BEHIND THE SCENES
*Past *
Rabanastre - Royal Palace 703 High Valendian
* A few days before the official announcement of Ashe's Engagement *
In the years that followed, relations between Nabradia and Dalmasca had always become denser, especially as regards state affairs. Dalmasca found herself having to import some basic necessities that otherwise she was struggling to find on her own, in exchange Nabradia benefited from some tax breaks on what mattered from Dalmasca.
The respective sovereigns had no problems whatsoever, especially political and diplomatic, over the years both Endimion and Raminas made a courtesy visit to each other.
On their travels it often happened that they brought their respective family with them or sent one of them to represent them. With the passing years, the princes of their respective sovereigns grew, knowing each other.
Ashe's family had been invited to the marriage of Endimion's first son with the daughter of one of the most illustrious noble families of Nabradia.
The girl was very beautiful in typical Nabradian clothes. The event had taken place years before, even then Raminas was wondering about the future of his children, he noticed the little Ashe and Ondine joking with Endimion's young son, Rasler.
That day had finally come.
For several hours the Nabradia airship, the Nautilus, which escorted Prince Rasler and his retinue had finally arrived in the private airfield of the Dalmasca royal family.
Ronnah, General Biran and his nephew Dunya were there to welcome him. The latter was the son of Vossler a few years older than Rasler, a very tall boy whose physical appearance was very reminiscent of that of his father. A Nabradian diplomat Bahar Asprea was also with them, a man in his forties.
Besides them there are some Dalmatian guards. As scheduled, the Nabradian prince was received with all honors.
-Your Highness, Lord Ralser is an immense pleasure for me to see you again. I hope the trip was comfortable. "Prince Ronnah asked, taking a step towards the young Rasler.
-It was all very quiet Lord Ronnah. It is also a pleasure for me to see you again, how is your father? My father greets you and apologizes if he could not come but ...- the tone of voice became serious, while Rasler lowered his eyes while General Biran intervened.
"You don't have to give us any explanation, Lord Rasler we knew."
- Already in this regard, grandfather I would like to say that later on General Basch and my father are waiting for us to discuss the details. Dunya said as she approached her grandfather.
"As far as I can see, you have already carried on with Dalmaschi," said a man stepping forward in the wake of Prince Rasler's entourage.
-Who are you? - Dunya commented squaring from head to toe.
-His is Sir Forz, he is my general. He was given the task of accompanying me to my father, King Endimion.- Rasler pointed out.
"Who else is traveling with you?" Asked Ronnah curiously.
-In addition to the escort also your ambassador Lord Erden.- said the boy pointing to the Dalmasco ambassador, who, seeing himself called, came forward to pay his respects to his prince.
-Prince Ronnah is honored to see me. Faram be merciful to you .- the Dalmasco ambassador bowed profoundly in front of Prince Ronnah who returned the greeting by bowing his head slightly.
-Thanks Lord Erden, but if you want to follow us, a welcome refreshment has been prepared for you on the north terrace. The journey will have been long, I guess you want to relax a bit? - asked the Prince from Dalmatia, while Rasler and his group nodded.
Ronnah led their way and they followed him without hesitation, during the whole journey the various men did nothing but talk to each other of various generalities concerning their realms.
On the Bianca terrace in the northern area of the building, one of the coolest during the heat of the whole day, a sumptuous banquet was prepared, rich in every Dalmatian dish.
In the banquet in honor of Prince Rasler some typical Nabradian dishes had been prepared, all that included fruit and light meals.
In addition to some nobles on the terrace there were also members of the royal family including the two princesses and their companions, the Marquise Argas and Lady Arla.
The two women could not be seen at all, Lady Arla considered the Marquise Argas a woman of dubious customs who cared little for the well-being of Princess Ashelia.
While the Marquise Argas did nothing but criticize the continuous work of Lady Arla, insinuating that she was not able to be heard and respected by her princess praising instead the work of Ashe.
On this front Arla never came out defeated, she knew how difficult it was to be heard by Ondine, who was only interested in avoiding everything related to the education of a princess.
It was not strange that Ondine knew nothing about sewing or other typical female things. She didn't care to know what dress to wear or what, she let Arla take care of it, trusted her and recognized that she had good taste.
If it had been up to Ondine to choose how to dress, she would probably have chosen a rather simple and practical dress with no frills.
Despite this, Lady Arla had managed with great difficulty to teach Ondine the real dress code, for occasions like that, in such a way that the girl did not disfigure but looked her best. But on this front there wasn't much to worry about.
Fortunately for both of them, Ondine was far too gifted. One of her greatest qualities was her extraordinary beauty comparable only to that of the viera.
The princess was known mainly for her dowry, as well as for her character. And for Arla, taking care of making Ondine look best was one of her favorite activities, it gave her great satisfaction when she managed to bring out the beauty of the latter.
Except that Ondine punctually ruined his work with one of his usual behaviors, and then that Arla felt discouraged.
Even for the occasion Lady Ashe had been prepared to the best, the girl was wearing a sumptuous and elaborate antique pink dress with gold embroidery. That day was very important to her and of the same opinion was also the Marquise Argas, who had demanded that the princess should stand out among all those people.
Arla also recognized how hard Ashelia had prepared for that meeting, the same could not be said of Ondine. She had chosen a gray and silver-colored dress not too elaborate in contrast with red gold jewelry.
That dress was anything but joyful and lively indeed it was far too austere and serious for a young girl of that age. Lady Arla finds gray to be an albeit sad color that was ill-suited to the beauty of her princess, indeed she found that color aged several years Ondine.
And even the attitude of this did not help, since Ondine had learned the news about the engagement between his sister and Lord Rasler had not been happy at all.
The young woman had run directly to ask everyone, Basch, Vosler, her brothers and even her father for confirmation. All had done nothing but confirm this news. Ondine was upset, wondering how he hadn't been able to notice.
Ashelia had tried to cheer her up, telling her that with the many commitments she had it was impossible to realize it. And that the news of the betrothal had been kept hidden until the very end before he officially announced it.
Since everyone wanted to be sure that things did not take a different turn than the planned one, they decided to keep this news for themselves.
But now everything had been confirmed and Ashe had been promptly informed months before giving confirmation.
Raminas had asked his daughter not to say anything to Ondine so as not to make her shake, he would have thought of communicating the news to her.
While everyone was waiting anxiously for Ronna to arrive with Rasler, Ashe was chatting with some handmaids, while all smiling expressed the desire to see how Rasler had become since the last time they met.
On the other side of the White terrace, near some plants, Ondine observes her sister and her guard guardily, near her were her brother Valiant who was having a conversation with Vossler and Basch, about some attacks by the imperials on the border of Dalmasca, not very distant from Nalbina.
Ondine listened silently to their conversation, the topic interested her very much. From what the three men said the young princess had understood that that engagement between her sister Ashe and Rasler had to be a marriage of interests, through Raminas she entered into an alliance with Endimion.
The princess was not new to these speeches, several times she had already heard such speeches where some of her companions and Ashe's ladies had been touched by a similar fate.
Ondine therefore wondered what political or social value his position could have, in her eyes it did not have the same value as Ashe, who was on the list for the succession to the throne, while she did not.
The only thing he could boast about was his mother's title, but from what he had learned, his grandfather died, the legacy remained was some building in the residential neighborhoods.
Beyond that was her natural propensity for magic, which made her one of the strongest sorceresses in the kingdom. But once these were removed, she remained the daughter of a concubine and not of the queen as her brothers were.
This condition weighed on her in part, despite the sincere affection of her father and brothers, despite the advantages she could have.
He had a strong disadvantage he felt strongly out of place, he did not feel like a real royal princess like Ashe. And she knew that she could not fully enjoy the privileges that this title guaranteed her, not that she impotarse them.
He had never given to see this his concern and talk about it with one of his family, it was very difficult, especially because he didn't want to see or hear their feelings. After all, she was only the last wheel of the cart.
The only one who had perhaps mentioned something was Basch, his presence somehow calmed these his anxieties. And he was also the only one to whom he had shown his vulnerability.
He was the classic person who always knew how to behave, Ondine admired him so much, longing to be like him.
The general atmosphere on the Bianca terrace was really cheerful, everyone was happy and smiling, except Ondine. The girl watched her brother carefully and the speeches she made, what she perceived worried her terribly had as a sort of negative feeling that never left her, whose origin she could not explain.
It was always like this because of its power, it could not control it in any way, it was dominated by it. This was also the case when he had somehow tried to prevent the death of his brother Roland, but it had all been useless.
The princess's face was gloomy, focused as it was on her thoughts, she hadn't noticed the arrival of her brother and Rasler in the least. An arrival that was greeted with immense joy and great hope.
Ondine could hear them all, distinctly, even Ashe was happy. When the time came for the greetings from the sons of the Dalmatian princes to Rasler, Ondine should not be denied.
Where Rasler was welcomed with warmth and affection, Ondine gave him a different treatment showing some hostility.
She did not say a word to him, only to square him from the head you have feet. Rasler gave him a very unpleasant feeling, also Ondine perceived something strange in him, the same thing he had seen in Ashe's mother and her brothers.
Rasler's presence seemed so weak to her, as did Ronnah and Valiant's. After what had happened with Queen Eleonor and Roland, Ondine never again spoke of what he felt about it.
That was a taboo subject, Ondine knew that of his "gifts" that was the most nefarious. She could never understand why this power of hers was completely out of her control.
Rasler was very surprised by the behavior of the princess, looked at her carefully, the prince wondered what was wrong with Ondine, and tried to turn the whole situation around so as not to have any problems whatsoever.
He was not there to play me you were nice or unpleasant, other far more important issues required his attention. Ashe's sister had sensed the young prince's thoughts well, but said nothing as she looked him up and down.
-I don't have to like you ...- Rasler thought before bowing and turning to Raminas and Ashe who were waiting for them a little further.
Raminas had glared at Ondine, he hadn't been happy at all with his daughter's behavior, but at least he could say that the girl hadn't said at least something unpleasant.
The situation could somehow recover, but later Raminas was certain that he would say two words to his daughter about his behavior which represented not only a big rudeness.
Ondine saw Rasler leave before returning to his place near Valiant
and the others, who did not welcome the thing well. Vossler and Valiant in particular.
"Can you know he's caught?" Valiant hissed almost furiously looking at her sister. "Maybe you want to blow up all the hopes we have of winning the war?" He scolded her again.
-Princess who better than you, should well understand the importance of this event. You know what the political situation is. You can not put on such behavior .- Vossler added harshly looking at the princess.
-Is it always about reason of state in the end? - Ondine commented sarcastically.
-No, Ondine here the question concerns all of us and is serious. They are not nonsense, this is not what I taught you.- Basch pointed out.
-Basch is right, this is not what Lady Ondine was taught to you. You have a position and duties towards it. "Vossler underlined reminding the girl what her position was and what her responsibilities were.
Ondine was annoyed, from her point of view she hadn't done anything so terrible. He could not seem happy at all about the news he was stronger than she was.
And she didn't like being so harshly taken by her brother and Vossler, she felt their anger and concern about that event. Basch, however, while showing concern seemed to be the least tough.
More than anything else Ondine had noticed that he looked at her differently, she still could not define how. General Ronsenburg therefore ended up trying to "soften" the other two's attitude towards the girl.
-Just Vossler! I think Lady Nereide understood her mistakes, and I'm sure she'll want to apologize for what happened with Lord Rasler.- Basch said glancing at Ondine, referring to her by her middle name.
-You are too indulgent General.- Valiant commented looking into the man's eyes.
"I'll take care of talking to your sister, Lord Valiant." Ronsenburg reassured him with his usual stoic expression.
Valiant looked once more at his sister, before making a joke that I tear a smile to the girl. - Apparently from your "Nereid" you have a valiant knight to take your defenses. I hope you don't treat him as badly as you did with poor Rasler.
Don't worry Valiant ... I know how to behave.- Ondine growled as he got red from the embarrassment. Her brother never stopped pricking her.
The thesis tones immediately became lighter, until their attention was drawn to a phrase by Rasler addressed to Ashe. The Nabradian prince apparently expressed a desire not to want to marry Ashe.
The sentence Rasler said struck a little Ondine who wondered if it was really his intention. The prince did not seem to lie.
Ondine said nothing, agreed that it was very silent, then I glance at Vossler and Valiant both seemed worried, Basch instead as always seems unperturbed but unfounded, Lady Ondine noticed that the General was also worried.
Nereid only wanted to escape that situation, later he had some magic lessons which he could not miss. He assumed that both Arla and his father would give him another lecture, and then he would have to talk to Basch.
As long as the latter was not busy, he wouldn't have minded talking to him a bit, he would have relaxed her nerves.
-General Fon Ronsenburg, is he free later? Lady Ondine said, drawing the attention of the general, who turned to her.
-Yes Highness, as soon as I get rid of my commitments .- added only the man with a gentle tone, with the result of softening the girl's behavior, who shortly thereafter moved away at the side of a viera.
That same afternoon later, as Ondine had foreseen, he received many reproaches from Lady Arla and Ronnah who said they were very disappointed. Worse was the argument between Raminas and the princess, the king scolded his daughter severely.
But when Ondine exposed his reasons to his father, the king did not want to know. As punishment Raminas decided that Princess Ondine would assist Lady Arla and Artemis, the master of ceremonies, in organizing the preparations for Ashe's engagement party.
To "demonstrate" his participation and closeness to the young "royal couple".
-You know what Ondine means, I expect you not to make your sister and me uncomfortable. You are a princess, there is no need for me to remind you of your duties, without counting that the situation we are in is not at all serene.
This marriage represents hope for Nabradia and Dalmasca. United our two realms are much stronger than one. Do you understand this? Yet you know it well, now more than ever our family must remain united.
Don't think it's difficult just for you, Ashe is also having difficulties. Do you know what happened to Nabudis in Rasler's land? A civil war has broken out ... do you want this to happen? Therefore you will help Artemis in the preparations for your sister's party, Lady Arla will help you. I already talked to her. For the next few days I hope you show more support for your sister.
Raminas scolded her, the princess did not seem to have a beautiful complexion and the mood was like that of her father.
It reflected fear, pain, anxiety, despair ... all feelings that troubled Ondine very much. She had never seen her father in that state and this troubled her a lot, like Raminas, Ondine did not want war.
But someone like her in her condition did not know how it could be useful, despite having been trained like her brothers in the art of war, they still kept her out of taking part in the battles.
Everyone claimed that she was still too young and poorly prepared, despite the fact that she was doing her best in training. Raminas and the various instructors only complimented the girl on her achievements, but at the same time they wanted her to do more.
Ondine knew well when her father and various people expected of her, but did not understand much of the meaning.
Vossler and Basch had explained to her several times, that she had great potential for those things, so it was right that she developed those skills as she could have done a lot to give prestige and prestige to Dalmasca.
After that meeting with her father Ondine she spent the rest of the day dedicating herself to her homework which kept her busy, the girl couldn't even meet with Basch to talk to him because of it.
The days following the preparations for the feast were very chaotic and not at all simple. Artemis had not missed the opportunity to press the young princess together with Lady Arla.
However, the punishment to Ondine had not seemed so severe, on the contrary, he found us faulty in issuing directives to the various servants. All the command lessons that Vossler or Basch had taught her were paying off, proving very useful.
But for a few days until the evening of the party the girl would have been very busy.
The palace was a real pandemonium, especially the reception hall. The servants were running like crazy all busy, for the last minute preparations. Every detail that evening should not have been absolutely out of place.
Artemis demanded perfection for the engagement of the beloved princess Ashelia.
When it was possible for them, both Raminas and Ashe looked out curiously to see how the preparations proceeded in the immense hall.
They observed in wonder some members of the Order of the Knights of Dalmasca carrying and lifting some tables and other heavy furniture.
-How the hell had Ondine managed to convince them? ...- both Raminas and his daughter Ashe wondered, very surprised by that unusual scene. Both noticed the enthusiasm that Ondine seemed to put in giving directions on where to position the various furniture.
He seemed to be enjoying himself, Raminas was not surprised at the way the girl gave directions to the group of Knights under his command.
A little further on, the king and his daughter saw each other approached by Lady Arla who was happy, the commitment that Princess Ondine was putting into organizing the event.
-Your Majesty what honor to see you here, have you come to see how the preparations are proceeding? - asked Arla with a bow to the sovereign.
-I wanted to know from you how it goes with my daughter Ondine. - He cut short the sopvrano.
-High, Lady Ondine is behaving as you "requested" and everything is proceeding smoothly. - said the lady with great satisfaction, in speaking of Ondine.
-Very good, I'm glad. -He asked the king, who was about to leave, when Arla asked her one last question concerning the "problem" with Prince Rasler and at least resolved.
-Sire with Lord Rasler what decision has been made? - asked the lady curiously.
-It's all solved Lady Arla, you can ask Ashe.- Raminas said looking at his daughter, before saying goodbye to the lady.
The woman felt more relieved but for security she decided to speak with Ashe to find out more of what had been told around.
-Lady Ashe, if you have a moment to spare I would like to ask you some questions about Lord Rasler and you if I am not too indiscreet.- Arla asked trying to be as audacious as possible, without being too invasive with the princess.
-Sure Lady Arla. -Ashe said approaching the companion lady of her sister.
Across the hall Artemis, crossing his arms, merely supervised the work of Princess Ondine while she gave the latest instructions on where to lay the piano.
When it was finally decided where to place the piano, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from their forehead because of the effort made.
Some men leaned on the floor proud of their work. It hadn't been easy for them.
-Lady Ondine and you others !? Uhh ... the floor goes to the other side of the room, over there. There is better acoustics there. - Artemis indicated with her index finger the correct place where the piano was to be replaced. In a remote place in the room, on the opposite side of where they were.
Ondine rolled his eyes as he made the new arrangements. The unfortunate poor people complained, all resentful. Taking up the plan for the umpteenth time. Ondine could not refrain from having a little laugh, after all she felt a little sorry for them.
Artemis was terrible if he wanted to be bored, but not as much as Arla or Vossler, they were more fun.
The various preparations for the party were very enthralling in terms of long stressful, and every moment there came out some forgetfulness or something to do.
Atdine at one point expressed the desire to take a break, as he felt the need.
-But if you don't even lift a finger! You didn't do anything! - exclaimed a soldier apparently indignant across the hall.
Ondine recognized the soldier's voice on the fly, the only one to take it back in that way could only be Dunya, that boy had inherited from his father not only the similarity, but also the language.
At that point Ondine smiled pleased, before giving a splendid smile that would enchant any man. Let alone one as big as Dunya.
-Of course I know Dunya, but watching you is more than enough. Or maybe you want an extra dose? How do you prefer?
-You are terrible! - provoked the knight.
-Attention Dunya ... last time you know what happened to you when he challenged me.- Ondine smiled even more pleased.
-Oh! But that's what makes it more interesting. - He made the dalmasco in a mischievous tone, before being both taken up by Artemis.
* Some hours before the start of Ashe's engagement party *
Finally the moment everyone was waiting for had finally arrived, that evening the engagement between Ashelia of Dalmasca and Rasler of Nabradia would be made official.
The documents concerning the alliance between these two kingdoms had been initialed and all the details concerning it had been precisely defined.
Everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, from a year to that part Ashe would marry Rasler and everything would be signed for the joy and good of all.
During those days there had been no hitches of any problem and only an attempt to assassinate the king by the Marquise Argas.
When the plot and his mind was discovered, many nobles could not believe it. Ashe after that "intense" experience had asked his father to double the hours he devoted to the study of his self-defense.
Ashe was also recovering from finding out what kind of disturbed individual the Marquise was. For that occasion the princess had received the support and support of all the nobility including even the lady companion of her sister.
The only one who seemed extraneous to all the facts was Ondine, who in the meantime was busy with the preparations for the party. The princess had noticed that something was wrong since the arrest of the marquise and some nobles had reached her ear.
All names that in Ondine said nothing new, in fact very often Ondine had often found herself arguing fiercely. For her they were all people who had to be removed but for some time.
Therefore she had preferred to concentrate on the tasks that had been assigned to her, if she did not want to run again in the reproaches of her father is the last time it had not been pleasant at all.
Just with the end of the preparations Arla and some company ladies of both Ashe and Ondine, had told the latter the whole story of the marquise.
-You are not telling me anything new! - said Ondine looking at Lady Arla in the Hall of the Constellations, near the gardens, not far from the barracks of the Order.
-Possible that it won't upset you even a little? - Arla looked at her incredulously, the lady had to recognize that it was difficult to impress Princess Ondine. It seemed that the girl always knew everything, even what she didn't have to know.
When she was like this, Arla felt not a little put in awe by the girl, fearing that she might say something very inconvenient or unpleasant. As most of the time it happened.
"But it's your sister and ..." She made Lady Arla go on, but Ondine cut her off abruptly.
-Not a single word, Lady Arla! I am not a gossip and what is said about this episode I find it quite reprehensible besides not being of my interest. -
-He is not about gossip or anything else here ..- Arla look down, while Ondine looked at her very annoyed.
-So what? - asked Ondine demanding a convincing answer from her lady, but Arla could not find the words in the meantime Ondine instead was running out of patience.
-Do you have difficulty finding words? -The princess was more and more irritated, in the end Arla remained silent while Ondine of all that situation felt visually annoyed.
What bothered her most and that no one had reported anything to her, could not even blame herself if she got involved in the preparations.
What's more, she had it with herself for underestimating the situation and those people. As she had dared so much, Ondine thought full of resentment towards Argas.
The princess hoped in her heart that this mean woman had paid dearly for it. He had dared to get so close to his loved ones that Ondine hoped that they had given her exemplary punishment for such a gesture.
He had hated her since she was a child, perceiving a distorted and corrupt nature in her. Ondine knew well that the woman had tried to stretch her hands on her also to no avail.
The mere thought that this happened gave a terrible annoyance to Ondine, who, determined as she was, ran to her older brothers to ask for more information on the terrible event.
After several rounds to the castle the princess found there, Ronnah and Valiant were talking to General Frorz, in a lively way, the main topic was the war with Archadia.
Ondine saw them there, under the colonnade near the Council Chamber of the Order, not far away, in the direction of the barracks one could observe the two distinct figures of Basch and Vossler intent on training other knights.
This was certainly not the first time that Ondine found himself wandering around the barracks of the Order, a place unsuitable for one of his rank. Her visits always and only ended them in two ways, or she was scolded or ended up challenging a knight to a duel. And very often it was Dunya and her father who made the consequences.
For Sir Biran, however, that had become a habit, the General had seen the young girl come from afar. He was certainly there for some specific reason, he thought when he saw her approach her brothers.
Her arrival did not go unnoticed as usual, most of the knights of the Order turned to look at her, including Basch and Vossler himself.
Ronnah, Valiant and Frorz also noticed the arrival of the princess.
-What are you doing here Ondine? - Valiant asked puzzled, turning to his sister as if he wanted to take her back.
-I was looking for you two. said the girl with great at all, for running in search of her brothers.
-How many times have you been told that it is not good to run around the palace? - Valianth said once more.
-Give her leave Val, this time she has done well.- Ronnah tried to break a spear in favor of her sister.
-After almost blowing up the welcome counter for Rasler! - Valiant told his brother.
-For that I always remain of my opinion! - Ondine said defiantly, looking into his older brother's eyes.
-I deduce that all the speech we gave you, Basch, Vosler and above all our father has not served? -Valiant raised a puzzled eyebrow at her sister's obstinacy.
-The decision you made is wrong! - he commented even more decisively.
Valiant and Ronnah took a strange look, did the same when they looked at Ondine. They couldn't say anything at first, until Forz spoke.
-Your Highness, Lady Ondine, why must the decision regarding Ashe and my lord be wrong? As your illustrious brothers and others have told you, this is the best solution for both our kingdoms. Maybe you're just afraid of losing your sister's company. Frorz suggested.
-Probably this is it! Why didn't you tell us about Ondine before? - Valiant continued trying to catch the ball that Forz had suggested, Ronnah was no less, even if he was not convinced of such an excuse.
-Ronnah you can't lie! You are a bad liar.- the girl's voice thundered all over the courtyard, attracting the attention of those present for the second time.
-As for you, Forz say a single word and I will cut your tongue.
"Then why did you come here, Lady Ondine?" Asked the Nabradian officer.
"I wanted to know the details regarding the plot hatched by Lady Argas." She replied, while the Nabradian was scouting her.
-For that you can ask your knights, My Lady. To those two the down .- The Nabradian indicating Basch and Vossler.
-It is they who intercepted and thwarted Lady Agras' plans. Lord Rasler and I have only done our best. So much of the idea that this alliance is wrong? Can you also explain to me why one with your "Gifts" has not been able to predict such a thing? - The Nabradian still said, but the only answer he received from the princess was not sure what to answer.
-Just Majesty! If your father knew ...- added the man but Ondine in anger retorted openly challenging the Captain's authority.
-Because this is the feeling I have! - Ondine's hands were itching, if it were possible she would have continued to support her position.
The intervention of General Biran had been providential, the Dalmatian princes to calm the situation asked the General to remove Princess Ondine from there and to calm her at least.
General Biran glanced at the girl, while then he noticed his son Vossler and Basch approaching him to find out what had happened. Valiant and Ronnah chased had decided to move together with Forz.
-What happened again? -Vossler asked reaching his father's side. The General only replied that the princess had had an argument with Prince Rasler's attendant.
Basch at Biran's words gave a deep sigh, Vossler looked with great disappointment at the princess. But as soon as he tried to say something Basch interrupted him, asking that he could take care of the girl.
-I don't think your Basch intervention will help much. - Vossler pointed out enormously tired of the girl's behavior.
-I'm sorry to say, but this time I agree with my son. Princess your behavior disappoints us a lot. - Profited Biran.
-Give her at least the opportunity to speak and explain .- Basch said at last, looking at the princess, who returned the look in silence.
-Lady Arla told me about the conspiracy hatched by the Marquise Argas you have damages to my father. I'm here because I wanted to know more information about it, seeing my brothers I thought to ask them, but the speech took a wrong turn when Forz tried to insinuate that I'm wrong in opposing Ashe's engagement and that my hostility was dictated from the fear of losing my sister. But this is not wrong.
She even had to complain about my "abilities" and ..- Ondine tried to continue but Basch interrupted her, saying that it was enough. General Von Ronsenburg exchanged with Vosser and Biran who immediately understood what Basch wanted to suggest.
-Just like that, that's enough.
Basch's gentle manner and his low tone of voice ended up calming the girl, at which point the man asked the girl if she wanted to talk about it, Ondine nodded.
-I want to know more about the Lady Argas issue. - insist the girl, however, looking at the three dalmaschi knights.
-I don't think that's the case, you want to know.-Vossler replied, making noatre how the discussion with Rasler's attendant ended.
-You are wrong Vossler, I want to know. I've always tried to warn Ashe about that woman ... why didn't anyone do anything? The Marquise is not the only person like that, the court is full of them.
-Maestà we understand well how you feel, but we can't do much. Many of those people can prove to be very dangerous, and then what evidence do you have to condemn them? Much more facts are needed than your "gift". -For once, Vossler softened seeing the girl's concern for her family.
-How did you know about Lady Argas and her intentions? Nobody knew anything, especially I was not told anything. I don't like this ..- said the princess.
"It's the exact same thing your sister Lady Ondine said." Vossler replied in a more relaxed way.
- Sorry Majesty, but it was a specific order from your father. We couldn't have done otherwise. "Basch commented, crossing his arms.
-It is worthy of my father after all. When did it all last? To infiltrate someone like Frorz, where it must not have been simple. - Supposed Ondine, still interrogating his knights.
"No, not at all My Lady," said Biran. -It all happened between one diplomatic assignment and another, many of the nobles who took part in the conspiracy spent a lot of time here, so we waited for the opportunity until they all gathered and then seized them on the fact. -Fine the general.
-What happened to the Marquise? - made the princess increasingly involved in the affair. She wanted to know everything, that interested her very much.
-He was arrested like everyone else. Basch took care of her, the Marchesa believed to stab the king but found herself in front of Basch, who immediately neutralized her. I focused on protecting Lady Ashe and Lord Rasler.
When Vossler told the princess about this feat, Ondine felt more relieved, but nevertheless the worry of what had happened and the continuous negative feelings that she had, did not make her drop her guard.
The princess then asked her father where he was, Biran told him that he had taken care of the safety of his father. Then the young woman looked away from the elderly general and moved him elsewhere.
-The merit of the success of the operation was also of the young Nabradian prince. Basch recalled, pointing out, but the princess at that admission of General Von Ronsenburg was slightly annoyed refraining from commenting.
The Landisano knight noticed the slight annoyance of the girl, but the mere fact that the girl had not uttered a word made him hope in his heart that how much or less the princess could change her decision.
While Ondine was silently reflecting, General Biran asked her given the time, if it was not the case for her to go get ready since the engagement between Ashe and Rasler would be made official that evening.
The mere reminder of these phrases had something annoying about it, Ondine snorted almost annoyed. He could not oppose his father's decision, now everything had never been decided and she did not have enough power to change things.
An almost indecipherable expression had appeared on his face, which hardly concealed the hostile feeling for that father's decision. She was outraged by it.
The princess greeted the three knights and walked slowly towards her apartments. That evening she would have to watch a boring engagement ceremony, the king's speech and the congratulations of the nobles.
She too should have bowed in front of her sister and Prince Rasler, wishing her long life, but she just couldn't imagine the scene.
He would never bow his head, and never wish for something he didn't believe in.
It was all a farce and a mount, it was just a political union through which both nations involved would have benefited. No feeling, no personal happiness, what kind of life was that.
That was not a life, it was only a golden cage, but still a cage from which Ondine desperately wanted to escape. She was grateful not to be an heir to the throne, too many duties and a destiny devoted only to sacrifice.
For her, the power of a king was nothing, the freedom and awareness that was drawn from it was true power. The power to have no limits, the power to decide who or what to be, what to do. The power of good and evil.
The power to decide one's fate. To walk a path not decided by others. To leave the certain for the uncertain.
Here's to Ondine what real power was.
Immersed as she was on her thoughts, Ondine did not notice someone calling her, until she heard her name called Nereide.
Of his three names, Ondine Nereide Galtea, the latter was certainly his favorite. It is only the people closest to her who were allowed to call her that.
Ondine immediately recognized the voice was that of her sister Lady Ashe, who in her usual silver dress went against her greeting.
In those hurried days the two sisters had few moments of meeting, Ashe was continually preoccupied with the questions concerning the marriage with Prince Rasler now connected. Not that a whole series of rituals and propitiatory traditions to have the favor of the gods.
Ondine knew all those things, but there were more interesting things than ceremonial rites, so he preferred to concentrate on other things.
-Nereid! - Ashe called her a few meters away, Ondine's eyes rested on her sister. He had finally met her, but something made her stop for a moment, Ondine wondered if, as ever, seeing her gift she had not immediately noticed the presence of Ashe.
-Ashe ... -Ondine began, feeling taken aback which was really rare.
-I was just looking for you ... you know I wanted to talk to you, in these days we have seen so little. -Ashe said smiling happily, while Ondine was not in the same mood.
-Right ... Ashe. I was looking for you too, I heard about Lady Agras. "Ashe heard her sister's name, Ashe stiffened suddenly. He had not yet easily forgotten the unpleasant experience of the plot, Ashe's thought turned to those few hours with the prince.
If he hadn't been there, who knows if she could still be there and who knows what fate could have happened in Dalmasca with the war at the door.
Ashe categorically refused to think of any negative or catastrophic result, she was strongly convinced that with that political marriage things would change for everyone, for the better. She really believed it.
-You are wrong Ashe ... -Ondine said abruptly with a disarming coldness that would have disheartened and disheartened anyone.
Ashe was appalled by her sister's hostility, she couldn't understand what reason Ondine had against Rasler. In the past he had never shown such an aversion or hostility towards Nabradia and his ruling house.
But then why did he have so much against Rasler.
-Why can't you be happy for me Ondine? - Ashe asked, calling her sister with her first name and no longer affectionately. When Ashe assumed this attitude it only meant that he was distancing himself from his sister.
-Ashe he will never make you happy. Why doesn't anyone want to understand it? - said Ondine exasperated.
-No, Ondine what I don't understand is you. You're the one I don't understand ... none of us are understanding you anymore. And then Rasler is not like the others, you cannot judge him as you have always done with everyone. He's different! - Ashelia almost verbally attacked her sister, but she just could not bear to be said meanness about Rasler.
Ondine at the words of Ashe shook her head, the young princess could see in her sister all a series of feelings. He understood them well, but he couldn't manage to be on his side.
-Sister I do not see any joy in this political marriage or not. No hope.- Ondine said, shaking his head, the tone of his voice was firm and decisive, leaving no room for any hesitation.
-No! No and still no ... Why do you refuse to understand? This thing is not only about me, Ondine, it is also about you, our future and all of Dalmasca. Many people believe me and I don't intend to disappoint them. How can you say these things? How then to be so cruel. Do you really not care about that? -Ashe was almost hysterical, that speech really involved her.
The young royal woman was truly convinced of what she was saying, so it was difficult for her to maintain a certain self-control in front of her sister's disarmed words.
It was unacceptable for her that her sister did not support her in that delicate moment, and that, in her opinion, she showed a certain neglect of what Dalmasca was about.
-I really care about Ashelia, only you and everyone ... sorry but I don't think I'm feeling well. Now I have to go .- The words came automatically from Ondine's lips, while the girl stared fixedly at her sister. Unwittingly those words sounded strange, for both of them.
Ondine could no longer cope with the weight of all those violent emotions that hid in her and in her sister. Mixed emotions, the same and different, were creating many problems for her, she was losing control and this was not going well.
With two short words Ondine they go away from his sister, he didn't look good. Ashe squeezed his heart to see his sister in that state, he had never seen her like that, something was not going as it should.
* A few hours before the start of Ashe's engagement party *
After the brief meeting with her sister Ondine she returned to her quarters, but she did not even have time to catch her breath that Lady Arla and some servants joined her.
-Then Highness still that expression, come on try to be more collaborative. -Arla resumed his young lady.
"It's that I can't believe he's getting married," said Ondine. -But do you think about it? -
- "Even if you behaved more like your sister, you wouldn't have all these problems. But someone here is so stubborn, it's to say that you could have whoever you want, Highness." Lady Arla sighed as she prepared to give the last orders to Ondine's maids.
-That's the least of my thoughts. retorts the young lady, while casting an eye on her room.
-You are terrible, at least tell me that you have chosen what to wear for tonight? Arla asked, looking at some of Ondine's clothes that the maids were pulling out of her closets.
Each dress was more beautiful and sumptuous than the previous one, there was only spoiled for choice.
-Oh, but I didn't ... I find it useless to waste time deciding which dress to wear. So the one to marry is Ashe not me. I think you can take care of it ... you have a taste for these things, whatever you want you will choose for me will be more than good. - Said the princess carelessly.
-Well, because I had something in mind, my Lady.
Ondine seemed reluctant to the mere idea of what would await her, as much as she liked and looked good clothes, that dressing up found him really annoying and impractical.
But knowing her company lady Ondine she could already imagine what Arla would bring out, perhaps thinking about it had not been a good idea. Or gods ... let it not be a long dress with a train-the girl thought intensely.
All of Ondine's fears materialized when he saw Lady Arla pull out of one of her three wardrobes, an emerald green dress with gold inlays. Ondine blinks her eyes to focus on what seemed like a horrible shame.
He didn't even remember where he got it or if it had been a nobleman's gift.
"But as you don't remember, it was a gift from the Marquis Sinead, he made it packaged for you," said Arla.
-Right, I remember that Marquis ... he thought he was buying my attention by similar means. - Dalmatian commented acidly, before changing his tone again and giving precise instructions to his lady.
-Lady Arla as an alternative to your proposal, I think that all clothes like the "green" one if you can avoid them would be much more collaborative in getting ready.
"As Majesty wishes." Said Lady Arla.
-You! - Ondine said, turning to one of his maids on her right -... She prepares a hot bath. As for the other two behind you, I want them to prepare everything I need for when I finish the bathroom.
"It will be your Highness." The three waitresses bowed while the princess glanced at her room, which looked like a battlefield in comparison, the armory was certainly more orderly.
The bath lasted too little until Ondine could relax as he wanted, there was no point in taking a calming for his headache. The mere thought of the party and how many people there could be bothered her immensely, all those confused thoughts and feelings annoyed her a lot.
Returning to her room, now never littered with clothes of any kind, shape or color, Ondine saw herself approached by Arla together with an elderly woman, in her hands Arla held a beautiful silver-colored dress.
-What about this, my Lady is to your liking? Or do you want to see others? We placed them on your bed .- said the old woman.
- "Everything has been cleaned and prepared as per your instructions, my Lady."
Ondine looked not only towards the bed, to find it covered with a door of his party clothes, the other was scattered throughout the room. There were many shades from bright and vibrant to dark and pastel tones.
Ondine looked at them all, one after the other, his fingers lightly brushed against all those precious materials, satin, silk, tulle, organza, cotton, linen, lace, but none of them affected her in any way. They were all indifferent to her.
-My lady? asked the maid impatiently, curious to know the girl's decision.
-I will wear the silver one with blue embroidery, which Arla holds in her hand. Now, however, could you find suitable accessories? With all the jewels that I fear I have no idea which to choose. Lady Arla, will you take care of it? - said Ondine turning to Arla, who nodded.
Ondine freed himself from the dress he had worn that day, to put on the silver-colored dress, then went to sit in front of the huge mirror of his room, with the wooden toilet nearby exquisitely decorated with geometric carvings.
She stared at her reflection numbly as two maidens began to untangle and comb her long hair.
-My lady? asked one of the two maidens who were taking care of her hair. -Do you want hats gathered up or down?
-Lady Arla what are you proposing? - Ondine looked at Arla who proposed a hairstyle up, very elaborate and pompous.
-Obviously on your Majesty! This is a very important event where you can stand out. Therefore I would also opt to insert some hydrangea flowers, if you allow it. -the lady proposed.
-A tribute to my mother ...- said Ondine, suddenly lowering his wonderful indigo eyes.
After an hour of work, Ondine didn't even look the same anymore. Her reflection seemed so different, it reminded him of the imposing statues of Galtea placed in front of the entrance of the building.
-You are majestic Lady Ondine.- Arla and other maidservants said behind her.
"After all, you are the White Glow." He concluded proudly.
Ondine let out a long sigh, she didn't feel like attending the party at all, the only thing she wanted was to find a way not to show up. But dressed up and as it was, this was very difficult, meanwhile she started to head towards the hall where the party would be held.
* During the dance between Ondine and Basch *
While Princess Ondine made her entrance with General Basch, in the general amazement of all those present, on the other side of the room, the one towards the throne. Princess Ashe and Prince Rasler were receiving greetings from many members of the Dalmatian and Nabradian nobility.
For that important event there were several authorities, among which the name of the Marquis Ondore stood out. There were also some exponents from Rozaria and Archadia, but mostly they were just irrelevant personalities whose political influence was nil.
Ashe and Rasler were close to each other, both dressed in the most beautiful clothes, one by one they received the various nobles who wished them all sorts of wishes.
Both of their Majesties were so happy, the most beautiful future ahead of them, full of hope and peace. The peace that both his kingdoms wanted so much.
All evening Arla had done nothing but praise the young royal couple, on how much those two young men represented a great hope. They were so beautiful, so joyful. She was strongly convinced that nothing could harm them.
Ashe and Rasler were delighted to receive greetings from Lady Arla, who exchanged a few short words with the young couple.
-I am so happy for you Heights. May Galtea watch over you, said the lady.
-Thank you very much Lady Arla. Ashe commented, smiling at the woman, while glancing at her sister who was dancing with Basch.
- Still hasn't come? - Arla let slip, Ashe's answer was a "yes" just whispered. A certain disappointment appeared on the face of the young girl for a brief moment, which was then promptly masked when the princess changed the subject again.
Arla and Rasler won't say anything.
Behind them the royal princes, Ronnah and Valiant, were following the young Ondine with a careful eye, circling the entire room with General. They observed every movement commenting on it. Vossler also joined their duo soon.
-Did you see Valiant? What did I tell you.- Ronnah asserted reminding her brother of their previous speech.
-This shows nothing! Rather, what worries me is Ondine's behavior and his hostility.- Valiant said with the utmost seriousness, while staring at his sister.
-It seems much quieter tonight compared to a few days ago. -He continued.
-It's because of the General, Valiant believe me. reiterated the king's third son.
-Prince Ronnah, your Highness, is right. Vossler said approaching the two principles.
The two princes turned simultaneously to Captain Vossler, who greeted him with a brief greeting.
-Well one of the qualities of our General is that of being much loved. If he has the favor of Galtea and our king.-
-Captain Vossler your presence is always welcome, why don't you stay a while? My brother and I were just talking about this, we would be very pleased if you too expressed your thoughts. -Ronnah said to him making an invitation gesture towards him.
-Ronnah claims that your friend, General Basch has a good influence on Lady Ondine. I do not exclude this, we all know what kind of person Sir Basch manages to make Odine easily listen to her where many others and including us have also failed.- Valiant ruled observing her sister.
-Well, Lord Valiant .. Ondine is not common ... given its position, I find it very difficult that someone can or can manage its nature. His "talents" are proof of this. Vossler said with utmost seriousness.
-Do you think like me, Captain Vossler? - by asking the prince.
-Yes, Majesty! - said the captain.
-Then what will happen ... - But Ronnah was abruptly interrupted by his biggest fan who took him back.
-Our Father will have some ideas about it. There are not a few who over the years have set their sights on Ondine and have all been refused. Unfortunately, not even I can tell you what our father's intentions are towards him. -
Ronnah looked at her brother and Vossler and then took a look at her sister Ondine who at that moment finished dancing. Then there was that strange phrase and the strange behavior of General Basch, who left the room.
Ondine followed him without hesitating regardless of everything.
The three riders were stupid, even Lady Arla who had approached the group was literally bleached. Only one dared to sarcasm was General Forz.
-It is true then what is said about Princess Ondine. Who can read hearts and distinguish truth from lies? - asked Forz.
-Yes ... he is one of his talents, Sir Forz ... -Valiant said before finishing his explanation.
-... But it is a power as strong as it is very unstable. Ondine, however, is easily influenced the stronger the feeling that binds her to her loved ones. Need someone who has a firm grip and managed to contain his power, one whose influence contains his nature.
-I understand ... so it was his nature, the cause of the hostility towards my lord? - Forz said asking if his hypothesis was true.
-It is as you have assumed Sir Forz, Ondine most likely does not do it on purpose. This comes naturally to her, she still doesn't have enough control over her power. And the result is what you see.- Valiant expressed himself showing all his concern for his sister.
-The prophecy of old Alizèe turned out to be true. -Ronnah said continuing her story. -Alizèe did not only predict the fact that Rasler would in fact be the one who would bring the two families together.
"But that Ashelia would also have to bear a great burden, and that the Goddess Galtea would give her support and would not abandon her." Ronnah concluded her story.
-A gift and a curse at the same time. Now I understand everything, also why your father is so attentive to him. You don't want it to fall into the wrong hands.
-Exact. The knights of the Order, like Captain Vossler and we have sworn to defend it.- said Ronnah.
-It is better then that our enemy never knows about these things ...- Forz asserted, suggesting valuable advice, before heading with the other three knights to wish the princess Ashe and Rasler good wishes.
