Prolouge

Amarill Willtaker twirled the broken pencil in between her fingers as she sat at the cluttered desk. This was her home, seeing as she hardly ever left. The papers lying on her desk were a detailed description of an arson case she should be studying. She turned to the small book case on the wall. It was near bursting with all the case files. Perhaps she should get a new larger one. She shook her head at the thought and sighed.

"Still here are we?" Miles Edgeworth asked as he leaned against her door frame.

"I could be asking you the same question," Amarill said smiling. He had a strange way of popping in just when she needed a distraction.

"I've heard we have an arson case."

"Yes. What of it?"

"Are you going to be okay?" Miles asked crossing the room to stand at her desk.

"Of course," Amarill replied, shooting him a curious glance.

"This will be your first case without her. Are you sure you're ready to take one so soon?"

"I'm quite capable of taking a case without my big sister leaning over my shoulder."

The steel in her voice was unmistakable, but she knew it was a lie.

"I'm not questioning your ability as a prosecutor. I'm worried about you," Miles replied, his brow furrowing as he sighed.

"I'll be fine," Amarill said, her tone softening.

Miles searched her face for any hint of grief. That was what everyone expected from someone who had lost their sister only two months before. He sighed as he saw nothing and ran his hand through his short black hair.

"Alright, Rill. Go home and get some sleep, okay? You need it," Miles said as he moved to stand in the doorway.

"Only if you do," Amarill replied.

Miles smiled before turning to walk down the tiled hallway. How long ago had he meet Rill again? He sighed at the memory. It had been three years ago. Rill had been a college student studying to be a prosecutor then. She had tagged along with her sister, Carissa, to report to Manfred VonKarma. Miles had been popping in on his mentor when he had seen her, little more then a child in his eyes. Her short brown hair had been pinned up and she had been tugging on her over-sized sweater while her big turquoise eyes searched the room. Carissa had suggested that Miles take her sister across the street to a little cafe and VonKarma had agreed. That had been the beginning of a long standing friendship between the two.

Miles sighed as he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button that would send him to the ground floor. Rill had changed after her sister had died though.

Edgeworth leaned against the elevator wall and sighed. "Rill, what's going on?"