Usako_mamoru 3rd anniversary challenge 2009
Day 4: Visiting
By Natsudori Lina
"She's beautiful, your majesty," Pluto said politely, flicking her gaze towards the silver-haired babe that would one day be the downfall of their civilization.
Queen Serenity stared down at her newborn daughter and ran a hand through her downy hair. Adoration was in every movement, every touch, every glance. "Thank you, Pluto," she murmured. She shifted her attention to the Senshi of Time. "Nothing to be concerned about at the time gates, I trust?" Her tone was light yet businesslike, and her hand remained in the bassinette, gently pinching the little princess's tiny foot between two fingers.
Pluto paused for a moment that was imperceptible to all but Chronos (and even he would have been hard-pressed to name it so). "Yes, your majesty. Everything is… as it should be."
The queen nodded, already refocused on her daughter. "Good." She smiled down at Princess Serenity, and lifted that same soft, mothering look to Pluto. "Thank you for coming, Pluto."
Pluto battled with herself, tempted, as she always was, to tell the queen of all that she really knew. But how could she tell the queen that she'd just come from visiting the three year-old who was her daughter's soulmate? How could she tell her that Metallia was, even now, stirring on the surfaces of the sun? How could she tell her that the princess would grow up wondering about that blue and green marble that hung in the sky?
And how could she tell her that it would bring about their doom?
She gripped the Time Key. No. Some day, millennia from now, a test paper would land on the head of the prince's reincarnation and the future would be ensured. They'd have an era of peace in Crystal Tokyo one day. This time stream was still the best viable option.
Telling the queen anything else was not her place, she thought, sinking into a bow. "Thank you, your majesty," she murmured. She whirled her talisman and stepped through the portal back to the gates.
No, not her place at all, she mused, staring at the different doors.
She was, after all, only visiting.