I don't own Vocaloid or the Daughter of Evil. Servant of Evil, Message of Regret, or Re_Birthday.
Rin was pacing back and forth in the courtyard. Today was the day, and he would be arriving any moment now. Any moment now, and she would be able to see her twin. It had been so long, it seemed. In reality, it had been only eight years, but it may as well have been eight centuries.
During that time, the King had become very sick, deathly sick. And with her mother away, Rin was basically running the country, and having been raised to be a greedy, spoiled, selfish person, (and considering she was only eleven at the time), she wasn't doing a very good job of taking care of the kingdom, but she refused to accept any help from any servants.
But now, she would have someone she could trust to help her. Someone she could smile with, laugh with, and talk to. And he would be arriving any minute now.
She heard the sound of hooves against a road, along with the rolling of the wheels on the gravel. She knew at once it was him. The person she had waited for these long years. She could finally see. . .
"LEN!" She ran and jumped, giving him a remarkably powerful hug that knocked him to the ground.
"Len, I'm so happy to see you! It's been so long! Can you believe it's been eight years since we last saw each other? I missed you so much! How have you been? Did they treat you okay? Oh, it's great to see you again!" Rin exclaimed, all in one breath.
Len smiled. "I missed you too, Rin."
Rin couldn't help but notice that her mother didn't come put of the coach. "Where's mom?" she asked.
Len suddenly became very interested in the patterns on the ground. "Well, it was such a big difference between palace life and village life, it was quite a shock for her, and. . ."
"Len, tell me what happened!" Rin said, starting to become worried.
"She didn't make it."
"Len, I'm so sorry . . ."
"It's alright! I'm not sad, because now I can be with milady." Len smiled at Rin.
So, they picked up where they left off, enjoying each others company. Rin was a bit bossier than when they had last seen each other, and Len acted a bit more humble than Rin remembered. But they were still the same people. Nothing could change that, they were still twins, and they still cared for each other.
One day, Len had wanted to show Rin something at the beach. So, to the beach they went. Len had brought a bottle and a piece of paper. Rin wasn't sure why, but she came along anyway.
"I learned a tradition from the townsfolk," Len began, "That if you write a wish on a piece of paper, you should put it in a bottle and send it out to sea. Because if the bottle doesn't break, your wish is sure to come true."
Rin thought he was joking, so she played along, standing on the side with her arms crossed, while Len wrote the note. It was only when Len was on his knees in the sand, placing the bottle in the water that she began to realize that he wasn't joking. "Len, are you really serious about this?" she asked, "That can't possibly make your dreams come true."
"Would her highness like to try as well?" Len asked.
"This is a game for peasants," Rin replied. "I don't need to try." Then she saw Len's expression. Well, it wasn't exactly his expression. But she knew he was offended by her comment. He wasn't showing that he was offended exactly, but she could still tell he was, and so she felt bad.
"I mean…doesn't Len already make all my wishes come true?"
Len smiled in reply.
"What are you wishing for, anyway?" Rin asked curiously.
"I wished for Rin-sama's breasts to grow large."
"EH?"
"Kidding!" Len smiled. "I really wish for her highness to always be happy and smiling."
"Well, if that's all you want, then stay with me…always…I'm the happiest when I'm with you!" Rin told him honestly with a smile.
"Really?" Len asked. "I would be very glad if I could stay with Milady forever."
And such was the earlier life of the two twins. Always together, always making each other happy. It seemed that life would go on like this forever, it's like of one were to have a pleasant dream, and that person does not want to be woken from it.
In such peaceful times, no one would ever suspect how tragic the road ahead would be for the princess and her servant. Although, it is difficult to think of unpleasant things when one feels so peaceful and happy, especially when the source of that peace and happiness is standing right next to you, smiling.