To Find the King
Part two of To Begin Again
Prologue
"It has been five years since I last saw my friends, the Sailor Senshi, and it has been five years since I began building Neo Crystal Tokyo. The task has been a long one and I have not had much time to think of much else. Neo Queen Serenity has aided much and indeed exceeded my work in the beginning. She understands, now, the responsibility of being queen and she does it well. Although there are a million small things left to do, Neo Crystal Tokyo, as well as the rest of the world, has recovered."
Setsuna closed her book and stood behind the desk, stretching her arms after a long day of work. An hour ago she'd left Neo Queen Serenity with her daughter and Sergeant Joliet, and retreated here, back to the one place that had kept her strong. Endymion's office. She looked around her. Before her was the huge mahogany desk that Endymion had made specially for him. The wood was the best and the front of the desk was ornate, with the sign of the crescent and the earth combined. Straight ahead was his library. The same mahogany used for his desk was used to house his extensive collection of books. The bookcases were separated by a large stone fireplace, with a small group of comfortable chairs seated around it. Although the look of Crystal Tokyo had appeared cold and unfeeling, Endymion had insisted on making his office, as well as the living quarters, as comfortable and cozy as possible.
This place was to Setsuna an oasis; where thoughts flowed freely and decisions were made based on logic and fact instead of feelings. It was here that Endymion lead his kingdom and, after his death, where Setsuna guided the widowed queen to heightened greatness that many strive for but few achieve. It was here that Setsuna broke down for the first time in her life and where she and Serenity established their relationship without words. This place, this room, had helped shape Neo Crystal Tokyo and everyone involed.
Setsuna looked about her, realizing for the first time in five years that nothing had changed. The office was as it had been when Endymion last saw it.
Serenity had loved Endymion deeply. And for nearly two years, Setsuna, upon Serenity's request, was forced to ward off suitors asking for Serenity's hand in marriage. It was a lonely time for the queen but her friendship with Setsuna had helped immensely. Then Serenity and Sergeant Joliet, always friendly before, grew closer. They became lovers but refused to marry. Serenity never spoke to Setsuna about this situation and it never occured to Setsuna to ask. Sergeant Joliet and Setsuna remained friends throughout everything. But, Setsuna thought sadly, Ben Joliet had never known her true feelings.
For the first time since taking Endymion's office as her own, Setsuna paused at the doorway and looked about the office. It had been Endymion's favorite room in the palace and Setsuna closed her eyes, listening to the soft quiet and smelling of the old leather of the tomes housed in the office and imagined Endymion sitting at his desk and then what he must have been thinking when he left this place, never knowing that he would never again see it.
Part two of To Begin Again
Prologue
"It has been five years since I last saw my friends, the Sailor Senshi, and it has been five years since I began building Neo Crystal Tokyo. The task has been a long one and I have not had much time to think of much else. Neo Queen Serenity has aided much and indeed exceeded my work in the beginning. She understands, now, the responsibility of being queen and she does it well. Although there are a million small things left to do, Neo Crystal Tokyo, as well as the rest of the world, has recovered."
Setsuna closed her book and stood behind the desk, stretching her arms after a long day of work. An hour ago she'd left Neo Queen Serenity with her daughter and Sergeant Joliet, and retreated here, back to the one place that had kept her strong. Endymion's office. She looked around her. Before her was the huge mahogany desk that Endymion had made specially for him. The wood was the best and the front of the desk was ornate, with the sign of the crescent and the earth combined. Straight ahead was his library. The same mahogany used for his desk was used to house his extensive collection of books. The bookcases were separated by a large stone fireplace, with a small group of comfortable chairs seated around it. Although the look of Crystal Tokyo had appeared cold and unfeeling, Endymion had insisted on making his office, as well as the living quarters, as comfortable and cozy as possible.
This place was to Setsuna an oasis; where thoughts flowed freely and decisions were made based on logic and fact instead of feelings. It was here that Endymion lead his kingdom and, after his death, where Setsuna guided the widowed queen to heightened greatness that many strive for but few achieve. It was here that Setsuna broke down for the first time in her life and where she and Serenity established their relationship without words. This place, this room, had helped shape Neo Crystal Tokyo and everyone involed.
Setsuna looked about her, realizing for the first time in five years that nothing had changed. The office was as it had been when Endymion last saw it.
Serenity had loved Endymion deeply. And for nearly two years, Setsuna, upon Serenity's request, was forced to ward off suitors asking for Serenity's hand in marriage. It was a lonely time for the queen but her friendship with Setsuna had helped immensely. Then Serenity and Sergeant Joliet, always friendly before, grew closer. They became lovers but refused to marry. Serenity never spoke to Setsuna about this situation and it never occured to Setsuna to ask. Sergeant Joliet and Setsuna remained friends throughout everything. But, Setsuna thought sadly, Ben Joliet had never known her true feelings.
For the first time since taking Endymion's office as her own, Setsuna paused at the doorway and looked about the office. It had been Endymion's favorite room in the palace and Setsuna closed her eyes, listening to the soft quiet and smelling of the old leather of the tomes housed in the office and imagined Endymion sitting at his desk and then what he must have been thinking when he left this place, never knowing that he would never again see it.