"Waiting, Part 1"
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She knelt alone in the place of meeting, her robes seated properly without a thread out of place. She was wearing her official outfit, the robes that marked her as the successor to the position as chieftain of the hidden village of Mizuho. It was what she wore when custom or ceremony dictated.
As she waited for the other party to arrive, she recalled the few times that she was required to wear these robes. The first time was when she was instated as the heir, of course. She'd felt humbled at the time; only her grandfather deserved the station. How could he pass it along to her with all of the trials that she had yet to complete?
But he had and the villagers had accepted her. Coupled with the support from her friends, she'd felt a peace that had eluded her for a long time finally begin to settle in her heart. She could carry the burden of the position.
And she had done so successfully. It wasn't as hard as she thought it would be, not with the constant support and guidance from both her grandfather and sub-chief Tiga. Both elders helped her to consider things from different angles and choose the best option for the people that depended on her. In fact, Tiga often volunteered to sit in on diplomatic meetings with clients if he couldn't handle them for her outright, just so that she could benefit from an additional pair of ears.
Today however was a private meeting between leaders. It had been requested specifically by one of her friends, and although she did not know what they needed to speak about, she honored their request.
She sighed and resisted the temptation to fidget. They were certainly keeping her waiting!
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AN: Mm... Right. Left. Indifference. Yes, the person that she's waiting for is probably Zelos. Now what would he want to discuss? Especially since it seems to be 'official'... Yes, my brain is still blah.