Listen to what I'll say
Meanwhile, at the arrival of the rozzarian prince in Rabanastre, Lord Larsa was busy taking stock of the situation, which he thought was too strange because something did not return, with Judge Magister Zargabaath.
The judge was in sharp disagreement over the fact that Judge Gabranth had to go to Buijerba to bring the message of Lady Ashe to his uncle the Marquis Ondore, found the thing somewhat tacky as well as very ambiguous as a situation from the point of political view.
Larsa, on the other hand, had some disagreements regarding the behavior of the Marquis, which he found to be rather unkempt for a person of a certain age and rank.
-Lord Larsa if you allow me to express my disappointment on the choice of Lady Ashe to send Gabranth as his messenger in Buijerba.- said the judge in a rather worried tone.
But the young Archadian emperor did not agree with Judge Magister.
"You who do not understand, here something does not square. I think the Marquis Ondore has something to hide, the behavior he is holding is very strange and does not suit a person with his charge and a certain importance.
-But your Excellency, for Princess Ashe has been imprudent to send Gabranth to act as a messenger although this is related to the assassination of King Raminas, there may be problems for this.
I point out the man in a tone that is worried, but Larsa did not disappear in the least, since the murderer of the Dalmasca king had died officially for at least three years, even though the real manager had died a little over a year.
Larsa remembered perfectly the last words that Noah had uttered in his presence, while dying the judge clutched his brother's hand so hated that he wanted to see him suffer, as he had suffered for so long.
He too had lived a similar tragedy, Larsa though in a different way. But it was no longer the case to think about these things, now it was never all past, the war was gone and a new era was facing the old one, giving way to new hopes.
-Giudice Zargabaath is no longer the case to talk about what has been now, we are at the door of a new era, where fate we write it with our actions and decisions, the time of the gods now never decayed no longer belongs to the present .
"But your Excellency, we can not forget, we are not in a position to do it. - I point out the judge to his young gentleman, but the boy pointed out that they were not in effect in the position to make requests because it was the Archadian government to contribute to the war and to that institution, the only thing they could do now it was to contribute to the recovery of the kingdom of dalmasco and of the neighboring peoples.
-I know Judge Zargabaath, and it is precisely for this reason that we must avoid as far as it is possible to not commit the same mistakes of my father and my brother anymore. The people of Archades still owe too much to the kingdom of Dalmasca and all the other states.
"But the fault is not yours," said the judge.
-Yes. But now it is I who find myself having to cope with the situation that created those who were in my place. So I find it useless to waste time talking in speeches that we already know the answer, save the energy for more.
On the blue terrace, Camelia had arranged for the young Rozzian prince, and before he had to take part in an interview with Princess Ashe, the young maid asked him with much education if she wanted something to await the arrival of her lady.
"My lord, do you want me to bring you something in the meantime when my lady arrives?"
"Leave it alone, your mere presence gladdens this moment. - said Al Cid with his usual distinguished act.
The young maid took leave shortly thereafter, left alone Al Cid barely had time to speculate about the situation in which she had gone to hunt Amaya. He did not know how to help his young friend, especially because in that particular circumstance there was not much to do.
The Rozzariano wanted to see with his own eyes how things were going, and that they knew about the others in Amaya or if they suspected something. The young Robbie wanted to gather as much information as possible about the situation.
After waiting for a few minutes for the rozzarian prince on the blue terrace, Princess Ashe decides to receive it. It was a long time since Ashe did not meet Prince Al Cid, the last time he had been able to meet him in person he had been a few months ago, when he had visited a representation in the capital of the Rozzarian Empire to strengthen the alliance between the kingdom of Dalmasca and the Rozzarian empire.
Ashe saw, outside the room, Prince Al Cid absorbed in watching the royal palace from the terrace and the expanse of the Dalmasca city, when the woman slowly approached the prince calling him by name.
-Principe Al Cid you like so much the city of Rabanastre and its royal palace to be captivated by its beauty? -
Hearing these words, the prince turned to Princess Ashe, who with a feline step approached him slowly, looked him in the eyes smiling and moving to his side resting his hands on the marble cornice of the terrace.
The princess then moved her gaze to the royal palace and onto the large square that faced it, contemplating the immensity of that space so large, letting go of a sighing sigh that did not escape Al Cid who maliciously asked why he had so so much to sigh.
-Lady Ashe is not the royal palace and the city of Rabanastre has bewitched me, but it's you. Every time I see you like that ... on the way, I'll take it so hard it will not suit you. You should be more cheerful, finally after you have desired it so much, the war is over and a era of peace opens before you.
-This is not what makes me sad and just that your words make me think about how much the war has torn me away, my husband, my father and my brothers ... even Ondine is vanished ... I lost the most dear I had ... - Said the girl bitterly.
-Lady Ashe I regret the loss of your loved ones because of the gurra but you have to go on ... you have a life to be happy, you are so young.- said the man raising an eyebrow, pointing out to the young ruler how much he still to live on and that he had to leave his past behind.
-You are right, we must not let the past inflict my present and the future.- I stress the young woman, while Al Cid smiled at him satisfied, before asking her another question.
"And this is the right frame of mind that Lady Ashe suits you. I hope to see you always like this ... but tell me how the organization is proceeding for the Restoration ceremony? asked the young Dalmasca huma.
But the princess did not say much. -Principe Al Cid, as you know the procedures and the orgation for the Restoration ceremony is going well, only the uncle's reply is missing from the Marquis Ondore.-
-So only he is missing? - Asked the Robbie almost worried, but the princess also mention the lack of other figures impotant to this event.
-Not only him, others are missing ... people without whom this restoration ceremony would not have been possible.- I underline Lady Ashe, suddenly Prince Al Cid's face lights up and one of his mischievous smiles appears.
-But as I did not think about it, you refer to that archadian aviopirata and his patner, the viera!? -
"Yes, they!" The girl nodded.
-Oh well ...! In this case it surprises me that you want similar figures to your precious ceremony, but how will you justify these presences your subjects? - I ask Al Cid, in a tone of voice as sarcastic and amused.
-Do not worry, I'll talk to them to fix everything, however I do not think there is to worry too much. Forget that if it were not for their valuable contribution I do not know if I would be here and Rabanastre would still exist. Do not you notice that from here you can enjoy an excellent view of the "Fortress of the skies?". - I ask the young princess dalmasca to Prince Rozzarian.
But Al Cid replied that there was no need to bring up the episode that had been the protagonist of Balthier. -Lady Ashe, every time it becomes more and more subtle, there is no need to stress that from here you can clearly see the Baumuth ... and the "noble" gesture of that pirate avio.-
-You, on the other hand, you always show yourself to be well-informed. - I underline the young princess intactly wandering the rozzarian prince, facing his gaze, as if it were a competition to those who were stronger.
-What magnificent sovereign you will become for Dalmasca, you could not ask for a better sovereign.- I point out to Cid in a flattering voice.
-You Al Cid know how to make us with the flattery and not only with women.-Ashe pointed out still throwing a look at Al Cid.
- Your Majesty paint me badly.- The voice of the prince divvente a bit burdensome, wanting to weigh on the princess the happy little commend had said about him.
"How should I paint Prince Al Cid?" Ashe said stunned.
-As your ally, Lady Ashe, a precious ally. -Al Cid prone the sentence with a low tone as he took the hand of the princess to kiss her before taking leave of her.
-You are a precious ally Al Cid, how could I forget it? Without your help and that of many others, I would not be able to face Vayne and his army. "
-Lady Ashe I'm very happy, but I would not steal more time with the many commitments you have now that you are about to become a queen, if you allow me to say goodbye to you. -Chiese politely the rozzarian to the princess.
Lady Ashe said that it was a pleasure to spend some time with him, and that he had not taken her away at all, in fact she was always happy to escape for a while her commitments that her role brought her.
