appearance. Her eyes glint with intelligence and experience, as if she were something more than what she seemed, something more than just a normal girl. Ellen's small, very short for her age yet when she's serious she can give off a feeling that you're an idiot for underestimating her. Though it's rare, hidden behind those cold ice and that stoic face is a playful smile, a joking grin. Though Ellen tends to dress in neat, semi-fancy clothing, don't think she's just a feminine girl.
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β₯ Freedom | A normal thing to like, but Ellie loves the freedom to do as she wishes.
β₯ Reading | It's common to find Ellie curled up in a corner, enjoying a good book.
β₯ Technology | She's always been a natural with gadgets and computers.
β₯ Fashion | Ellen is fond of making and wearing clothes of her own design.





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❝This fate of mine before me❞
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⌦ Being worried about | Ellen's smart, she knows how to handle herself.
⌦ Needless cruelty | She won't just let someone suffer if she can help it.
⌦ Wet animals | They tend to smell really bad.






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Nightly walks | In the dark, it's easier to see the stars and the sky.
Foot tap | When idle, Ellen enjoys tapping her feet to an imaginary beat.
Book in face | When she's annoyed, she hides from the world by burying her face in a book.


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⌦ Unfriendly] | Ellie puts up a cold face for those she doesn't really know.
⌦ Dependency | As much as she hates it, she's emotionally dependent on Cress.
⌦ Self-Sacrificial | Has a bad habit of hurting herself to help others.
⌦ Overconfidence | Sometimes she's a little too sure of herself.


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β₯ Analytical | Ellen knows how to stay calm and look at a problem from many angles before taking action.
β₯ Techno Wizard | She's... seriously nearly magical with technology.
β₯ Royal Aura | Ellie gives off a natural intimidating aura when she's angry.
β₯ Calm | She can keep her emotions in check when times get tough.


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Isolophobia | Fear of solitude, specifically in regards to Cress.
Potophobia | Fear of alcohol
Chiratophobia | Fear of being touched

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β™™A Princess or a human?β™™
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Intelligent | Cunning | Political | Curious | Stoic | Steady | Harsh

Ellie is definitely someone whose mental acuity is her best attribute. She's sharp, she's quick, and she knows how to see people for who they really are. It doesn't take too much effort for her to weave through lies and see the truth for what it is, making her a natural for discussions and debates. Because of her intelligence, however, it makes her feel isolated and not-in-touch with most people, thus it's difficult for her to make friends, and is naturally closed off from most. People mistake it for not caring because of her tendency to hide her emotions from everyone but Cress. Around her cousin, however, Ellen becomes energetic and playful, and is willing to express herself and show her inner self, the self that loves to talk and to wonder and to think about deep things like philosophy or destiny.




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Ashia Palace, upper tiers, the Kingdom of Ourania
Sierra Nevada, California

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Azel Seraphim | 45 | King | Biological Father
Nirana Seraphim | 41 | Queen | Biological Mother
Leona Winter |4 4 | Adopted Mother | Sister of Cress's Father
Marcus Winter | 48 | Adopted Uncle | Cress's Father | Deceased
Cress Winter | 16 | Cousin

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Six years ago, the younger sister of Marcus Winter went on a walk in the Yosemite National Park. She found a ten year old girl there, lost, alone, and with no memories. When Leona checked her at the police station, no one recognized her, she wasn't even in the registry. Leona was barren, unfortunately - after a miscarriage years ago she found herself unable to have a child. This ruined her marriage and her then husband left her, so she decided to adopt the nameless child and name her Ellen.

Ellen was always a strange girl. She was naturally curious, but she was also quiet and reserved, preferring not to talk whenever possible. She was incredibly intelligent even when she was young, and very quickly learned about the world. Still, Leona was afraid that Ellen might've ended up afraid and alone once she was thrown into an unknown environment like school, so since she was the same age as Cress, Leona moved to a house closer to where her brother's widow lived, one of her best friends for a long time, Louise Winter. There she introduce Cress to Ellen and it was then that fate was decided.

Cress showed Ellen the world, and it was her that helped Ellie feel as if she were really a part of the family. The two were as close as real sisters, and was what was needed to help ease Ellie out of her natural shyness, bringing out the repressed child side of her that liked fun and playing around. Of course, Ellie's almost magical ability to warp technology however she wanted only proved to be worse and worse as time went on and soon enough, Ellie saw men in black suits following her around. They took pictures of Cress, using her as leverage to draw Ellie out and she agreed to help with whatever they wanted if it meant they'd leave them alone.

The girl was forced to create strange futuristic weapons that humans had never seen before and she always felt horrible for knowing that her knowledge was going to be used to hurt others, but she had to prioritize Cress, because her cousin was almost everything to her. From then on, though, Ellen started closing herself off again, distrusting those around her and made sure to always think through things before doing anything hasty. She wasn't sure if Cress or the rest of the family ever knew about the incident, but Ellen wasn't sure she'd ever tell anyone.

Then one night, Ellen fell into a trance at the family summer home, hearing a strange voice that made her feel things she hasn't felt for over six years. She followed the voice, not knowing her beloved cousin, Cress, was following behind her, tying their fates together...


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So begins...

Ellen Winter's Story

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Character Portrait: Shiro Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Cress Winter Character Portrait: Ayanna Filia
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❝A bridge shall be built to bring us together.❞

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It was Ellie's first kiss. Honestly, while she always expected it to be with a boy her whole life, it wasn't as if she minded it being with Shiro. The girl was sweet and adorable and Ellie wanted to protect her, to keep her safe. The kiss itself wasn't what she expected - softer and gentler than she expected - but she enjoyed it nonetheless. It was strange, but it was new, and - and then Ellie came to her senses and pulled away, eyes widened, chest pounding. What was this, what was she doing? Even Narcia herself was confused, wondering what had even happened, saying that such relations were improper and that girls shouldnt be with girls unless one of them was Heron who basically counted as a man anyways. Just like Itward, wasn't she? Taking advantage of someone who didn't have the luxury to refuse.

"...I'm sorry." Ellie said in a faint, wavering voice, wiping the saliva from her mouth. "I'm - I didn't... I should've asked first, I - " No, no, asking wouldn't have mattered, because Shiro would've acquiesced regardless of how she felt personally on the matter, right? Ellie's cheeks were flushed even as Narcia tried to calm her down, to tell her that it was just a kiss, it wasn't like an assault or anything, but Ellie still felt horrible. So she leaned in and touched Shiro's collar, unlocking one mechanism. "You're free from service for the next twenty-four hours to do as you wish." The Princess said. If anyone questioned it, they would see Narcia's fingerprint seal approving of the temporary relief, though that was as long as she could extend the period. If she did it too often, Queen Nirana would've noticed, after all. "...I'm going back to my room now."

Disassembling the lance was the easy part, taking the components apart bit by bit. One particular bit she needed was the lens that was in the lance that helped channel the energy for long ranged attacks, almost like a particle gun. Though she didn't want to make a weapon, Ellie had another use for this piece. It took a little bit but she managed to make a tiny camera and the princess fastened it above her door and made it invisible so no one could see it. She then flopped onto her bed, fiddling with her phone, writing codes and programs and then connecting to the camera remotely. So now she could look through the camera whenever she wanted to always see anyone outside the safe room. She also reluctantly added a laser gun function to the camera that she could activate upon pressing a button, but she'd only use that in emergencies.

It was late now, so Ellie changed into her heavy nightgown, somewhat missing a certain servant's presence. Ellie sighed and once again cloaked her tools with invisibility, climbing into bed and huddling under the sheets. She did something unforgivable, something horrible. She'd make up for it, though. Tomorrow, Ellie would make sure to find the chip database and wipe the entire system. She'd start a servant rebellion and end the Queen's rule tomorrow.




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❝We'll break the night, and burn the pigs!❞

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Aya knew she was in trouble when she rolled out of the tree in her sleep and woke up, letting out a squeak of pain as she did. But Aya couldn't move, she was huddled in pain, moaning, trying to not pee, trying to ignore the blood that she felt leaking inside of her, trying to do anything. But it was too late and a noble found her before she could recompose herself, grabbing her by the wrist. pulling her head back and checking her throat. No collar. "What tier are you from?" He asked but Aya didn't know what to say, she couldn't say Untouchable but she knew this was bad, this was super bad. This sandy-haired pig was evil, he had to be.

The noble gave her another look, hearing the whimpers and moans so he sighed a little and scooped her up, but Aya cried and shook as he accidentally touched her behind as he lifted her and Aya was scared, it was going to happen again, wasn't it? It was, it really was, Aya didn't know what to do. She was trying not to cry, but her whole body was stuck and this noble, though he looked thin, almost like a twig, he was still a noble and he wouldn't let her go. "You're clearly in pain." The man muttered and he started walking, trying to adjust her position to one with the least amount of pain whimpers. "I don't know which house you escaped from, but I will take you back for now."

"...I need to... peee..." Aya panted, knowing she couldn't hold it but she'd be punished bad, really bad if she dirtied him - if she could ever find out how to make it work, how to make the tube thing let her pee out. So the man set her down near a bush after poking where her bladder was, feeling the swell. "Don't use this as an excuse to run off." The man warned. "It's dangerous to be caught in this tier. Anyone should know this." Aya wanted him to look away, wanted privacy but there was no such thing so she tried to pull her pants off but she couldn't because it hurt to try to bend. The man sighed, clearly annoyed, and removed them for her, and then his eyes widened, seeing the tube. He quickly regained his composure and despite Aya's squeaks and pleads he took the stopper off of the tube and urged her to pee no matter how much it hurt. He muffled her mouth so her screams wouldn't be heard and finally Aya felt the same weird pinching feeling somewhere inside her and wiped the edge of the tube with strange strong-smelling paper, and then he plugged it up, picking her up again with a faster pace. "I should take you home. Whoever you are, don't say a word to anyone. I'll tell the house that you're mute."

But then someone called out a name, called out Corren Archon and the man stopped and turned and Aya squeaked and trembled because she knew that voice. "Out on another late night stroll?" Itward didn't look happy at all, but he wasn't looking at her either. "You shouldn't be out so late. There was a vandal earlier, someone's clearly plotting something." This man, apparently named Corren, tilted his body slightly so that Itward couldn't see her face, somehow knowing she recognized him and likely realizing what happened. "Sorry, brother." Corren's voice was low and submissive. "I was just tending to one of my escaped servants. I'll have her punished accordingly."

Itward nodded, as if accepting that answer, patting Corren's head and walking past, grinding his teeth. "You do that." Aya was holding her breath, she couldn't, she couldn't have him notice her, she wouldn't, even if her body was hurting. "Corren, you shouldn't act so guarded all the time. We're brothers by marriage now, we should be close friends, shouldn't we?" There was a clear underlying threat, and Corren lowered his head.

"My apologies, brother." He said and kept walking. "Perhaps next time. I'm quite tired from tutoring the Princess." So Itward said a farewell and Corren kept walking at a brisk pace and finally they were home. Archon had her moved to his room and put a strange pill into her mouth. Aya was squirming, she wanted to spit it out but the pill was dissolving and she felt sleepy on the bed. "Sleep, and don't say a word." Corren warned. "Itward won't find you here as long as you remain silent. I'll bring you to the Tower Tier once you're healed."

Aya couldn't keep her eyes open but for some reason she sensed she could trust this noble.


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❝Let your soul take you where you long to be.❞


【ɗιαƖσgΟ…Ρ” cσƖσя: #CD5C5C β™™ тнσυgΠ½Ρ‚ cσƖσя #C5E3BF】

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"I can do it myself," Cress insisted but Heron held the toothbrush over her, an evil glint in her eyes. She scrubbed Cress's teeth then made her gargle water and spit it out. "Honestly, I've never had such an unruly guest. If you're this stubborn, I can only imagine that you'd make a terrible servant."

"That's cause I'm not one." Cress wiped her mouth on her arm, "I'm from earth." Heron froze, looking at her, then she laughed. "There's no way, not with those eyes." Speaking of which Cress narrowed her fiery orbs, wondering what the Knight meant. "Am too, I can prove it. I'm from a place called Sierra Nevada, in California." Cress tried to explain, saying that she was the Princess's cousin, that Ellie, or Narcia as they called her here, had lived with her for six years. As Cress explained Heron was quiet until finally, Cress finished. "That's quite some tale, no wonder you've got bandages around your forehead. You seem to be confused." She unraveled the bandages on Cress's hand, seeing the mark of the Queen inked into it. Cress pulled back but it was too late. "So why don't you tell me what really happened Rubble?"

"I already told you! I'm not from here!" Cress snapped, leaning forward. If she could have kicked Heron, knocked her out somehow and escape she would have. "I'm from earth! Why don't you just ask the Princess! She'll tell you. Her cousin, Cress, the earth girl she seems to be trying to push away at every damn chance as though she wants to forget about everything! That stupid Ellie doesn't she know that if she... If she leaves I'll be lonely too?" Then the truth came out, Heron could see it. She made a cup of tea, mixing in a teaspoon of something she called her secret brew and handed it to Cress.

Hesitantly the earth girl took a sip. It was sweet, but unlike normal tea it didn't have an overly flowery scent. "Mm, what kind of plant does this come from?" She finished it quickly. Cress's head swam. "What... what did you... do?" She asked, laying down. Cress fought to stay awake, but the harder she fought the more her mind slipped away. "Don't worry, it's something to make you sleep easier."[/color]


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"No Princess! It's okay!" Shiro waved her hands, trying to convey that it was alright. Her collar made a strange sound, almost like a beep and then the Princess walked away. Shiro watched her go, wondering what she had ever done for such kindness. Her head was swimming again, Archon had ensured that there was plenty more of that medicine for tonight and so she silently slipped off into sleep, unable to keep her thoughts straight for much longer. Her cheeks burned from the fever and she shivered beneath the blanket.

"Sing for me Shiro," the Queen said, closing her novel. Shiro had been singing all day, her throat was raw, only sustaining off of hot water with a bit of lemon. Despite it Shiro cleared her throat, knowing what would happen if she didn't. She began her song, warbling a bit off key and she felt a shock, crumpling to the floor. "You're going to have to do better than that." Shiro stood, smoothing down the skirt of her dress. Yes, she had to do better. She opened her mouth, beginning again, being more careful. When she was done, Shiro was breathing hard, her throat burning from the effort of having to sing so much. "Good girl, you can take a rest tomorrow, heal up." The Queen pat her head and Shiro glowed under her praise.

They were sitting outside for afternoon tea, the little girl nibbling on cake. "Shiro, sing for me." The Queen folded her arms on the table, leaning forward. Shiro swallowed, she had been told that she would get the day off. She opened her mouth, hardly a squeak and winced. The Queen seemed perplexed and so Shiro tried again, hardly able to wrestle out a note. "I-I'm sorry my Queen, I think I overused my voice." The Queen smiled, as though she understood. Shiro felt a shock to her spine, but there was no sound. "I see, then you'll have no need of your voice for the time being." Shiro tried to tell her differently, she tried to beg saying she could sing, she'd try again, to give her one more chance but no sound came out, not even when Shiro coughed.

When Shiro awoke she looked at the clock, her eyes widening until she remembered that the Princess had given her the day off. Shiro had never had a day off, she had no idea what to do. The girl sat up in bed, going to run the bath. Maybe she could simply sit in bed and read? Or perhaps it would be alright to sit in the library?

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Ellie felt lonely as she ate her breakfast. Shiro wouldn't want to spend time with her, obviously, so it was just as expected. Still, the room felt much emptier now that it was just her. It was probably better like this, in any case. With Shiro on her day off, she wouldn't get involved in the plot Ellie has cooking up. She needed to find the database that held information on all of the chips and she had to destroy it however she could. After eating and dressing herself in a dress the color of ice, Ellie went to her bath, developing a virus on her phone and transferring it in a dormant state to a storage device she created out of what materials she had left. Once her bath was done, she then created a small knife that could generate electricity out of the sharp edge of Heron's lance, so she had a weapon just in case something went wrong. Making a weapon made Ellie feel sick. Technology she made, she only ever intended it to be harmless and fun - doing things to help people instead of hurting them. But now, all the joy of inventing was gone - all that mattered now was taking out the Queen and taking control.

And now it was time. Knife hidden in her arm's sleeve, Ellie set off, Narcia waking up and congratulating her on finishing the work without much time spent at all - only about two hours. The Princess (both halves) still missed the company of the servant, though Narcia wouldn't ever admit that she felt affection for the girl, as prideful as she was. So Ellie walked down the halls, keeping her usual neutral-but-pleasant face on. Then when she turned a corner she heard footsteps. Ellie spun and whipped her knife out, squeezing the hilt to activate the electric blade only for her wrist to be turned away and be pinned against the wall. Ellie tried to kick but then she saw the red hair in the corner of her eye. Heron. Ellie relaxed.

"Haha, just like a tiny cat!" Heron grinned, patting Ellie's head in a way one would pet a baby animal. "You looked so cute trying to fight me! With this tiny knife of yours. Seriously, someone might think you're an assassin instead of a Princess!" Ellie's gut clenched for a moment as Heron spoke those words. If someone was listening - but it seemed no one was. "I needed to practice. One can never be too careful." She tried to twist out of Heron's grasp but it was impossible. "C'mon, let's go to my room! I've gotta train you up a little, work those skinny arms of yours!"

What Ellie saw next ruined her plans for an attack. She couldn't start a war with Cress here. But why was Cress even here in the first place? Seeing her cousin in person again was something she wasn't prepared for and she rounded on Heron with suspicious eyes. And those eyes seemed to confirm whatever it was Heron was trying to do. "Hah, okay okay, your story is proven. She definitely recognizes you." Heron smirked in victory, arrogant as always.

"What is she doing here?" Ellie asked, annoyed that her plans were ruined and frightened that something had gone wrong. She shot Cress a significant look - a look that clearly meant to absolutely not talk. "...Heron, she shouldn't be here. My mother might mistake her for one of those disgusting rebels." Heron just laughed and grinned, shaking her head. "Hah! No way, the Queen's nice! I'll just tell her that I'm taking this girl as my own servant. I mean, I am technically a noblewoman." Heron swayed her hips suggestively. "Still, Cress here's a cutie. Might even train her to be a knight with me."

Ellie grimaced at the idea of Cress being made to join the army. "She's my family. So technically, she's royalty." The ice girl glanced at Cress's collar and sighed at the flashing light. "...Was it really necessary to lock her in here for the day?" To that, Heron grinned cheekily, laying lazily on the floor. "She'd totally escape otherwise. She was hurt, nobles were beating on her. I'm the blade of justice! Can't let that happen, y'know? Not a cutie like her."

So Ellie decided to sit next to Cress. "...It's good to see you again." For some reason it was difficult to talk to her. Was a part of Ellie already slowly losing to Narcia? Were the two halves being blended together? Ellie didn't know, but the idea frightened her.




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When Aya woke up she was terrified. She was trapped in a noble house, stranded, with no way of finding Cress at all. Cress was probably being hurt, being tortured and the blonde rebel just wanted to cry because she knew she was being useless again. Corren Archon, the noble that had kept her safe from Itward, gave her another weird dissolving pill that made the pain go away and helped her go pee. He surprisingly didn't try to touch her much at all - it seemed he already knew what was done, just by looking. She didn't understand it, not really, how could the doctor noble know just by looking? It was filled with pads that seemed glued to her special spot, and the tube was in it, making her look like a boy.

Corren had injected her with something when she cried for Cress, and it made her neck feel weird and she couldn't talk because her vocal chords were paralyzed. "Only for now." He promised in his usual emotionless voice. "It'll wear off eventually." Aya didn't like it, she didn't like being unable to talk at all. It made her feel even weaker than usual. Worst was that Archon seemed to completely ignore her - leaving her chained in his room with nothing really to do at all. Her gravity drive was on his desk and he was reading things, studying things, as if that was all he did.

Aya was restless. She wanted out, she didn't want fancy food or for him to have a maid wash her down, Aya just wanted to be gone, to be able to go and get her bike from the free and to find Cress and save her from Itward or the Queen. She wanted to cry because she was so helpless, she couldn't even get up from the little mattress on the floor. Corren seemed to notice Aya's agitation so he placed a book in front of her for her to read and he went back to his studies. Aya stared but she didn't understand these strange letters. She didn't like the pictures either - they were all surgical stuff, like cutting open someone's neck to fix what looked like elastics in the throat, the cut lines reminded her of the lines on Nio's neck, though. Was Corren the one that hurt her? But Itward said - Aya didn't understand at all.

"So you're a Rubble, then." Corren murmured, sounding incredibly disinterested. He then sat down and took out a much more colorful book with more pictures and less words and decided to teach Aya how to read.


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When Cress awoke she was alone. She tried to roll out of bed, but ended up taking the blanket with her and groaned on the floor, pushing herself into a sitting up position. Her legs were still numb, but the cuts were mostly healed thanks to the weird salve. "Oy, what are you doing on the ground!" Heron asked, coming in with breakfast. She lifted Cress with ease, putting her back on the bed. "Now, let's see what this looks like." She undid the bandages on the two deepest cuts, one on her face and the one on her thigh. "It's healing nicely," Heron said with approval as she tipped Cress's face to look towards the wall. She put more salve and a new bandage on both. "Thanks," Cress murmured and Heron grinned. "I didn't quite hear you!"

"I said thank you!" Cress repeated, louder this time and glaring. Heron nodded her head, satisfied, and uncovered the breakfast tray. The smell of steaming delicious food filled her nose and Cress's eyes widened, her mouth watering just a little. Heron tucked a napkin into Cress's shirt and fed her like the night before. This time Cress was a bit more willing, knowing that the next morning she would be gone. Hopefully Serpina had delivered the message to Aya, hopefully Aya was making friends with the Rubble they had rescued or maybe she knew her and already the child was on her way to a safe house in the Tower district, it was a nice thought.

"I'll be back, don't go trying things again! At least not without me," Heron winked and Cress blushed, pulling the blanket over her head as Heron walked out. She waited, plotting, hoping that maybe she could knock Heron out and use her fingerprint to undo the sequence since Heron was the only one that could. The door opened, Heron returned and Cress sat up, her eyes widening. Ellie motioned for Cress to remain silent and Cress returned it with a subtle nod to show she acknowledge the request.

It pained her to think that, that might have been how Ellie thought of the rebels. As disgusting rubbles who seemed to have far too much time on her hands. She knew it was a lie though, that Ellie was working with Xion to overthrow the Queen and once that happened they could return home. Yes, Auntie and Mom would be waiting with fresh lemonade like every summer day when they ran inside after playing in the mud for too long.

Heron swayed her hips teasingly and Ellie sat on the edge of the bed. "Ellie," Cress reached out, there was no hesitation. She hugged her cousin tightly, noticing that her scent was different, her posture changed. "I was so worried they were hurting you here, trying to turn you into a Princess." She laughed, "You look good in dresses, you should wear them more often."


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Shiro was in the bathroom when her collar went off, electrocuting the water and shocking her into unconsciousness. When she awoke the bath water was cold and she was shivering. A servant had come in and wrapped Shiro up, taking her to the sick bay where she proceeded to pee on the bed in fear. "I-I'm sorry," Shiro whimpered as her collar went off again, which only served to spread the pool of warmth beneath her. "Your collar is broken," the Doctor explained as it went off again, making Shiro lose her voice. "I'll get you a new one, just bear with me." He said and went over to a drawer, bringing over a tool kit. He had to cut the collar off with a pair of bolt cutters, the metal falling to the floor, the sound ringing through the room. He took out a new collar and pressed it against her neck, closing it and then fixing the material so that it molded properly to Shiro's neck.

"Oh my," the Queen stepped in, shaking her head. "Shiro you poor little thing, had I realized your collar was faulty I would have it replaced right away." She was smiling, no doubt the Queen had known. "I thought you were a big girl."

"I-I am." Her voice had returned with the new collar. "But big girls can hold it in." Shiro tried to explain why she had peed on the bed, because she was scared, but the Queen wouldn't have it so she brought out a punishment of a different kind. Rather than the collar going off, she made Shiro wear an embarrassing cloth diaper underneath a dress that was just long enough to cover the bottom so that if Shiro moved or bent you'd be able to see it. "I-I'm a big girl! I can hold it!" Shiro squeaked but the queen only shook her head and sighed. "I should have known you were still a child, unfit to take care of the Princess."

Shiro was sent away, down the hall. She ran to find the Princess, wanting to be by Nee's side so she wouldn't have to be alone.

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Just as Ellie was afraid that she wasn't all Ellie anymore, once again Cress came to the rescue with a hug, a tight embrace of cousins. Finally someone wasn't treating her like a princess, treating her like someone she was in the past. It felt like forever since she was called Ellie, since someone looked at her and didn't initially think of Narcia for once. Was it selfish? Should she have been thankful to have been a princess? She wasn't sure, honestly, but the hug was nice, so Ellie returned it, ignoring Heron's giggle of amusement.

When Cress expressed her worry about her being hurt, what came to mind was the room of spiders, and Ellie stiffened against the hug momentarily, fear flashing in her eyes, scritching echoing in her head. She wouldn't tell Cress, obviously, there was no need for that. Cress was hurt more, fitted with augmentations and held by Itward as well as being tortured by the Queen. If anyone, Cress was the one who suffered, and it hurt Ellie's chest to think about. "I'm the princess." She explained, possibly being over-cautious with the knight in the room. "Why would they hurt me? But thank you for worrying." Then Ellie grimaced, hating herself for her distant speech. She used to be really close with Cress, they could talk for hours. How could she go back to that? What could she do to bring that back? She tried for a smile, for a joke. "And I thought you hated dresses with a passion, Cress. Aren't you the one changing the most?"

Even if Heron was a friend, it was hard to really feel comfortable with Cress being stuck in the room. Heron was incredibly over flirty with pretty much anyone of the female gender - to the point that most nobles simply let it happen even if it was seen as inappropriate - and she hoped that Cress wasn't added to the list of girls Heron has kissed. "I hope she didn't touch you too much." Ellie said, frowning a little, making Heron laugh and smirk. "Shoulda heard the noises coming from her, Princess! Music to my ears!" And then Ellie gave her a cold stare of disappointment. "She's my cousin. Off-limits." The red haired knight raised her hands in mock surrender, arrogant grin decorating her face. "Yeah, yeah, I didn't do anything but look. Spoilsport." Heron stuck a tongue out as she lay on the floor lazily.

Then Heron blinked in confusion. "Hang on, wait. Why is there an earthling here, anyways?" She asked, tilting her head, ponytail swaying. "The Queen was only meant to bring you back, Nee." And then Ellie felt a hitch in her throat, but she knew she'd have to say something or other. Her mind raced as she searched for something. "...She isn't meant to be here. It was an accident, and she has family back on Earth." Ellie gripped Cress's fingers in her own, locking them together. "Heron, I'm trying to find a way to send her back without anyone noticing. Could you help me?"

Heron chuckled. "Yeah, since you asked so nicely." But then she blinked again, still a little perplexed. "Why not ask your mother to do it? She's really nice, I'm sure she'd love to send her back!" Ellie felt at a loss so she let Narcia take over. Her posture straightened and her eyes grew a little colder. "My mother put a collar on her, as you can see. I'd like to send Cress back without her help. So please don't tell her about this."

"...Yeah, yeah. Everyone's got their rebellious stage at some point." The knight smirked, relaxing on the floor of the room. "Sure, I'll keep your secret! But I want a kiss as a reward!" Without warning the knight hopped up and kissed Cress on the lips, then kissed Narcia again for the second time, posing in victory. Ellie felt like she forgot an appointment she had scheduled, but she wasn't sure what it was.




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The letters still didn't really make sense but Corren worked slowly, helping her understand each one, understand the sounds they made. Aya already knew how to talk so once she recognized each sound based on the letters used, she knew what the word was most of the time. It was odd - learning to read was odd but for some reason it seemed the noble enjoyed teaching. He was patient and kind even if he was a filthy pig, and that made Aya question everything she knew. Corren Archon was still a pig, right? So why did he save her from Itward? Why was he being so nice to her? The girl didn't really comprehend it at all.

"I should go." Corren said after a while, a satisfied look on his face with Aya's progress. "I have to tutor the Princess again. Would you like to come as my assistant?" Aya nodded, still feeling numb in her throat, feeling like she still couldn't speak. The gave her another pill to swallow to take away the pain that was slowly coming back and then gave her back her gravity drive. "Carry the books for me." And so she did, using her gravity drive to float the textbooks and papers just above her hand. Corren announced that he was off to the rest of the Archon family and he put Aya in the pod. Aya still didn't like the collar he put on her, she hated it, but she was also thankful that there wasn't a servant chip in. She'd be able to take it off once she was free to. It felt weird being dressed in servant clothing - Aya missed her green jacket - but at least she wasn't being hurt, right? It'd be nice to be able to talk, though.

In the palace they found a tiny blonde girl with what seemed to be a diaper under her dress. Wasn't this the girl that followed the princess around? Aya glanced at Corren but he gave her look that clearly meant not to look at the diaper, and then he addressed her as Shiro. Yes, Shiro was her name, Aya remembered her from the ball. "I'm glad to see you're feeling well." The man said in a neutral tone, and Aya wondered if Shiro was hurt or sick or something. She smiled and waved at the girl, hoping she was okay. Just another person the rebellion would save once Xion won.

But the Princess turned out not to even be in her room. Aya's voice felt a little bit better now, kinda. The man sat down and began organizing books and other things. "Go find the princess for me as I set up the lesson." Corren said so Aya nodded, scampering out of the room. Aya didn't really want to find Narcia, though. What she wanted to find was Cress, she needed to get her friend back and save her and take her back to Tower.


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Cress felt it, the stiffness and she knew something wasn't right. Cress knew it, they were hurting Ellie, making her feel unnecessary pain. Why? Shouldn't they have been protecting the girl with all her might? Cress thought Ellie would be safe here, but she wasn't. How foolish Cress was, thinking that the Princess would be safe in her castle, locked inside with a Mother that was willing to twist a knife in anyone's back to get what she wanted. No doubt the Queen was trying to tear Ellie apart. "You're lying," Cress said quietly, but it didn't seem like Ellie wanted to speak about it and so Cress left it alone. Perhaps it was too traumatizing to even think of the event that occurred? In time Ellie would tell Cress of the misgiving veneer the Queen marched around in.

Cress cringed at the mention of dresses. "Yes, well if it let me see you then I didn't care." She grinned and threw off the blanket to show Ellie her legs, smoothly waxed. "They put me through enough prep that makes me wonder why girls even bother!" She snickered, trying to emulate the warmth Ellie seemed to be missing. She wanted to tell her cousin that she could take down that wall, that the two were best friends and so she didn't need to cry anymore, that Cress was here and she would listen to everything Ellie had to say. Then she remembered, Heron, the red headed knight and realized that Ellie was keeping things from her servant.

"I had shorts on underneath though," Cress grinned, knowing that it was cheating. Then Ellie threatened Heron and the knight laughed. "She was perfectly pleasant," Cress said, laying her head in Ellie's lap like she used to. Then they discussed things about Cress rather than including her despite the fact that she was right there. "Hang on a minute," Cress sat up, facing the two. "I'm not leaving without you Ellie." Cress said, taking Ellie's hands. "You're my cousin! Not some stupid Princess!" Cress growled, "If you're staying then I am too!" The mention of the Queen and the collar made an odd sensation crawl up Cress's back. Not fear, hatred she believed, pure an unadulterated, a kind of hatred Cress had never felt before.

Cress was about to say something when Heron kissed her, right on the lips. She blinked, resisted but Heron pulled away and went on to kiss Ellie. So Cress punched her, "Don't touch Ellie like that!" She snapped and Heron grinned, "Jealous?" She asked and there was a knock at the door. Cautiously, Heron opened it and seeing who it was she quickly took the blonde in her arms, closing the door and resting her chin in on Shiro's head since the servant was much shorter. "Well would'ya look at this? My room is just filled with cute girls!" Shiro was pulling down on her dress, as though embarrassed by something.


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Shiro was running around, looking for the Princess. She wasn't allowed to wear shoes either, according to the Queen so her barefoot feet tapped quietly on the marble floor as she ran around, looking for her charge. She slowed, seeing Archon the tutor and a girl that Shiro recognized with startling clarity. "Aine?" She asked, eyes widening in shock. Shiro remembered that this wasn't the real Aine, that she had been looking at Aine's death certificate the other day. This was a fake, a sham. Shiro slowed, curtsying and remembered the embarrassing shortness of the dress she was wearing. She could see them avoiding staring at it, the diaper that peeked out just below the dress and Shiro's cheeks turned a bright pink.

"Yes, I'm doing much better thanks to you." Shiro said while squirming nervously. While pulling down her dress with one hand she returned fake Aine's little wave, giving the other blonde her cutest smile. "Um, the Queen was punishing me and..." she trailed off, feeling the need to explain her current predicament. "The Princess! I'll go get her!" She hurried away, tears of embarrassment pricking in her eyes. Shiro quickly wiped them away, no, she couldn't cry, she had to be a big girl. If the Queen saw Shiro crying she would punish her again.

Shiro only knew of one person who could help and so she headed across the entire castle, hurrying along and not stopping when other servants waved hello. "I'm sorry! I'm on a royal errand!" She explained and they would nod in understanding. Shiro hurried along, cutting through the garden and to the other side where the knights and knights in training slept. She stopped at the desk, a check in where knights would scan their ID chip. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Knight Heron Cheribum." Shiro said, looking up at the secretary. The man tapped in something and Shiro scanned her ID chip, following the directions he had given down the hall and through a confusing set of doors to another hall. How did anyone find their way here? Shiro wondered.

Finally, she reached the door with the hologram of Heron's name on it. The girl raised her hand, hesitated. No doubt Heron would think that Shiro was a terrible lady in waiting and would tell the queen, but Shiro had to try. She knocked twice, her hand falling to her side as she waited. The door opened, Heron grinned and pulled her inside, saying something about cute girls. "Princess!" Shiro's eyes sparkled in relief as she threw herself at her and hugged the Princess tightly. "Thank goodness I found you," she said, her blue eyes watering as she looked up at the girl. Shiro straightened, realizing that Heron must have gotten quite the view below. "Archon is looking for you."

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|| Secret ~Black Vow~ || Rin/Len (cover by SirHammet) ||




Cress knew she was lying, and Ellie wasn't particularly surprised. She knew it was impossible for her to lie to her best friend, her closest and favorite person in the world. But thankfully she decided to drop it, though Ellie knew that once they had privacy and weren't living in fear that it would happen all over again, that Cress would try to get the truth out so she could help and heal it. It was good that Heron didn't seem to do anything untoward, other than what was needed to help with the cuts and injuries with the healing salve. Cress then said her intentions, that she wasn't leaving without Ellie but as much as it pained her, she knew they'd have to part ways. Once this was all over, Ellie needed to stay behind to make sure Ashia Palace became a good and fair place. Even with the Queen dead and Itward dealt with - assuming they even got that far - they still needed a ruler to fix things, and Ellie knew that she was the only one who could do it. She was the only one who could succeed. "You're an earthling." Ellie murmured, knowing how much Cress would miss her, knowing that she'd only tear apart the hole in her cousin's heart all over again, the hole she covered up that mourned her departed father. Ellie longed for Cress's fire to melt her ice and bring her back, but she was also afraid that without her ice, she wouldn't have the resolve to rule Ourania once the rebellion was over.

And then the kiss, and then Cress punched her and Ellie suddenly felt as if she were back in school, where there was one boy who kept asking her out and wouldn't take no for an answer and Cress came to the rescue in all her might. It made Ellie feel warm even though she knew the knight didn't really mean anything by it. "Thank you, Cress, but - um - um, it's fine. She's harmless." Ellie held Cress's arm, afraid Heron would be angered but she just laughed and rubbed at her face with good cheer. "She's not like Itward. She's not like her brother." The Knight's face went sour and she groaned. "Ugh, this is the girl's room, don't even mention his name! He's trash swine. Bastard." And Ellie knew she was thinking about Nio.

And then Shiro came in, and the first thing Narcia noticed was the different collar. She would have to disable the listening device again once she got a chance. Then she saw the dress and the diaper and so she stood and shielded the blonde from Heron's leering gaze. "Hello, Shiro. It's good to see you." And then Shiro reminded her of the tutoring and knew Corren was likely already there waiting. "Thank you." The princess turned back to her cousin and her knight. "I'll come again later. Take care, Cress. Heron, don't tease her too much." The knight did her own usual joking comment as she left the room and Ellie kept hold of Shiro, ruffling her hair, hoping the kiss wasn't - wasn't - and then they returned to her room, her tutor giving her a sour stare.

"You're late. As a Princess, you should always be punctual." He said glumly, the material already prepared for this round of lessons. Ellie made an apology and then turned to Shiro. "Shiro, go change into something longer if you wish. Princess's orders." Something must have happened, bladder-related, but she couldn't ask, not with Archon here. Then with a groan she sat down, burying herself in the books once again, knowing she'd need to know all of this for when she ruled.






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Aya floated through the halls with a determined expression. She had to find Cress, she had to get to Cress and escape with her. Why was the knight at Serpy's place? Was Serpy even alive anymore? Did the knight have something to do with Cress, was Cress being tortured and she was forced to reveal Serpy as an ally? Aya didn't like that idea, she hated it, so she kept wandering, trying to find any sign of Cress, any possible hint of where she could be held. She didn't recognize the nobles that were hurting Mia, but she knew the palace was a place where Cress wasn't safe, not with Queen Nirana on the prowl.

"I need to find her." The girl whispered to herself as she searched through the corridors full of fanciness that could've been sold for money and food to feed and clothe a whole bunch of Rubbles. It was so wasteful that decorations and stuff were seen as more important than lives. Once the rebels won, once Daddy and Xion and Cress and everyone beat the Queen and all the other pigs, it'd all be worth it, wouldn't it? Cress said something about dungeons, so Aya knew that she had to find her way there. One servant stopped and gave her a strange look so Aya did her best bow, whimpering a little as it put more pressure on her special spot. "Um, um, I'm looking for the dungeons. I'm under Cherubim orders." And the servant nodded, giving her directions but still looking suspicious and questioning.

Aya knew not to reveal the Archon as her helper, and the more trouble she got Itward in the better. Maybe they could save Nio too, and give her her voice ... wait! The girl dug through her memories of the first book, the medical book. Was he researching a way to give her her voice back? Was that what Corren was doing? If so, then he was another one of the good nobles, right? He was, he had to be! Aya was going to be nicer to him, then, if he was a good guy.

She rounded another corner, heading closer to the dungeons but then she heard a voice directly behind her, a voice that made every hair on her hair prickle in fear. "How curious it is to see you here, Aine." The Queen had her razor sharp grin. "Come here, girl. A noblewoman like you shouldn't be collared and dressed like a servant. I'll give you appropriate wear." Aya shivered, terrified, squeaking. This wasn't good at all, was it? The Queen already had Cress, and now she was going to have her, wasn't she? Aya trembled. "....I-it's nice to see you, too. I'm, um..." Her mind froze and she couldn't think up a lie fast enough, so she trailed off into silence.


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"Yeah and so what?" Cress glowered, then suddenly grinned. "Don't us earthlings have a history of being far too stubborn?" She needed Ellie to understand that she wasn't just going to go away. "Auntie will be sad if you don't come back, Mom too. You might have this whole destiny planned out in your mind, but you built a bridge and came to us and now... I'll cross over it too if that's what it takes!" Heron clapped, as though it were a truly moving speech and Cress tried not to laugh. She always hated being serious and Ellie always took everything too seriously. Why didn't Ellie understand? Or maybe she was just being stubborn like always, insisting that it was better to be hurt than to hurt others. "If we succeed and you become Queen then I'll still be here, I'll be your right and left hand until you can come home." Neither girl knew it, but time passed faster on Ourania. Where it had been nearly two weeks for them, only five earth days had passed. The police had been called, there was an ongoing search for the girls who disappeared without a trace.

"You're related to Itward?" Cress raised an eyebrow and Heron didn't seem pleased so she left it alone, figuring that explained for Heron's tendency to kiss others against their will. At least she wasn't mutilating their sensitive spots or anything of the sort. Besides, it was just kissing, it wasn't exactly a big deal. Cress did it occasionally at home, sometimes to tease, sometimes because people meant something to her. When Shiro came and left with the Princess, Cress waved bye. "Don't worry Ellie, I'll save you from this fate. We'll build another bridge."

Then there were two, only Cress and Heron. When Heron wasn't looking, Cress reached over for something on the counter and fell off the bed, cursing. "Shoot," Heron said as blood seeped through the bandage on her leg. "You tore the stitches," she smiled, that evil gleam that made Cress's heart pound with worry returning. "I guess you'll just have to be my prisoner for another night." She set the collar for another twenty four hour period and Cress groaned. "I have to get back to Aya." Heron patted her head, lifting her onto the bed and preparing to fix the stitches. "Don't worry, I delivered the message so she'll know you're safe." Cress watched as she worked, cleaning and restitching with short, practiced movements. "I don't think you're really from earth." Heron mumbled and Cress narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I had to take earthen studies when I was in training as a knight, all knights have to just in case earth finds out about our existence." She scratched her hair and sat Cress up once it was done. "Your eyes," she touched Cress's cheek. "Aren't a trait that runs in earthen blood lines, even a mutation wouldn't cause it." Cress thought back, it was true she looked nothing like her family. "On Ourania it happens, although it's rare. The Dorones were famous for it, they were the fire to the royal family's ice." Cress felt like she couldn't breath. Serpina Dorones had no wife, he thought his daughter to be dead. "You're lying, that's a cruel trick to play." Cress hissed. "Aine is dead, Itward killed her."

"They never found a body. I'm sure Serpina's realized it by now." She thought back how whenever Serpina looked at her, there was pain in his eyes. "But Aine was blonde." She pointed out and Heron shrugged. "I suppose there goes that theory." Cress was breathing hard, the collar seemed to pick this up and sent a zap that made her yelp and jump. Heron put a hand over Cress's mouth, steadying her. "Usually when girls make that sound in my room it's because they're having fun." She laughed and Cress punched her in the shoulder. "There were rumors of a second Princess though. One that was the exact opposite of Ellie. She was younger so the Queen had no use for her and was going to kill her but she supposedly died at birth."


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Shiro was so glad that the Princess didn't mind her being there, interrupting whatever it was she was doing with a knight and a servant. No, Shiro's mind would not go there, not after the kiss. The Princess couldn't just go around kissing anyone though! Shiro would have to protect the Princess better. If anyone ever found out that the Princess was sneaking around to the Knight's Corridors there would be a lot of fury, most likely on Itward's part considering he was to marry Nee. Shiro followed the Princess back, padding along silently behind her. "I didn't know the Princess was into that sort of thing," someone behind them snickered and Shiro pulled down on the dress, her cheeks turning pink. She wanted to protest and say it was the Queen that had done this but she couldn't speak out unless spoken to.

Finally, they were back in the Princess's room and Shiro noticed that the fake Aine was gone. The Princess settled at her desk and Shiro put up some tea for both the Princess and Archon. Then Nee told Shiro that if she should want to she could go change. "Thank you Princess!" Shiro took that as her cue to leave and curtsied, then scurried off to go and change. She was walking down the hall when she spotted two people, the Queen and the fake Aine. Shiro's heart seized in her chest and she took a step back around the corner, listening carefully. Her heart raced and Shiro sprinted over, panting and going into a curtsy. "Excuse me my Queen." Shiro said, knowing that she was exposed again.

"What is it Shiro? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"The Princess and Aine were doing some sort of history class that involved the reenactment of the slave rebellion, naturally Aine took the part of the slave since the Princess is to dignified to play such a role." She explained hastily, hoping that the Queen wouldn't catch the lie, that Shiro would have appeared so breathless and out of sorts that the collar wouldn't give anything away. The Queen sighed and shook her head, "Why didn't you say so Aine? Why did you leave?"

"She wanted to make tea even though I insisted it's my job." Shiro stood, avoiding eye contact and looking at the floor as a servant was supposed to do. "Very well, I have a meeting I must attend to." Then she knelt down whispering in Shiro's ear, "Big girls don't cry over little things." Shiro hadn't realized there were tears in her eyes until the Queen pointed them out. Quickly Shiro wiped them away and curtsied until the Queen and her lady in waiting passed them. "This way, quickly." Shiro took Aine's hand and led the girl to her bedroom. It wasn't big and glorious like the Princess's, but it was bigger than the home of a rubble. "Please, sit down." Shiro pulled out the chair by her vanity and then took a seat on her bed. She had a bit of time to spare considering the Princess was at a lesson and Shiro had yet to change out of the dress the Queen put her in.

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It wasn't as if she didn't know her earth family was going to miss her. Ellie missed them terribly, she missed the warmth of that home, she missed the nature and the love that was all but absent in Ourania. Cress, even if Cress wanted to stay and be her right hand, even if Ellie secretly liked that idea, deep down would love to have someone from earth remain to prove that those years existed, she couldn't. She couldn't just tear Cress away from everything she's ever known, into a strange world she never should've had to go to. And to make matters worse, Narcia insisted that Cress coming here was fate, that it was destiny. Narcia knew Cress had a part to play, a role that only she could fulfill. A spark to start the fires of revolution, to melt away the ice and bring about equality. Ellie wasn't sure what she thought of that. Every fire could eventually burn out, right?

Once in her room, with Shiro running off to change. "The topic for today is the most recent slave rebellion." Corren said, eyeing Narcia carefully, trying to test her reactions. This was a topic of great interest for both Ellie and Narcia - they both wanted to know what happened in the time she was on earth, to know what had changed. But Ellie was confused, the papers in front of her all spoke of something different, just more economics - but then she knew. Corren was doing something. "Interesting. Begin the lecture, tutor." Was this his way to show support for the cause, or was he playing at something else entirely?

So began the lecture. And as expected, it began with Aine, as did everything. Aine's legacy was what would start everything, this slow slide of rebellion. Ellie wanted to press her security module but apparently Corren had already done so, so there was no risk of being overheard. This was before Serpina Dorones's sudden change in personality. Aine was taken for ransom by the first wave of rebels as a young child where she saw how badly they lived and how harsh their lives were, she decided to ally with them. Her charm and charisma and wit allowed her to gather allies and support - befriending the then head of the Archon family as well as the head of the Cherubim family. She befriended Xion and was behind the first attack on the Untouchable Tier, resulting in Narcia being sent to Earth. The rebellion lost, with Xion's family being put up as scapegoats and killed.

So Aine waited, biding her time as the Queen grew crueler and crueler with the temporary loss of her daughter, making Aine grow hasty and paranoid, more determined to fix things. It was then that Itward made his move, allying with the Seraphim family, unknowing of his father's role in the attack. Two years after the first attack, there were two incidents: many servants within the castle rose up and attacked, forcing the King and Queen out of the palace where private militaries of several noble houses attacked, trying to kill off the Seraphim family. Itward and Heron Cherubim lead the defense of the royal family, the King becoming badly injured, but the Archon and Cherubim family heads were killed, a few other noble houses were completely wiped out and turned into new servants, Xion fled to the Tower Tier, and Aine was captured and given to Itward, with Heron as his right hand in the battle.

Then Itward's stratagems began. All the families that were found helping Aine in her second attempt were in trouble, so Itward had his sisters married off one by one, to gain their support and loyalty. Paranoia and hatred grew in his mind with the absence of his father, knowing the Seraphim were to blame, and his mental condition degraded further with Heron's betrayal and splitting off from the family. Although the Seraphim still rule, the Cherubim now held a lot of influence. As a side effect, the once powerful Dorones had grown weaker and Serpina seemed to have a change of heart, releasing his servants and taking in volunteers instead.

Once the info dump was complete, Ellie had a grim expression. Corren stood up, packing the papers and textbooks. "Your homework assignment, Princess, is to point out where Aine's plan went wrong, and what she could have done to win. I expect you to have found the answer when I come tomorrow." And with that, her tutor left, and Ellie was stuck wondering exactly what he was doing? Something this wasn't something a neutral party would do... right?



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Aya felt sick, she didn't know what to do. She was going to be hurt and made into a servant for real, not like Archon, but she'd be hurt and have a chip and she could never go and see her Daddy again, could she? She was going to be made into a gift for Itward and then - and then - but Aya was scared, she wanted to cry, she didn't know how to save herself from the Queen's leering stare. If this was it, if this was how it was going to go, she was going to be strong like Cress, she was going to fight. So her hand went to her wrist, to her concealed Gravity Drive and then something strange happened. Shiro, Narcia's lady in waiting had come and then she spoke to Queen Nirana, making up lies to try and save her. Aya wanted to tell her no, to make her not do it, that she had it under control but she couldn't bring up the strength to speak and she felt bad. Once again she had to be protected by someone, this time the tiny servant girl.

She was a rebel, wasn't she? She was Cress's teammate, and yet she couldn't, she failed to help save Cress again. The taller blonde wanted to cry, she didn't want to be this weak, Shiro, her savior in diapers was terrified and yet she managed to lie and be strong anyways. So Aya's hand was taken by Shiro and she was led through the halls into what seemed to be Shiro's room, still much fancier than anything Aya was used to back in the Rubble tier, though she knew this luxury was at a heavy price. This tiny girl probably never knew freedom, did she?

"Thank you, Shiro!" Aya collapsed in relief, hugging the smaller girl once it was safe and then she sat down in the chair - complete with a very soft cushion on the seat that made her bottom feel nice even though it was healing up. "You saved me!" Then Aya remembered, she had to be Aine now, she had to pretend, so she moved her hair to try and hide her servant collar. "Aine Dorones gives you her thanks!"

But Aya knew there was still something she had to do, but as she was, it was impossible. Her mission was to find and get Cress out of here, whatever it took. They were a team, after all! So Aya leaned in closer to the girl, still seated in the super chair. "Have you seen a girl with really fiery eyes? She's - she's my half sister, Auna!" Aya didn't want to lie but she had to, didn't she? "She was at the ball, and is friends with the princess! Do you know where she is? Ay- Aine wants to talk to her." Maybe, maybe she wasn't being hurt yet, maybe there was still something Aya could do to help her.


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"That can't be," Shiro shook her head, not wanting to believe it. She had come from earth, her mother had pictures of her as a baby! She grew up exploring nature with her dad, the dad whose face becoming a vague shadow as every day passed. She tried to understand him through his love of nature, but every day he seemed more like a distant dream and it killed her. Could it be possible that the King was her father? That, that wicked witch of a Queen was her mother. It didn't seem fair, Cress didn't want that connection, she didn't want to be related to that venomous woman who sunk her claws into servants and turned them into her playthings. What if the Queen had known? Would she have still tortured her and sent her away to be Itward's concubine? Would she lock her away and try to teach her to be a Princess like Ellie?

The thought made her shake. "Hey," Heron hugged her but Cress couldn't speak. She felt some sort of crippling pain that kept her jaw shut. What if it was worse? What if the Queen had known the whole time and didn't care? What if she had really wanted Cress, her possible daughter, dead? "Oy, speak to me!" Heron slapped her cheek gently, trying to get Cress to come back. Cress had never felt like this, this overwhelming sensation of dread closing in on her and making her feel like she couldn't breathe. "Cress! Get a hold of yourself!" She punched her hard under the chin and Cress's head flew back. She bit down hard on her tongue, the coppery taste of blood flowing into her mouth. "Ow, what'd you did that for!" Cress yelled, propping herself up on her elbows. "Because you wouldn't answer me!"

Heron calmed and helped Cress sit up again. "Here, let me take care of that," and then Heron was kissing her again, sucking off the blood from her tongue. Cress pushed her away, "I can take care of it myself." She muttered, wiping her mouth with the back of her arm. Heron grinned, "A fine job you've done taking care of yourself so far." She laughed and pat Cress's head. "I'm gonna go get us some lunch," Cress muttered something along the lines of, "Yeah whatever." And watched the Knight leave. Cress sighed and lay on the bed, pulling the blanket over her head as she waited. The door opened and Cress sat up, expecting it to be Heron. "Back already?" She asked and sat up, then blushed furiously as she realized it wasn't Heron at all, but a boy, one of the Knights.

"Um, sorry. Wrong room," he started and fumbled. "This is Heron's room if that's who you're looking for." She replied, thankful that her collar was hidden by the shirt she was wearing. "She just went to get lunch she'll be-" She winced cursing, feeling a sudden pain. He stepped forward, steadying Cress so that she could lie down again. "Are you alright?" He asked, his eyes an innocent green. "Yeah, fine." Cress lied despite the pain. She would have to ask Heron for more of that tea. "Can you not move your legs?"

"I'm crippled," Cress replied since it was technically the current truth. "Oh," he went silent. "I didn't know Heron was into that sort of thing...." She noticed the sneaky smile and Cress blushed. "It's not what you think! I'm her niece," she lied and somehow, lying came easy, as though she had done it her whole life. He laughed again, "Not with those eyes you're not." What was with these people? "So, care to tell me who you really are and what you're doing sleeping in Heron's bed?"

"Leave her alone Finnley." Heron warned, holding the tray in one hand and her sword in another. "I was just poking fun," he stood, waggling his eyebrows. "I knew you were into girls, but I didn't think you were into crippled girls." Heron grinned, putting the tray down. "I already told you, I'm the savior of cute girls everywhere!" she hugged Cress to her, grinning madly. Cress brushed her off. "Anyways Finnely, what are you doing in here?"

"I figured I'd ask you to lunch but I see you've already found a date." Heron nodded as though this made sense. "Wait, don't get the wrong idea-" Cress tried but Heron cut her off. "Well you can join us if you'd like, but you've got to get your own food. I only brought enough for us." He smiled again, saying that it was a deal and running off to get his lunch. A scene from a movie popped into Cress's head and all she could think was, 'you can't sit with us.'


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Shiro smiled, "I know the Queen can be scary, but she's really nice!" The training was evident in that moment as well as the signs of obvious abuse by the Queen. Shiro frowned, but she was not allowed to make any comments on the happenings of noble woman and if this girl was who Serpina picked to replace Aine then Shiro had no place to say anything. She had much respect for Serpina Dorones and no doubt he missed his daughter after her death and the death of his wife. Shiro reached forward and unstrapped the collar, allowing it to fall into her hands. "I can lend you a dress if you'd like?" Shiro stood and went to the closet, her diaper showing again. She wiggled out of the dress, revealing some sort of weird belt around it with a lock so she couldn't take it off. The Queen had the key naturally.

Shiro changed into a dress that was floor length, appropriate for the lady in waiting and went back to sit across from Aine. "A girl with fiery eyes?" Shiro tried to recall, thinking back and shaking her head. "I saw one leaving earlier," Shiro didn't realize that Aya was looking for a girl with actual red eyes, she thought she may have just been looking for someone that was really passionate. Shiro hadn't recognized Cress as Auna due to the disguise she had been wearing last time, she had simply thought it was a servant Heron had taken for herself. Shiro tried to think though, who else could have fiery eyes? There weren't any servants like that, except maybe the new ones that hadn't yet gone through training.

"At the ball with fiery eyes." Shiro tapped a finger to her chin thoughtfully and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can't recall seeing Auna anywhere. The last time I saw her she was leaving the castle. If you'd like I could take you back to Archon?" There was a knock at the door, Archon poked his head inside. "I figured you might have been in here. Come along," he said to the blonde and Shiro tipped her head to the side curiously. "I have to return to my Princess's side, but it was nice talking to you." Shiro smiled. For a moment her thoughts dipped away and she wondered what it must have been like to be free, to travel through the tiers as you wished with no fear of consequence.

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What was Aine's mistake that lead to her death? Ellie pondered this question, turning it over in her head many many times. She knew Corren was trying to help her look at history, to look at the failed rebellion and to try to do right what Aine failed to, to fix what she couldn't. Learning from history's mistakes to forge a path to a better, brighter future. What was Aine's flaw? The princess had no idea, but she knew this was important. Before she made her move, she had to figure this out somehow. Unfortunately, Ellie knew that her position currently was weaker than Aine's was when she was at her height. If she played her cards and made her move, it would definitely fail. More allies, Ellie needed more support and power. She needed to gain Heron and Corren to firmly join her side, and maybe even reluctantly work with Itward if she wanted to take out Queen Nirana.

Before she could puzzle through it further, her phone sounded. Ellie picked it up - Serpina Dorones. His voice was full of worry and panic, no doubt for Cress - but what she didn't expect was for the fake Aine to be missing as well. "They vanished, Narcia." Serpina's eyes were pointed and he was afraid, terribly afraid. "What's happening? Heron came and said Cress would be returning soon, but all that's left of Aya is her bike! Please tell me you know something!" A little pang of worry for the little blonde was in her chest, the one she gave to Itward, but she had no idea where she could be whatsoever. Ellie did explain Cress's situation, which helped abate the panic a little. "I'll keep an ear out for Aya." Ellie promised and closed the call.

And then Shiro returned, wearing something to obscure the diaper, a long flowing dress that reached the floor. Ellie smiled at her as the door closed and before she could do anything else, she once again pressed the button to short out the listening device on Shiro's collar so they could speak freely. "Hello. I hope you're feeling better, Shiro." With some hesitation she patted her head and then decided to get to work, this time upgrading the security module with the supplies she had left. It didn't take long - upgrading was easier than making something from scratch - and now she had something that replaced any noise gathered from listening devices with garbage data. This method was safer overall, since there was less risk of doing damage to the extraneous tech that might cause problems with the collars. There was a bit of loneliness in the girl's eyes as she returned to the bed, missing Cress - she'd missed Shiro dearly as well. "Did you enjoy your time off? I can give you more whenever you wish for it, Shiro."

Narcia was back to being slightly distant with the girl, even though she wanted to try and be friendly as before. Honestly, both halves of the princess was ashamed at forcing a kiss on her and still didn't know how to face her for it.



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Aya was unsure how she felt about the collar leaving her, though she smiled a little as little Shiro removed it. While it was a sign of servitude, it was also what allowed Corren to protect her, right? She also didn't know what to make of this - how could anyone believe that the Queen was a kind person? How delusional and messed up were these people? Nice people were people like Daddy, who loves and protected her, not like the Queen, who only hurt and stomped on everyone around her. Evil noble, the worst of them all. "Thank you." Aya said, trying to be formal and as Aine-ish as she could. She walked to the dress, eyes drawn to the belt that was locked onto the servant girl, keeping the diaper in place. "I'll return it once I can."

A girl with fiery eyes was leaving earlier. Leaving? Was Cress safe then, maybe, or was she being given to Itward again? The girl didn't know, but she didn't want Cress to get hurt. She wanted to find her, to get her and save her but she didn't know what to do. Aya wasn't a hero, she wasn't cool like Cress was, strong like Cress was. So the girl didn't see Auna - Cress, either. "It's okay, Shiro. Thank you for the help." And then Archon came in, not surprised at Aya in a dress and the lack of a collar and then Aya waved a goodbye to the servant and followed after the sandy-haired man's footsteps.

"Sorry, did you find the Princess?" Aya asked and Archon nodded curtly. He was really a stuffy person, huh? He didn't react to many things at all - always having an attitude as if he knew everything before it happened, but something like that was silly, right? Nothing seemed to surprise him and Aya had a strange feeling Corren was planning something in his head, but she couldn't possibly know what. "Thank you for teaching me to read! I'll be very good at it!" She tried to be bubbly and friendly like with Cress but she missed her bike, she missed her cool friend.

"I have many things for us to read." He said as they re-entered the Archon Estate, going directly into his room. As Aya saw the piles of books shoved in front of her, the girl wondered if it was possible to die of too many words. He guided her through it, some book about medicinal herbs and things like that but the long sciency names of each thing confused her. But for some reason, Corren was nice and patient and helped her through it, treating her like a child, praising her each time she did it right, and lightly scolding each time she messed up. Still, even though she liked learning to read, Aya still wanted Cress. Where was she? Was she being hurt again?


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"So who is she really?" Finnely asked as he sat down. Cress was on the bed, facing them and Heron was beside her, feeding her even though Cress insisted for the millionth time that she could do it herself. "My servant," Heron smiled, "Although all she's really good for is getting into fights." Cress glowered, "She tried to take on five nobles by herself." Heron pat Cress's head affectionately. "I thought you said you were crippled?" Finnely asked curiously, quirking a brow. "Well she is now as her punishment." Cress scoffed and Heron elbowed her, causing Cress to fell over since she couldn't balance herself. She nearly fell on top of Finnley. "Whoa girl, I know Finnley's a womanizer but he's betrothed." Heron laughed, straightening the fiery eyed girl. "I already told you what happened!" Cress snapped, feeling her cheeks heating up. She sighed and crossed her arms, recounting the tale. "I couldn't just let them beat this poor girl up, especially since her only punishment was being born in the wrong tier."

"I think you were too, you should be a knight!" He laughed and Heron hit him on the head with her sheathed sword. His laugh turned into a groan as his fingers touched the sore spot. "Cress would be a terrible knight! She's much better suited to serve me." Finnely shook his head, drinking the tea he had made. "Yes, she'd probably have a much better life style with a Master that spoils her rather than having to be on the front lines." Cress blushed again, disliking how they talked about her rather than to her. "I'm right here," she grumbled as Heron spooned a piece of cake and held it out to her. Cress opened her mouth and closed down on the spoon, trying the weird confection that had a pulled sugar spider on top. "What is this? It's delicious." Cress licked her lips, wanting more. Heron was glad to feed it to her. "It's called spider cake and it's made of a special powder they find in the outer reaches. No one's allowed to leave Ashia Palace but there's a select group of servants that are there that harvest it and send it here for us to enjoy."

"You say it like she doesn't know already." Finnley rolled his eyes and took a bite from his spider cake. "It's because she's been very sheltered," Heron said as though it was a tragedy. Finnley abruptly stood up, pulling out a knife and cutting the bandages on Cress's hand. "What are you doing!" She screamed, pulling away but it was too late, the symbol of the Queen was revealed. "Want to tell me what's really going on?" He asked with narrowed eyes. Cress looked away, her lips pressed tightly together. "I'm from earth," she admitted. Heron hissed, as though Cress shouldn't have just outright said it. Finnley's eyes lit up and he took Cress's hands in his, pulling her towards him. "Tell me more, tell me everything you know about it!"

"Finnley here has an obsession with earth." Heron laughed dryly and slapped his hands away. "You can look, but don't touch." She got up to go get some more bandages and Cress took the opportunity to feed herself the rest of the cake. "Alright, but I'm only gonna tell you once so you'd better listen." Cress proceeded to explain things to him, the good, the bad, the beautiful trees and the endless sky that you couldn't see stars through during the daytime and how they shone at night, incomparable to any other solar system.


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Shiro could feel Aine's eyes looking at it and she tried to not feel self conscious. "You can keep it for as long as you need," Shiro replied with a smile. She watched Aine leave with Archon and wondered if they were meant to be betrothed and that's why they were together. That didn't explain the collar though, which Archon had taken with him. Shiro went to the Princess's room and stood beside her. "Yes Princess, I'm feeling much better thank you for your concern." Shiro curtsied, feeling much better in a dress that concealed everything, including the slight signs of abuse on her waist from the servants forcing her into her new body wear.

Shiro had to go to the bathroom terribly but she tried to hold it the best she could. If she went, she wouldn't be a big girl anymore. She remained composed despite the pain in her bladder, her smile and posture perfect. "There's no need for that, I had so much time I didn't even know what to do with it." She had taken a bath and after that had ended up in the sick bay for a broken collar. "My collar broke though, so I ended up in the sick bay until they could fix it." She didn't say anything about the punishment, about the humiliation of warm yellow liquid flowing between her legs.

Shiro could tell that the Princess was being a bit distant, but she didn't know why. "I'll fetch your dinner," Shiro said and to the door to pick up the tray. "Please excuse the unusual timing." Shiro placed the tray on the table, her bladder quivering. No, she couldn't, not here at least, not when she was working. She set out the lunch and prepared tea, the sound of water making her put the teapot down. "Your dinner is ready Princess."

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Finnely, who at this point she simply thought of as Finn, seemed in awe. He swore not to tell a soul that she was there and Cress smiled, trusting him for now. Heron chased him out afterwards, saying it was time for Cress's bath and Finn jokingly asked if he could help to with Heron hit him over the head with a sword again. "I can do it myself," Cress murmured as Heron undressed her and ran the bath, carrying Cress to it and letting her soak inside. She propped one of Cress's legs up though so that the girl didn't have the water sinking into her wound. "You keep saying that, but you're like a little kid the way you keep letting me." Heron laughed and Cress used her hands to push her away. "Don't watch!" She covered her hands over her chest, "It's embarrassing." So Heron left and Cress washed herself, scrubbing her hair and body, washing away the blood from the cuts.

When a good amount of time had passed and the water was growing cold Heron came and lifted her out, drying Cress and redressing her. "Do these have to be so lacy?" Cress asked and Heron laughed, "my room, my rules. Remember? Besides, you look cuter in them." Cress blushed again, knowing that tomorrow night she would be free. Tomorrow night she would get to go back to Aya and Serpina and come up with a plan for the rebellion. No doubt Aya was getting incredibly worried and Cress felt guilty. "Say, is there anyway to send a message to someone with a gravity drive?" Heron shook her head, "No, but I can find her citizen ID number and then we can send her a message through the holo." Heron pulled out a laptop, "It's a knight's job to protect Ashia Palace. What's her name?"

"Aya, I don't have a last name."

"That's alright, do you have a description?" Cress described Aya the best she could and Heron typed it in, the two scrolling through dozens of pictures until they found the one that matched Aya. "That's her!" Cress shouted and they stopped. "I've got her holo number, I'll dial it for you." Heron handed the holo to her and Cress eagerly waited for her to pick up, but it didn't, it went to voice mail. "Hey Aya," Cress smiled, clear relief in her eyes. "I'm okay, listen, you need to get back to Xion in the Tower Tier. Take that rubble with you too, I'll meet you there as soon as I can. Alright? I'll see you soon, I promise." Cress turned the holo off and handed Heron's phone back to her. "Thanks, that was a great help."

"You're with the rebellion?" Heron asked and Cress nodded her head. She hadn't realized Xion was a well known figure. "Yeah, how else am I supposed to bring Ellie home?" Heron looked pained, she rubbed the bridge of her nose and pushed something on Cress's collar. "I'm sorry, you need to leave." The feeling in Cress's legs returned as well as the pain. "Thank you Heron-"

"Go!" She pushed Cress out and the girl stumbled down the hall, wearing nothing but panties and one of Heron's shirts. She limped her way towards where she thought the exit was and realized she had no idea where she was going. Cress hissed in pain, leaning against a wall and panting from exertion. "What are you doing here miss?" A servant stood before her. "You were delivered to Itward's if my memory serves correctly." Fear crept down Cress's spine and she felt a shock from her collar. "No, you have to let me go I-"

"The Queen won't be happy to see you here." Cress cried out in agony, begging to be let go. Her screams of pain made Knights open their doors, looking outside and murmuring at what they believed was a servant being disciplined. "Gah!" Cress cried out, ripping the collar off. She stood while she could, knowing the chip in her back wasn't going to be too happy, and leaped onto the servant, grabbing at their collar, feral. A knight grabbed Cress, putting her in a chokehold as the servant panted, standing and putting Cress's collar back on. Cress tried to find Heron, but realized with sinking clarity that she wasn't there. Heron wouldn't be back to help her this time.

When Cress awoke she was back in the Cherubim household, Nio attending to the burn marks. Cress tried to talk but her voice felt weird, as though it weren't there at all. Nio shook her head looking sad and pointed to the collar. Cress wiggled, trying to take it off, but she couldn't move. She would get herself out of this, Cress wasn't going to be hurt by him again.


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Shiro shook her head, "It's fine Princess." Shiro was shaking at this point. She remained calm though, sitting across from the Princess and eating with her like the Princess had ordered her to last week. She couldn't hold it in any longer, Shiro thought she was about to burst. She felt a tiny trickle, no, she couldn't. If she peed the Queen would know, she would make Shiro wear another one so she had to hold it in, she had to prove that she was a big girl so that she could continue to serve Princess Nee. Shiro was glad that the Princess didn't mind the timing, she was happy for the praise.

Then the Princess grabbed her and took her outside, flying. "I'm sorry!" Shiro mewled in pain, releasing her bladder. Shiro felt so bad, she didn't want to do this in front of the Princess. Thankfully the wind kept it soundless and the diaper stored it. "I-I had to pee, but the Queen said if I didn't hold it in until she unlocked it I wouldn't get to wear panties again." Shiro whimpered, "When my collar malfunctioned it sent a shock and I couldn't hold it in so I peed on the bed and she said unless I stopped acting like a little girl she would make me wear trainers." Shiro was terribly embarrassed to tell the Princess this.

"But I couldn't hold it," she felt as though she let the Princess down. "I guess I really am a little girl. I'm sorry Princess," she wasn't befitting to serve royalty. "Please punish me as you see fit."

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Ellie glared hard at Shiro, finding breathing difficult as she digested the information. Maybe seeing Cress had done it, but she had a rare fire in her eyes that burned with anger. Her grip on Shiro tightened as the two flew above the palace, as the rippling wings raged past them, reflecting the fury in Ellie that was usually encased in ice and carefully stowed away. This was too far, the Queen was unacceptable, further hurting Shiro while convincing the poor girl that she deserved it. Normally, Ellie prided on her ability to keep a level head but perhaps the strain was too much. "Listen to each word carefully, Shiro. And these are my absolute orders." Ellie's voice, despite her fire, were colder than dry ice, each word sending chills down her own spine. "I order you to whole-heartedly believe everything I am about to say." She gave Shiro a hard stare before she started.

"Anyone would pee if their bladder was full and they were electrocuted. I would have peed. The Queen would have peed. It's a biological function due to how your body reacts when shocked. Anyone. Would. Have. Urinated. Therefore, it is not your fault." She shook the girl in the air, trying to get her to understand, to make her see sense for once, even if it was impossible, even if she was already too broken. "You're an innocent victim, and you deserve none of what my mother does to you. And I will save you, I'll save everyone. Believe it, Shiro." There was a clear threat in her voice that scared Ellie and she wasn't sure if it was actually Narcia speaking or not. "If you ever blame yourself for any of this again, I'll take it as proof that you value the Queen's word over mine. And that you couldn't care less about me. Do you understand? Are are you too broken to comprehend?"

Maybe a little roughly, Ellie returned Shiro to her room and tossed her onto the bed. "Don't. Move." She ordered and then she hiked the dress up to find the belt locking the diaper in place. She examined it then went to her electric knife, squeezing the hilt to generate electricity to heat up the blade. Once the tip glowed orange, Ellie shut off the electric current and touched the tip, yelping in pain as her finger burned and blistered. She then cut through the belt with the knife, melting through the belt like butter, tossing the diaper into the trash. Not even bothering to look, the princess wiped Shiro clean. "Get dressed." She commanded.


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"Hello, Aine." The voice Aya never wanted to hear again and she couldn't even cry or scream because of the silence pill. Corren had an expression she'd never seen before - an apologetic, almost helpless expression yet he did nothing to try and fight against Itward. No one could, it was impossible, it was hopeless and when Itward caressed her leg and told Corren to enter, he did so as obediently as a dog. The door was shut behind them and Aya felt pain ripple through her as her catheter filled with a yellow liquid - the fear from being seen by Itward again was too much and she tried to struggle against the cuffs but she couldn't. "How curious that you've found this girl, Corren." Itward glanced at his brother with a voracious smirk. "I want to see the marks."

So he tore the dress off, making sure to touch the girl as much as he could, only to find the residual bruises from his session with her, as well as the special spot being treated with the weird cast-pad thing and the tube thing, filled with pee. Aya wanted to cry, she wanted to beg the nicer noble for help but she knew he wouldn't do anything, because she was just a Rubble and nobles always helped each other first. Serpy was the only one who was nice. "She's not Aine." Corren's voice was quiet but Aya saw the way his fist was tightly clenched. "Aine's dead. You already killed her." And Itward shook his head, a manic grin. "No, she's Aine. She's definitely Aine."

And then the phone built into her gravity drive activated. A message. Itward slid the bracelet off of her tiny wrist and Cress's voice echoed through, making his smile grow wider. "See? She's definitely Aine. She's working with Xion." Itward then moved aside, pushing Corren forward, closer to the now naked Aya who shivered and tried to close her eyes, wishing she could at least scream or beg or anything. "Punish her, brother. Make it hurt." Corren stared at Itward but then thought better of it, turning to face the girl who had gone limp, knowing to simply accept her fate. "Pull out the catheter, and then touch her. She's small - just your type, right?"

But Corren hesitated, his hand was shaking and the head of the Cherubim family laughed and then smiled. "Want me to show you how it's done? I'd be glad to do it again." And then Corren Archon mouthed an apology but his eyes knew he wouldn't be forgiven and then he ripped the catheter out, balloon deflated and Aya couldn't even cry because it hurt too much and she shivered, unable to even scream as terrible pain made its way through her. And then her teacher leaned in to touch her and kiss but he had somehow put a pill in his mouth and transferred it to Aya, letting it dissolve in her mouth. Aya felt dizzy and tired within seconds, twitching from the pain.

Itward's phone. The evil man picked up. "Oh, you found Cress?" He flashed a cruel smile in Aya's direction, the last thing she saw before drifting off, succumbing to the sleeping pill. "Time to have some fun at home, then."


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Cress was shaking with rage, she continued to try an get out, her back arching, body wiggling. Nio tried to get her to calm down but Cress's rage was unquenchable. She was upset at herself, upset at Ellie, upset at Heron, upset at this whole damn planet except for Aya who was too pure for any rage to be directed at her. She struggled and tried to scream and push Nio away but Cress couldn't move. There was a knock at the door and Nio went to get it. It was a Doctor who pulled on a pair of gloves. "What Master Cherubim requested is finally ready." He injected Cress in the neck and the girl's body went limp. No, she didn't want more augmentations, she wanted to be human but as the injection began to work the fight left her body.

It wasn't for pain, there was nothing to stop the terrible sensation of the augmentations digging into her skin. The injection was so that her muscles would relax and she couldn't resist. She felt the metal digging into her, the blood trickling down her spine. She couldn't see what was done but the injection to connect the chip was put in last. Finally, Nio held up a mirror so Cress could see the rabbit ears and a little fluffy tail. Cress's nose was bleeding, which was a normal side effect of augmentation. Nio wiped it up and winced, jumping when the front door opened and slammed shut.

He was back, here to torture her again. Nio did something, she made Cress swallow a pill that reversed the effects and she could move again. So Cress struggled once more, this time on the ground as Nio changed the sheets of Itward's bed. Cress was desperate, she rolled against the dresser, pushing her arms up and down in a painful way to try and saw between the binds but it wasn't normal cloth; there were strips of thin, flexible metal digging into her skin. When Nio saw what she was trying to do the girl's eyes widened. Cress's collar went off and her back arched, this time in pain. Somehow, the tiny girl managed to get Cress back onto the bed. The shirt and underwear she had borrowed from Heron had been taken, leaving Cress in something that matched the augments. Nio put the stuff in a box to send back to Heron, giving it to a servant with written directions.

He was getting closer, Cress's heart pounded and she could hear it. She wanted it to stop, she wanted him to go away so that she had more time to escape. Nio shook her head sadly as Cress's collar went off again, ceasing her struggles for her. She was breathing hard, her heart slowly going back to its normal rate so that the collar would stop shocking her. Anymore and it could've risked giving Cress a heart attack.


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Shiro felt so ashamed that she couldn't meet the Princess's eyes. She was shaking, no doubt Nee agreed with the Queen and thought Shiro was a little girl, no doubt she was wishing she had a lady in waiting that was more mature and fit to serve. She would probably send Shiro away and then Shiro would go do that terrible place that servants never returned from. She didn't want to go there, Shiro had heard so many terrible rumors and she was afraid that they'd be true. When the Princess's words reached her, Shiro's head snapped up. She braced herself for being dismissed. Maybe the Princess would simply let herself go from up here and she'd fall down through the tiers until her body was broken, landing in the water below. Just like Aine.

She listened of course, hanging onto Nee's every word. The Princess didn't need to order her to, Shiro was so glad, so glad that her shoulders slumped in relief. It was normal, she said; that meant Shiro wasn't a little girl, it meant that the Queen's punishment was unjustified. "I believe you Princess," Shiro said quietly. Her entire life had been spent believing that every punishment she deserved, that if she did something wrong she deserved it and if she tried to lie she would have to repent. She had spent her life cowering in fear of punishment, wanting to be praised like a dog that had fetched the paper for its owner. Shiro was no different, she was a dog primped to jump at her master's every word, to hang on to it like it was her salvation.

They were floating down now. Shiro held on tightly, although her grip was generally weak so it wasn't enough to hurt. She wasn't dead, she hadn't been let go of and thrown to the ground like the dead rebel. She was shaking with a sense of relief she had never felt before. There were tears in her eyes and Shiro threw her hands over her mouth to keep from making any sound. They were on the ground again and she was shaking so badly that she hid her hands in the folds of her dress. The Princess suddenly grabbed her, returning Shiro to her room and pushing her down onto the bed. Shiro whimpered when she was practically thrown onto the mattress. What was happening? She didn't understand.

Nee had some sort of tools that she used, burning her finger trying to make it work. "Princess!" Shiro tried to stop her, her face turning pink in shame. Then the belt was off and the Princess ripped the wet diaper off, leaving Shiro exposed on the bed. She wiped her down gently, then ordered Shiro to get dressed. Shiro sat up, rushing to her closet to grab a pair of panties and put her feet into them. "Princess, please let me take care of your wound!" She urged and sat the girl down on her bed to do her best to clean and wrap the burn. "Thank you." Shiro said quietly as she walked, a silent sort of gratitude in her expression.

"I was so scared you thought that I was a little girl and wouldn't befit your service. I didn't want to tell because I thought you'd dismiss me."

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Ellie - or perhaps it was Narcia - was glad, incredibly glad that for once, Shiro seemed to understand. She only hoped that this enlightenment would last, that her tyrant of a mother wouldn't override this with something new, or that the old training was too ingrained to let this belief fade. Shiro was fragile beyond anything Ellie had ever seen; she couldn't just let her continue to be broken. It wasn't right, it wasn't right at all - but maybe this was the first step to fixing things. Save Shiro, save the world? If only such a thing were true.

Shiro was free from the horrid diaper at the very least and the first thing the girl did - after changing into underwear - was offer to clean the wound. "Thank you, Shiro." Ellie returned to her usual friendliness as she watched her friend treat the burn on her finger, cleaning it and wrapping it up. The girl let out a little sigh of relief - it was hurting a bit more than she'd like to admit. Shiro's touch was delicate and dainty as her finger was fixed up. And then Shiro explained her fears, her worries of dismissal so Ellie pulled the girl into a hug - a hug that Narcia, surprisingly, approved of, which made Ellie worry if these two halves were melting together into one consciousness - and patted the back of Shiro's head. "I won't ever dismiss you. And if anyone ever tells you that I did, that person is lying. So please don't ever be afraid of telling me anything."

And then something beeped on Ellie's phone - a sign that her camera picked up someone's movements. The princess pulled up the camera and she saw the Queen so Ellie rapidly pushed Shiro to the floor, placing her in a kneeling position just in time for Qheen Nirana to enter, looking smug as ever. "Daughter dear, this servant here is -" But Ellie interrupted her with her most pleasant icy smile. "Under my jurisdiction, I believe. I need the practice if I wish to one day take your place, mother." She was using Shiro as a footrest and guilt was rising inside of her despite the lie. "From now on, I'd like to be in charge of Shiro's punishments and other needs. I assume that won't be a problem?"

The way the Queen stared at her in chilly silence made Ellie's heart thump a little, though she didn't let it show. But at last her mother relented their silent staring contest. "If that's as you wish, Narcia." She then turned her gaze on the lady-in-waiting. "From now on, her transgressions will be paid by you. Do you accept this responsibility?"

Ellie nodded her head wholeheartedly. "Yes, mother." The ice girl wasn't sure if this was a victory or not, but at the very least, the Queen wouldn't be able to directly punish Shiro through normal means now. Nirana then turned and left after checking the diaper and Ellie assuring her that she punished Shiro quite heavily already. Once privacy was returned, Ellie let the doors close and took her feet off of Shiro's back. "...I'm sorry. It had to be done. I hope you understand."


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When Aya woke up she was still stuck in Corren Archon's room and her gravity drive was unfortunately absent. Itward probably had it again. She had a new tube in her and oddly enough there was no pain. She was dressed in simple servant clothes yet again and a collar was placed over her throat just like before. Aya remembered her teacher's hands on her body, her teacher's face as he ripped the first tube out, and the girl curled up and shivered and cried, wanting to go back home to her Daddy, wanting for this horrible nightmare to stop, wanting to find Cress and escape to some happy place.

Corren betrayed her. He listened to Itward and hurt her and did bad things and put her to sleep and the girl was convinced he did horrible things while she was asleep and vulnerable. That was just how things worked, right? There was never any nice people, other than Cress and Serpy and Daddy, everyone was bad and a liar and wanted to hurt her. The blonde rebel whimpered, knowing she was trapped again, knowing she shouldn't ever trust anyone. And when Corren Archon returned to his room, with a tray full of cookies, Aya gave him her best angry face, eyes glimmering with hurt and sadness and broken trust. "I believed in you." She whispered, trying to make herself as small as she could. "I thought you might've been a good person. But you're just like everyone else." Aya looked away, wishing her arms were free so she could bury her head in them and hide from the world. "I want to go home. I want to see Cress.

"..I won't deny that I'm just as bad as the others." Corren murmured, but his eyes were red and Aya didn't want to know what that meant, she didn't want to think about it. Just remembering how he kindly taught her things and gave her cookies for right answers made her chest hurt. She wouldn't ever trust him again, anyone again except for Cress and Serpy and Daddy. She stuck her tongue out at him in the best rebellion she could muster, moaning and growling in anger as his hand tried to touch her shoulder. "But I can't go against Itward Cherubim. He's far too powerful."

"I hate you." Aya hissed, a tiny noise in the darkness of the room, eyes wide with fear even as she tried to be strong like Cress. She wanted to have Cress's fiery eyes of strength but all she had was a soft sadness that shone. Then Charon looked at her, mouth twitching with an emotion Aya refused to accept. "Quit the rebellion." He said sternly, curtly. "Don't try to fight the system, Aya. It's hopeless. If you quit, if you stay here with me, I can protect you. If you listen to what I say, Itward will have no reason to hurt you. Do you believe me?"

"No. Aya won't ever believe a liar like you." She turned away so she wouldn't have to see the misery in his eyes.


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-------------Queenie just wants to hurt me----------------------------

Cress could hear the door opening, the tap of oxfords on tile unnintentionally making her heart clench in fear. Nio quickly shuffled out, the silent child's expression becoming stony now that her cruel big brother was back. Cress fixed him with a glare, hoping that it was having at least some sort of effect on him. She struggled against the binds once more, knowing it was fruitless but wanting to put on a display of rebellion nonetheless.

Itward's first act was to close the door once Nio fled the scene. He looked at his wayward pet, knowing this time that meddlesome Nee had no idea of the recapture so that he could have his fun. Of course he'd use Cress as a pawn to lure Nee out again later, once he could find a way around Heron's watchful eye but for now, he had a bunny to play with. And what better way to hurt someone than to hurt those they cared about? He placed the crushed gravity drive in view of the girl with a cocky grin. "She's dead." He lied. "Aine cried for you in her last moments, you know. She wanted you to save her." He stroked one of the fluffy white ears with a sadistic grin. "You're pretty useless, aren't you, silly rabbit."

Cress glared as he walked over to the bed. He was of course wearing a smile as sharp as knives, seemingly calculating something in his head that Cress couldn't comprehend. It was better not to understand the thoughts of a sadist anyways. She had prepared a retort despite the fact that she couldn't speak and was fully prepared to mentally deliver it when he placed the crushed gravity drive in front of her, speaking about Aya. Cress's chest felt crushed, as though she couldn't breath. No, not Aya, anyone but Aya. She was far too innocent, a place like Ashia Palace didn't deserve a little sun spot like her. Cress had promised to protect her and the fact that she failed filled her with shame. Rather than showing weakness though, Cress grit her teeth, a weird tingle of pleasure running down her spine as he stroked one of her rabbit ears. Cress didn't flinch or simper beneath his gaze, she remained fiery, her eyes burning with a passion like no other. She struggled, trying to somehow kick him with both legs but she could do nothing more than wiggle. So she settled for pushing her head against his leg but due to her positioning it came off as nothing more than a love tap.

Pleasure sensors were built into the ears - even if Cress tried to hide it, he knew the feeling was leaking through. Her eyes smoldered with a fury that amused the man, only making his hunger to hurt and punish others the way he felt he'd been hurt stronger. Pain would come, pain would be eventual but he wanted to play with the girl's mind a bit first. So he continued to stroke the ears, touching them, licking them, rubbing as much as he could on them, scritching with calculated measurements. "It feels good, doesn't it?" Her attempt to attack wasn't anything but a pathetic little action, with as much meaning as an ant's life. "Your friend's dead and your ears just feel so good, doesn't it, Cress?" He continued the stroking, the scratching, evil gleam in his eyes. "Admit it. You're happy she's gone. You don't have to protect her anymore. You're free from the burden, Cress." He then cupped her face in his hands, enjoying the smooth curvature of her cheeks. "You never wanted to save her in the first place, because you belong to me, as my pet. Isn't that right?"

The more he touched them, the more the euphoric sensation crept up her spine, making Cress tingle in all the right places. She didn't want this though, her mind was confused between pleasure and pain, yes, she convinced herself, that was it. No doubt all the trauma was starting to get to her and was confusing her mind, Cress was certain. She remained steady, heart pulsating smoothly as she felt the fire course through her veins, filling her with heat, making her cheeks turn a rosy shade of red. He seemed to enjoy her struggling, no doubt relishing in her discomfort. Yes her ears did feel good, she shook her head. No, it wasn't good that Aya was dead. No, Cress was not happy, but yes her ears felt good. No! She wanted Itward to stop it this instant! Of course Cress wanted to protect Aya, to keep her safe from the harm the world seemed to put her in. Of course she wanted what was best for Aya and dying was not the answer. She looked at the gravity drive, unwilling to show fear. She wanted to shake her head, to tell him no, to scream at him to stop touching her but Cress remained still, a chill creeping up her bare spine.

The blush on her cheeks made it even sweeter, and the way his pet glanced at the gravity drive only clued him into her vain attempts at resisting. Cress was definitely a prideful girl, a foolish girl. So he drew away momentarily and pointed up at a camera set up in the corner of the room. "This is all being recorded, by the way." He grinned cheerily. "Your precious cousin will see this, of course. Nee would lose all respect for you, for being reduced to an animal!" He let that sink in for a moment and grinned wider. "The valiant protector is now a harmless little rabbit. Isn't that fitting?" He remembered the first encounter, how the fear reflected in those embered eyes. So he pressed his finger at the crease between her legs, at the special spot, running a finger up her side before squeezing a mound at her chest. "We never finished this game last time. I wonder if you'll make the same noises Aine did."

Cress's eyes widened as she saw the camera, capturing her every move and shame filled her body, making her cheeks heat further. No, she couldn't let Ellie see her like this, so terribly weak and afraid. She wouldn't let her fear show, Cress would be brave. Cress wasn't an animal, she wasn't a rabbit, she was human and she would ensure he still knew that, that the entire world knew it. Somehow, Cress wasn't sure yet though. She would rebel, making Itward pay for hurting innocents like Aya and Nio. She would cut out his tongue so that he was as soundless as his sister and then make him repent for his every sin. For defiling girls, for killing Aine, for killing Aya. His finger ran up her legs, stopping over her panties and slipping them inside. No! She wanted to cry out, her eyes widening as she jerked, trying to move away. She didn't want to play his sick games. She didn't want him to make her beg for death like little Aya. Cress felt sick, she wasn't Aine, she wanted to scream; she was Aya and she deserved better than a failure like Cress.

"Silence means consent." Itward smirked as he continued defiling and touching things that were just begging for his fingers, for his scent to envelop. There was a lustful hunter burning in his eyes, as pent up stress from his past needed to be released onto a victim. Who better than this girl? It was doubly pleasurable no doubt, to watch Nee break from forcing her to watch the recording of this.... fun moment of intimacy with her demeaned cousin. There wasn't much in the way of clothes left on his prey and like a predator, Itward removed what he adorned as well, kissing her, suckling her skin, rubbing at her ears and pressing fingers on the special spot every girl had, the spot that was the most enjoyable to destroy. "Beg for me to stop, Cress. Unless you like this just as much as I do." He knew of course that she couldn't make a sound. "All you have to do is say please, and all this will be over."

No, it did not. Cress did not consent, this was rape, or molestation, whatever they wanted to call it. Scientists could give it as many different names as they wanted but the fact remained that she was being touched without permission. she thought back to when Heron had kissed her and Cress thought how it wasn't a big deal, it was just a kiss. This was different though, there had been no interior violation. What if Ellie really did see this and she thought Cress was so disgusting that she no longer wanted to be her cousin? What if she saw it and thought that Cress liked terrible things like rabbits ears and chains? He took off his clothes as wall as what remained of hers, panties around her ankles, bra flung to he side. He was sucking and kissing, touching what was rightfully her's. The worst part was it felt good, Cress wanted it to stop but it felt nice and her body seemed to pulsate around his touch. She didn't want this though, it was as if her body and mind were geared in two different directions. She felt wet and hot in all the wrong places and she panted when he rose from violating her mouth, exploring the inside of her mouth with his tongue. Please, she mouthed, Stop, she tried to scream, closing her eyes. Why did her legs quiver? Why did her bottom feel weirdly good?

It was all so wrong.

Her body was responding to each touch, each impulse and Itward knew that it was his victory. The girl was like putty in his hands, moulding her as he wished, making her feel as good as he could with hands that had done this endless times to other victims, to Aine and the new one and her as well. Cress was his toy, his victim, she would take the brunt of his pain as she rightfully should. Please, she mouthed and her eyes shut even as she shook and moistened. "You love this, little girl." His voice was a low rumbling groan, knowing it was almost time. "This is all you're good for, after all." His grin widened as he prepared for the penetrating thrust. "And the best part is? You'll be used to draw that Nee out, and you can watch personally as I do this to her as well. And it'll be all your fault." And then he broke the seal.


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Shiro was so happy that she hummed a little tune as she worked on wrapping up the Princess's finger. "I'm so happy," Shiro said, a genuine smile passing through her normally composed exterior. She put the first aid kit away. "When I was in training the Queen recounted to me how alike you two were. I was worried that you liked to punish like her too, but you're opposites." Shiro's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head. "I don't mean it as an insult Princess! The Queen is glorious of course but you're different and I think that's good!" Shiro was trying to explain, trying to come up with something to cover up how rude she had been. No one dared to insult the Queen and get away with it and Shiro felt awful for saying things against her savior.

"The Queen wasn't always like that though." Shiro whispered, believing that the Princess deserved to know everything. "When I first came to the castle, it was because a servant found me in one of incinerators in the sanitary tier. She took me here and the Queen found out because I cried too much since I was born sick. At first, they tried to use me to cure the illness a lot of children in my tier are born with. I wasn't a very good test subject though." Shiro scratched her cheek, remembering the videos of the experiments they kept on file. "When the Queen realized it was around the time they sent you away. She had what I think they called empty nest syndrome and decided to make me her servant."

Yes, Shiro remembered that faithful day when she went from being a number to having a name. She was around three years old at the time and went from living in a lab to sharing a bed in the servant corridors with the woman that had found her. Diana was her name and she had recently lost her own child due to a forced miscarriage after an accident where she tripped on the Queen's veil and fell down a staircase. "I used to sing to her all the time, and make her pictures. She still has one on her dresser. Then she heard you were coming back and I started training-"

At that moment Nee suddenly threw Shiro down into a kneeling position and propped her feet up on Shiro's back. Of course; Shiro had done something wrong hadn't she? Was it because of what she said about the Princess and the Queen not being alike? Shiro quivered and the door opened, the Queen coming in. There was a silent war, the air charged with electricity as Nee and the Queen fought for the right to punish Shiro. She whimpered, wondering what she had done to make things go bad again.

Then the Queen was gone and Nee took Shiro by the shoulders, lifting her back up and apologizing. "It's okay," Shiro said quietly, it was dark out by then.

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Narcia shrunk in shame, which surprised Ellie. Why was Narcia suddenly so opposed to having any similarities with Queen Nirana? Ellie remembered that they were once very similar - Narcia still had the same razor-like smile that she could sport with ease, and she initially had the same disdain for servants around her. Had Ellie been able to open her eyes and make Narcia see the world for how it was? Or - and Ellie was afraid this was the more accurate guess - were the two consciousnesses blending into one now that they've grown used to each other? Would Ellie be erased and replaced with a slightly nicer version of Narcia? She didn't know and it was terrifying.

The Sanitary Tier. That was one Narcia only heard very rarely, as if it were a forbidden secret only the initiated could know. It was, according to myth, below even the Rubble tier and the living conditions were likely even worse. Ellie - or Narcia - listened carefully to Shiro's past, taking in every word with careful consideration. She was born sick, and allegedly used as a test to try and cure it. Her fate was sealed the moment Narcia was sent away, forced to become a servant, with no choice of her own. Maybe if Narcia agreed to work together with Aine in the very beginning, this wouldn't have happened. But there was no way to tell, was there? Shiro told of the singing, of the picture, but then Nirana came in as if summoned and disrupted it all.

Night had fallen once again once Shiro accepted the apology, saying that it was okay. Ellie hugged her close, hugging her the way she used to hug Cress. "You no longer have to be afraid. She can't touch you now." Ellie whispered, shining in her victory. She was tired - the silent war had taken more energy than she would've thought. There was a text on her phone, from Heron, saying that tomorrow they had to meet up to talk. Ellie hoped her cousin was fine and that Heron was accommodating her. Ellie was half out of her dress when she eyed Shiro. "Only if you want to, you can change me into the heavier night gown. It's your choice - I don't mind either way." The Princess's head nuzzled her roommate's. "But you're sleeping with me, whether you like it or not!"


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As much as Corren tried, Aya wouldn't listen. The betrayal hurt, the touching hurt, the kiss hurt, everything hurt. She wanted to have been able to trust him, to believe him and since it was all a lie, the girl didn't know what to do. She was out of words and simply turned her head away every time he tried to talk to her. She wouldn't eat the cookies, of course not. Aya just wanted to starve to death and die but she knew that she wouldn't be allowed that. She couldn't save Cress, she couldn't even save herself. Horrible, Aya was a horrible person. Maybe she deserved this, maybe this was just what an evil person like her needed. She did, after all, let her twin sister die, didn't she? Aya was dead be- Kora, Kora was dead because of her and there was nothing she could do to fix it.

After a while it seemed Corren gave up on trying to talk to her. He simply gave her another pill for the pain and drained her pee from the tube and helped her relieve her bowels as well. Aya didn't bother struggling or fighting it, she knew nothing she did would stop it. Archon was only trying to be nice, only trying to be good so then he could betray her again; hurt her again. She wouldn't fall for those tricks again. So Corren simply went back to his desk and started to read again, delving back into his studies, no doubt not caring at all about Aya. Sure, he dressed her again and everything but nothing else mattered. He was a traitor, and she probably deserved it for letting Kora die, for letting Cress get taken by Itward.

Later, Corren returned with food and Aya's belly grumbled but she kept her mouth shut, she wouldn't eat it ever. Guilt and pain was clear on his face but Aya wouldn't accept it, she wouldn't let him apologize because she knew it was another trick. Sure, Aya wasn't very smart but she knew that pigs were always filthy. Even when Corren read her a story, a story of hope, of forgiveness, of a prince who wronged the princess one day and kidnapped her but then rescued her from his own king and brought the princess back home, a story that didn't suit this horrible world the Untouchable Tier was, the mean world Ourania was.

But for some reason Corren's soothing tones were enough for Aya to drift off into sleep. She was already gone when the scholar placed her on his bed, tucking her in under the sheets.

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Why was her body betraying her like this? When he broke the seal, her body went stiff, then it seemed to accept it, allowing him to thrust, to fill her with his seed as he moaned in pleasure, sucking on her mounds, nibbling and pulling. He was filling her, his strange warmth that her body seemed to take in rather than reject. There was blood and pain but as he pulled in and out it went away and a throbbing filled her that made her legs quiver. Her entire body twitched in a way she had never felt it do before and he continued, making it betray her and twitch again and again and again until he was done and he pushed her aside.

"Nio!" He screamed and the little girl came rushing in. Cress took the opportunity to sit up and headbutted him, watching as he held his forehead in pain. She separated her legs, blood and other fluids flowing out as she wrapped her legs around his throat, wrestling him in a choke hold. He suddenly grinned and Cress's heart thumped in-could it be-excitement? No, that wasn't right. His head slid forward and he pressed his mouth against her sensitive areas, slurping up everything that spilled out. She struggled but he held onto her, easing her back onto the bed, legs in the air. She quivered again, unsure what this feeling was. He stuck a finger inside and grinned. "I can already feel my shape molding inside of you. Oh my little pet, you're warming up to me so quickly." Cress tightened her legs around him but he flicked her somewhere sensitive and she let out a silent yelp, her legs loosening enough for him to get out.

"Clean this mess up," he said, gesturing to the girl laying in their combined fluids. Cress's cheeks blushed in shame as he leaned over, whispering in one of her real ears. "I bet the Princess won't be half as cute as you." Her cheeks heated up again and he laughed cruelly, putting his clothes back on. Nio was gentle as she managed to wrestle Cress into the bathtub. She washed the girl away, putting a bandage underneath due to the bit of blood still flowing out. She put band aids on her mounds too in the shape of little red hearts and Cress had the sickening feeling that Itward had asked her to do it.

Then she was back in bed, all dry and tied up with her arms chained to the bed. Her legs were free though. When Itward returned he had a little cake that he force fed to her that made Cress's mind wander and feel horribly sleepy. He grabbed onto her like a stuffed animal, his pajama clad form curling up beside her own bare one. Cress tried to fight the sleepiness, but it came so swiftly and harped down on her like an eagle picking at its prey.


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"Yes, I'll retrieve it for you!" Shiro grabbed the nightgown and undid Nee's clothes, pulling it over the girl's head and redressing the Princess for bed. Then Shiro prepared herself as well and crawled into bed beside the Princess. "Thank you Princess," Shiro said quietly as she lay a respectful distance away from Nee. She felt some sort of weird satisfaction, as though this were the ultimate praise. The servant girl closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep peacefully, a small, but happy smile on her face.

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For once, Ellie woke up before Shiro did. She draped her with the blanket and finished her morning preparations - bathing, dressing, taking a bite of chocolate - and then she took her electric knife with heavy reluctance before heading out. She kept her phone on her, of course - she couldn't risk someone trying to get to Shiro while she was out. If needed, she'd shoot anyone who got too close to her room. What needed to be done, however, was for her to reach the spire - a section near the top of Ashia Palace that was wide open to the elements, a place usually reserved for the knights to train in. She was to meet Heron here, the red haired flirt seemed insistent, so it had to be important.

The spire was higher up than what Ellie was used to seeing and the air was thin, making breathing difficult, even with her specially made lungs to withstand such extremes. It was also much colder, a chilly breeze making the princess shiver. There were no guardrails on the edges of the square arena - if you were weak enough to be pushed off, you'd die easily. All in all, it was one of the more dangerous places to find yourself in, and Ellie had a heavy suspicion that something had gone wrong. She kept her knife concealed within her sleeve, because you never know when you needed to defend yourself.

Ellie sensed it before it happened and she leapt to the side as a spear's edge was flung at her. It crashed against the floor of the spire and then the middle bent to change the angle of the arrow-shaped blade, recoiling to hit her in the direction she dodged in. Ellie gasped - chest heaving as she tried to draw in air - but she managed to block it with her knife, sparks flying as steel clashed against steel. Then the spear whipped back and bent again to the other side, snaking around and hitting Ellie in the side with the flat part of the blade, knocking her to the ground. Then the spear shifted and a red mane swung and it stopped directly in front of Ellie's throat.

"You'd think the rebels would train their members a bit more, huh?" Heron's voice was sharp and to the point, Ellie's stomach dropped. So she somehow found out. Cress was in danger, then, wasn't she? Ellie remained silent, waiting to see if Heron would speak more, all friendliness gone from her voice. "By all rights, you'd be dead now, Nee." She pulled the spear back, slinging it over her shoulder, knowing that Ellie was too out of breath to try and fight back. "Care to explain why Cress was working with Xion?"

Ellie coughed and heaved, feeling lightheaded and dizzy. If she wanted to survive this, she'd have to somehow appease Heron. But how could she? And did this mean that Cress was already given back to the Queen? "Cress - where? Where... is she?" Ellie panted, trying to push her hands against the floor in order to not fall flat on her belly, whole body trembling. Heron then slammed her spear down right beside Ellie's ear, her head was ringing with the sound, the floor cracked from the strength of the impact. "This isn't about her now! You better be honest to me, Narcia. What's going on here?" The clouds were dark, a murky color, and Ellie was glad that at least she was above them.


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Corren was still asleep when Aya woke up. She was confused and in pain as she was brought back to consciousness, yawning and whimpering as she felt the pain ramp up in her special spot again. The scholar was on the floor, a spare blanket over his body as he slept and Aya didn't understand why he didn't take the bed - didn't understand how she even got on the bed in the first place. This was weird, it was just his way of trying to trick her into trusting him again, so she wouldn't fall for it. This was her chance, she realized, as her wrist was no longer cuffed to anything. Aya hopped to her feet, falling over and almost hitting her head on the wall when her legs collapsed underneath her. Weak, she was still weak from what Itward did and Aya trembled thinking about how much Cress must be hurting.

There was no time for her to feel sorry for herself. She had to be strong, she had to be a hero; she had to find her friend. Even with the crippling pain, determination glowed in her eyes. Aya stood up on rubbery legs, limping and stumbling her way out of the room. First things first - she needed to deal with her bladder, so the girl somehow made her way with an almost drunken gait to the bathroom where she clasped hands over her mouth to stifle her moans as the urine trickled out of the tube - the catheter. She then took the plug and was about to shut it when she remembered from the reading lessons that she had to clean the end of it first. So Aya looked around for disinfectant swabs but found nothing - instead she bundled up toilet paper and wiped at it, hoping that that would be enough. "Aya will be brave, Cress. Just you wait." Even without her gravity drive, Aya would find a way, right? "Because we're a team."

The blonde rebel -with her collar removed and a long rifle-type gun in her hands to use as a walking stick and a weapon just in case - left the Archon Estate behind, messy hair becoming even worse in the rain. Why was it even raining? How dumb was that, how silly was that? Aya pulled her green jacket closer to her, huddling under it's warmth to try and keep the cold rain away as she struggled her way through the Untouchable Tier. It was good that she memorized the safe paths, the ways to stay out of sight and unseen, trying to find the Cherubim Mansion, trying to get to Cress and to save her somehow.

After what felt like an eternity, the drenched girl came across something weird in the grass. It was red and so she panicked initially, wondering if someone died, if someone got hurt. But then it turned out that the red formed letters, words. Aya stared at it, blinking through the dripping rain, remembering the lessons the liar Corren gave her. "God save the Queen" it said, right? Aya glanced at the killing weapon wrapped in her hands and nodded, agreeing with the message. "She'll need saving..." The normally cheerful girl muttered as she continued her trek. "Aya will kill her, kill all the pigs."

Maybe it was because of the rain obscuring her vision, or because she didn't recognize it in her haze of exhaustion and pain, but Aya walked past the Cherubim Mansion as she tried to look for it, not realizing the lawn the words were written on was exactly the location she wanted to find.

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