RACING TO ANOTHER ME 26
Amaya felt called by her real name, Ondine, not once but twice. It seemed strange to be called by that name which she had denied when she discovered the heap of lies that her father, Raminas, had always told her.
The young woman looked at Al-Cid warily, she didn't like being called that way, she just didn't tolerate it.
She was not a dalmasca, she was not a member of the royal family and as such she was not a princess. This was what she thought.
Although officially and legally she was an effective member of the Dalmasca royal family, this made her a potential heir to the throne after her sister Ashelia.
But Amaya, however, was not interested in the throne and not even in the kingdom of Dalmasca; indeed, he had less to do with Dalmasca and what it entailed, and the happier she was.
Amaya was totally absorbed in her thoughts, when Al-Cid called her again with her real name, which irritated the girl not a little.
-Ondine ...-
- Can you stop Al-Cid from using that name? It gets on my nerves.- the dalmasca cut it shrewdly.
"Why don't you accept my help, Princess?" Al-Cid asked almost smugly.
-No you have already done too much, ... more than necessary.-The girl refused, Amaya was too proud to admit that she needed someone and this Al-Cid knew it well, so the Rozarian prince decided to be even more persuasive with the girl.
-Do you trust me Amaya, have I ever cheated on you? - The prince said in a persuasive voice as he approached Amaya, looking into her amethyst eyes.
-Amaya, believe me .- The Rozzarian added as he scrutinized the expression on the princess's face, which does not seem to believe a single word from the Rozarian nobleman.
Amaya was not at all happy with the last sentences pronounced by Al-Cid, she feared that the Rozarian could betray her as her uncle had done, acting on his own by taking her away Rasler and Noah.
Al-Cid did not want to give up, he wanted at all costs to win the distrust of the princess. It was enough to call her by her real name, which she had begun to be wary of, so the young Rozarian prince tried to reason with Amaya.
The prince had to give reason in part to Noel, Amaya sometimes lost for a moment the control of his emotions becoming so much emotionality.
It took little to Amaya to get lost in small subtleties.
This was absolutely not good, nor was it something Amaya could afford in a situation like that, for this reason Al-Cid wanted to offer her help, the girl needed allies could not make herself burned down.
Finally after several insistence from Al-Cid where he tried to reason with Amaya, acting alone would not have been a good idea, while having more allies would have simplified things a lot, the girl almost exasperated by Al-Cid's insistence he accepted the help of the prince he wanted to offer.
Found a meeting point Amaya and Al-Cid agreed on what to do, after which the two decided to leave for Rabastre's time.
It was two in the afternoon when the Al-Cid airship departed from Buhjerba, followed shortly thereafter by Amaya of Amaya. On board his aircraft Amaya was in the company of Sebastian and Noel, both of whom had wanted to follow their lady.
Amaya planned to arrive in Rabanastre for the evening, maximum at sunset, the girl already expected to land her airship in the eastern desert of Dalmasca, not far from the east gate of the city.
Amaya knew a small canyon, with a recess in which he could hide his airship without having to worry that some monster could damage it or that someone tried to steal it.
Through a small cloaking device Amaya made his Amira invisible, a trick he had copied from Balthier.
All the way to Dalmasca, Amaya had remained silent while she was at the wheel of the Amira, with her, at the command posts there was Sebastian, who showed her the route to follow and behind him sat Noel.
Amaya's guide was safe and fast, but at the same time very reckless. The girl had gone at an unbelievable speed towards Dalmasca, enough to arouse the worry of Noel who did not like the girl's way of driving at all.
Sebastian, on the other hand, did not mind Amaya's driving, he recognized an extreme skill and mastery of the vehicle. Amaya felt better every time she drove the Amira that way, on the other hand she loved to travel at high speed, Balthier's Stralh was much too slow by comparison.
Anyone who had seen the Amira fly, would have immediately recognized it not only for its speed, but also for the particular designer, decidedly unusual for an airship.
But also due to its dynamic aerial shape, the platinum color, the airship also had details in pink gold as well as red gold decorations.
Amira was a unique aircraft of its kind.
The journey to Dalmasca was fairly quiet and as expected by Amaya, they arrived for the evening in the east desert, not far from Rabanastre. When he came down from Amira Amaya he almost didn't believe he was trampling again, after so long, from the Canadian land.
Amaya for some reason felt strangely at home, looking around, selling nothing but the desert, rocks and sand. He felt almost happy. That place had been strangely missing.
As much as Amaya hated so many things about Dalmasca, the only thing she still loved about that nation was the desert.
He loved the scorching heat of the desert, his climate, which had nothing to do with the temperate climate of Archades or Buhjierba.
The princess remembered her escapes in the desert and the continuous explorations from one dune to another, while in the palace they wondered where she had gone to hide. Amaya looked almost pleased as she looked around, an attitude that did not escape her two bodyguards who felt uncomfortable with Dalmasca's climate.
Before waiting for the arrival of one of Al-Cid's friends who would lead the Amaya group to Rabanastre, the girl ordered her two guards to change clothes and wear clothes from the Dalmasca style, so as to blend in easily with the rest of the population of Rabanastre.
Amaya felt a little thrilled to be returning to Rabanastre in disguise after a long time, along with Al-Cid she had arranged every detail for her stay in Rabanastre.
In fact, on his return to the city, Al-Cid would assign one of his assistants to provide for the accommodation where Amaya and his two guards would stay, as well as send someone to pick up the princess and guide her to Rabanastre, making sure that no one discovered them.
The person in charge of escorting Amaya and her group to Rabanastre, was an old acquaintance of Amaya, her name was Rascha and was a viera.
Rascha was a bounty hunter belonging to the Centurio clan, the viera had long red hair as well as the eyes, the excuse skin typical of her race and a succinct brown dress that left huge portions of skin uncovered.
The viera had brought with it four chocobi, except one on which it rode.
Amaya was pleasantly surprised to see her old acquaintance again and to learn that she would be the one to escort them to Rabanastre.
For many Amaya decided to present his friend to his two guards and after brief introductions, Rascha ordered all present to mount on the chocobi and immediately set off for Rabanastre.
To reach the eastern gate of Rabanastre, Amaya and his group put us about an hour and a half, the journey would last longer on foot.
Once arrived at the east gate of Rabanastre the whole group got out of the chocobi, which had been rented for the trip and handed them over to the chocobiera, after which the group is preparing to bury the enormous gate of the city placed with laurels.
Before launching the door, Amaya drew a great sigh and then with decisive force crossed the threshold of the east door, she and all her group found themselves with a long stretch of road to do that once passed would lead them to the door gates , exact center of the city of Rabanastre.
Amaya could officially say she came home. From the square of the four doors the group headed north, towards the upper districts of the city, Amaya along the entire route did not say a word, looking straight ahead.
Noel and Sebastian, on the other hand, looked at the buildings of the Dalmatian capital with wonder, the people and the various architectural works. They hardly believed in their eyes that this place, so beautiful and lively, was the city from which their lady had come.
Finally the group stopped at some point, Amaya and his group forded around looking for one of Al-Cid's assistants, who would take them to the logo where they would stay.
At one point, in the midst of the crowd, Amaya saw one of Al-Cid's assistants coming, Hilda, a young girl with long dark hair and green eyes, slightly larger than Amaya.
Hilda, without losing a moment of time, greet Amaya and her group, kindly asking them to follow them, that the group finally reached a luxurious penthouse with a huge terrace on which one could observe a magnificent view, not only of the royal palace of Rabanstre, but also of the city below.
Sebastian looking at the place where they would stay, church like a place like that had been chosen instead of choosing a hotel to hide in, Amaya answered him quite simply that the place he was in was safer than staying in a hotel full of prying eyes.
-Amaya why are we here? This certainly isn't the safest place to hide in. -
-Sebastian that's where you're wrong. First of all, this place is the safest, this apartment is my property, I bought it two years ago when I was Judge Gabranth's assistant. I bought this place because I needed a "den" in which to be alone.
Few people know about this place. Depending on whether we would have gone to a hotel or worse in a tavern we would have run the risk of being not only noticed but also discovered.
I would also like to remind you of Sebastian, who now that my sister knows everything thanks to Ondore, presumably will expect a move from me, so he will surely have given the order to check the arrivals and departures just to make sure of my arrival.- he said Amaya quite sure of his prediction.
"Coming here as we did, does it make us difficult to retrace?" Asked Noel.
-Exact Noel I see you understand my strategy. From our we have the surprise effect, Ashe will have no idea when we will hit and therefore will be unprepared in front of our offensive.-
"Always if they don't find us first." Sebastian pointed out.
- I wouldn't worry about this thing. Before acting Al-Cid and I will decide a plan on how to move. First we have to wait for Al-Cid to take stock of the situation of what happened today in his absence, and then we will decide how to move accordingly, once he tells us everything.
For now calm down, take the rest of the evening to rest, distract yourself and do what you want ... the journey has been hard for everyone, so I want to see you in shape tomorrow, "Amaya said, turning to her guards as she turned to the terrace to look at the royal palace.
- Princess you have to promise that you too will rest. Like us you also need to rest, especially to face what is to come, "said Noel, approaching the young girl, placing a hand on her shoulder.
After greeting Rascha and Hilda with whom they would keep in touch in case of news, Amaya and her guards decided to unpack and settle everyone into their rooms.
In the apartment nothing was missing, the pantry was filled with every good thing, so even the bathroom was full of soaps and personal care products, even the closets were full of clothes, all of them from the Dalesca style.
Amaya had taken care of every little detail, only to one thing had she not thought of servitude. To avoid the risk of being discovered, the girl had decided that in her apartment there would be only her and her two guards and no one else, so for the various home services everyone would have to see for herself.
Now never on Rabanastre had night fallen and Amaya had just finished arranging her belongings in what would have been her room, in front of Amaya's room was Noel's while that one was on her left side.
Instead, in the corridor there was a huge bathroom and next to the terrace was the living room with a kitchen and fireplace.
The attic furnishing was very refined and refined, of Dalmas style, throughout the apartment you could see various precious marbles carved in arabesques of fine workmanship. Another thing that was noticeable about the apartment was the presence of various decorative plants scattered throughout the house, which gave the impression to those who visited the house that they were almost in a greenhouse.
Sebastian and Noel were very impressed by the typical Dalmatian-style home decor, their rooms were not bad either, wherever they laid their eyes they saw nothing but a display of wealth and luxury.
Amaya even though she refused to be a princess and all that that title entailed, certainly did not deprive herself of the luxury to which she had been accustomed since she was a child, nor did she complain if she had lived with much less in the past.
The young girl approached towards the balcony which was near her bed, the girl had changed her clothes with had traveled then choosing to wear a simple pair of shorts, a linen blouse decorated with blue embroidery and a pair of sandals in finely decorated leather that reached her calves.
She felt tired as she watched the royal palace from afar, a sea of
memories inside her was overwhelming her. He began to remember when he slipped away from the royal palace in the middle of the night, or when he wandered through the sleeping city ... what good times.
Thinking back to those quiet atmospheres, Amaya felt almost tempted to go out without saying anything.
His bodyguards meanwhile were doing something else, Sebastian was taking a bath while Noel was cooking.
Amaya knew well that those two would have prevented her from even going out for a ride, but the desire to go out to take even a breath of air was so strong, that in doing so, impulsively, Amaya decided to go out ... she wanted to see how much Rabanastre was changed during his absence.
That was the perfect time to go out, there was no one around, except in the inns, which were always open and full of people, while there were very few people around the city, at most a few soldiers.
Having made up his mind, Amaya decided to gather his long black hair in a long braid, while covering his head with a navy blue cap that was enough to make it unrecognizable at first sight, with if Amaya carried a small decorated leather bag with some bright and brightly colored tassels. And he hurried out.
NB: (chapter to which it is connected with AND THE NIGHT THAT I CALL)
