-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: Oh, my gosh you guys, look at this! I got a bonus chapter for you! For all your endless patience with me and my months of disappearing off the face of FF, I hereby reward thee! .:raises arms and throws confetti in substitute of shiny magic:. It's shorter than my typical chapter, at only 11 pages, and only 10 reviews to respond to as of yet:D It's kind of like a filler, but it provides some important things in it. Very important, yesh…
So, let's see what we got…more business concerning everyone's un-favorite president, Jordan doing a few errands, and of course and most of all, encounters of the royal kind! Oo Janni suspects something about the new princess…And Aikka's been hiding all day, but from what?
Oh, and everybody in the reviews seems to know exactly who the new princess is, but I can't say she's gotten a very warm welcome! XD Well, let's see what you think of her now…?
Spellcaster Hikaru: Now, now, let's not have murderous thoughts for her just yet… Yep, Jordan's probably drowning in irony right about now…Or…something like irony…ah well. Still not a master of the English language :3 Both his girls are hanging out with Nourasian boys X3 I should draw it, it'd make a fun picture, wouldn't it? XD
Shrouded View: Homigosh, thank you! .:bows:. I'm so glad it worked out so well! And that's gotta be my best review ever, thank you so much! This chapter's kind of a filler, and a bonus, really(though it does provide some important views looking into the princess among other things…) but I hope you like it as well! A little more sadness thinking on Aikka's part, but we'll be over that particular bump in the road soon enough… .:Shifty Eyes:.
Sekai Nerah: lol, I loved writing that little bit myself(the 'Aikka go back to bed' one) XD I was hoping someone'd have fun with it too :3 And yep, I figured that's where you got that part of your name! And luckily you didn't have to wait but a few days for this one:D Thanku! X3
Whitehitsugaya: Well, you're partially right…? Oo I wouldn't say this princess is obsessed with Aikka. I'm actually trying to make my princess different than the types I usually read in the fanfiction. But you and the others will find out more about that along the way ;P
Dramaqueen of the Moon: Hmm, yesh, we shall see about that princess, shall we…? .:shifty eyes:.
Wild Child 15: Thank you! And yes, things are going to start happening around here soon, mark my words .:drums fingers together plottingly:. We'll see what part the princess will play in all this :3 And good luck with getting your computer to cooperate, then!
Thechickenlittle: You'd think maybe, but she also trusts the prince, a situation that will be investigated further on in this chapter… .:wonders off mysteriously:.
Crystal Persian: lol, not too long of a wait this time, was it? XD Thanks!
Fushica: Aw, you haven't even met her yet! .:pouts:. XD
Goldenrider: Another new reviewer! Yay! Thank you, and I hope this one isn't too much of a cliffy for you…Oo Keh heh heh…Cliffies….:giggles maniacally:.
Disclaimer: Do not own! Takai, Janni, and Almene pwn you!
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Chapter 15
What of the Princess?
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For the new avatar, things were getting hectic. With a war going on between his former planet and the Crogs, Nourasia still being threatened by the same race, and the girl he loved being targeted, it was no wonder the deity in training was stressed. It seemed one of the only places he found solace was in the scenery and creatures of his new lodgings, Oban.
As he looked out on some plains, the blue dots of those odd creatures he'd come to name as jelly bunnies, he thought of Eva, the fact that the Crogs had sent a small fleet after her some two or so days ago. He had to thank Aikka, though if the prince hadn't protected all of them, he'd had lost not only the girl he loved, but his little sister as well...
Though he couldn't say they were completely safe there on Nourasia, either. He could tell, the Crogs may have receeded from the lunar planet, but still, they were moving, biding their time. Not only that, but the attack on Earth had been a disturbing one...Jordan knew that something needed to be done, the Crogs would never relent until they were properly defeated.
And well, Nourasia was not the civilization to do this. This was no harsh statement unto the people themsleves, It was simply a matter of strength. Then Earth, Well...Earth had been fairly thouroughly disarmed, thanks to the Crogs. It was amazing how off-guard his former planet was caught, given the fact that they had a reliable source...
Jordan frowned. This was going on long enough...The Crogs were running the show in his galaxy, treading over the rights and lives of weaker species, and he for one was sick of it. He was sick of it before he became avatar, however that was before he had a meditative eye into the inner workings of the entire galaxy. Before he knew the whole truth to the Nourasian-Crog relationship. Now he could see just how abused Aikka's family and people had been, how he may have had a difficult choice to make back during the race, to say the very least. That, among other things, had only made him more angry towards the tyrannical race of the Crogs.
Golden eyes scanned around the sky, their owner formulating a plot. He was the guardian of the galaxy, was he not? Then he should have every right to take action against the Crogs. He had to do something, or he was going to be watching over a war-torn and terrorized galaxy for the remnants of his ten thousand year job.
The Creators may have something else to say about it, but Jordan saw this plan as perfectly justified. As long as he didn't go as hard on the Crogs as he really, honestly wanted to, he'd be within rights.
This plan was even more to encourage the other planets to stand more for themselves anyway...He'd been thinking on this entire plan for a few days now, ever since The Crogs had made their move on Nourasia, thus threatening Eva, the girl he'd do anything for. Up until now, he'd played only a minor role, watching over and observing events between the three planets and of course doing what he legally could to protect Eva...
But now, he could tell, for he was in the process of gaining foresight, things were going to start happening, the Crogs were far from done. Nourasia and his old friends were still in danger. He had to get involved.
But first he'd have to visit his old home planet, and pay a little visit to a certain president...One who, in the avatar's humble opinion, needed a very serious lecture...
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At the Capitol city on Earth, Mcmillan, sat deep in thought in the round meeting hall, the same one he'd seen the former avatar himself, all those years ago. His eyes stared listlessly at the holoscreen in front of him, watching the little red icons indicating Crog ships retreat in blinking movement. It was a slow retreat, but one nonetheless.
"Why are they retreating? They have every chance in the world to annihilate us," The president muttered skeptically. The shadows under his eyes became visible as he tilted his head to look to his first advisor, the only other in the room with him.
"They could be biding their time, sir, trying to keep us nervous and on our toes, like they did during Oban with hovering outside our borders..." The advisor hypothesized, while the president looked aimlessly at the screen again, trying to make sense of it. The other man looked to the planet's leader and cleared his throat.
"Um, if you don't mind my asking, sir, and with all due respect, that Nourasian boy told you this was coming, didn't he?" Mcmillan frowned slightly at the screen. The advisors voice became hushed as he leaned down to the president's level. "If the public finds out that you were warned but didn't ready defenses, there could be a scandal, you could even be impeached..." he warned, earning a defeated look from Mcmillan.
"I'm aware of this. It is a problem..." McMillan began, not really knowing where to take it next. Luckily he was spared the thought process when a great roar came from the screen, and the map of enemy lines disappeared in a few waves of static, then streams of yellow light.
Standing abruptly from his chair, Mcmillan couldn't help but feel the sensation of deja vu as the light continued to swirl about the room, until materializing in the center, in the form of a celestial looking body, paired with a distinctly human face.
"The...Avatar," McMillan murmured, while the advisor simply didn't know what to say or do, and just stood where he was, miraculously holding on to the files in his hands. The avatar meanwhile, stared down at the leader of Earth, golden eyes carrying a sort of anger to them.
"You know, I may be new to the whole leadership thing, but I'm pretty sure that misleading and lying to your people is a major faux pas." Jordan said coldly to the older humans. "Maybe you should take the honorable way out and step down."
Mcmillan suddenly grew slightly haughty at this.
"And leave the people of Earth leaderless at a time like this?! Don Wei was right, you really are young..." He raised an eyebrow towards the avatar. "You're no more than a teenager!"
"If I were you, I'd learn to take us 'teenager's advice, instead of throwing it away!" Jordan retorted, crossing his arms across his chest. "Maybe I'm not meditating correctly or something, but I seem to recall that you sent away Prince Aikka's warning, simply because he was Nourasian, even after the Nourasian name was cleared in the race of Oban!"
Mcmillan said nothing to this, but fumed. Jordan's eyes lost none of their intensity as he glared back at the human. With a sigh, the avatar let down his arms and stood up straighter.
"The fact of the matter is, there's a war going on. And you're involved, whether you like it or not. The Crogs aren't done here. And they aren't done with Nourasia." Jordan's look then hardened all the more as he resisted the urge to spit out the next words. "And let's get one thing straight; I may be the guardian of the galaxy, but that doesn't mean I'm now Earth's personal bodyguard, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't go advertising me so freely, or depending on me to save the day every time you need help. It can't happen, and it won't happen. I don't want to be made out to be the bad guy only a year through my term, even when I'm doing everything right."
Mcmillan stood there, almost as dumbstruck as his advisor. This new avatar certainly had a tenacious mouth on him. Jordan only continued on, already eager to have this meeting over with.
"I have to go, but you should really keep in mind that the Crogs are a common enemy, and they need to be defeated if peace and order are to come to this galaxy." Jordan told the two of them. "If you don't want to step down or be impeached, I suggest you do your part to eliminate them, and put these petty differences between you and other races behind you. If you don't, I don't think the galaxy will fare very well under divided colors, while being terrorized by the Crogs."
"How can we do that if we have no more warships left?" Mcmillan asked with a crooked grimace, looking as if he'd put the avatar himself into a figurative checkmate. Jordan simply glared at him with a golden gaze. "Perhaps you missed something during your meditation, but those bastards the Crogs managed to hit almost every military base in their attacks!"
"We'll discuss that later, once you decide whose side you're on. For now, I have other business I need to take care of." Jordan said, disgruntled, before he began to teleport himself once more, spots of yellow light rising around him, seemingly out of the floor below him.
And nothing the President could do or say would make him stay any longer in the man's presence. Jordan had something he needed to take care of a year previous. A very familiar couple of people he desperately needed to visit.
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They were very much the same as he'd left them, these two people. Both with dark hair, graying slightly at the temples. Their streaks were no where near as bad as Don Wei's, but they still showed their age. After raising two headstrong kids, obsessed with guns and the military, who wouldn't be stressed into early graying?
He decided to revert back to his original form to visit them, his parents, It may come as more of a shock to someone who was older, let alone a pair of adults who had a more practical idea of the world and the universe outside it. They surely wouldn't believe the idea of a mother planet, giving birth to all the other planets from a supposed black hole in the center of the galaxy as easily as his younger sister did. If they saw him in his avatar form, it just might lead them to question their very sanity. He wasn't asking them to understand, or even believe it, he just wanted to take care of the business that the government left unfinished, that up until now and due to his training, he wasn't able to take care of. All they needed to know was the truth.
So, standing at the gate of the house he used to know, Jordan stared up at the structure he used to reside in. His eyes still remained gold, and his hair was a bit longer, hanging around his shoulders, one side partially bleached from the color wearing out and his growing hair.
With a deep sigh in the fading daylight, Jordan took to marching back up the stone walkway of the place he'd once called home. Aside from the slightest damage, he was pleased that it was untouched by the Crog's attacks. It was obvious that his father had been working on tearing down a fatally wounded tree on their land, unfortunately one that held many a memory of summers spent in its shade with Janni and their ever-growing collection of firearms.
He sighed at the thought, but kept moving towards the door. It felt a bit odd, but he did what any guest would do, and knocked on the door. He almost instantly heard activity from inside, the frantic scuffling of a middle-aged couple.
"Janni? Is that you??" He heard his mother's voice from within, riddled with worry for her daughter as she made for the door. Opening it with a creak, she found herself staring up at one of the last people she'd have thought she'd be seeing. "J-Jordan?"
"Hey mom," Jordan said with a smile. Mrs. Wilde looked nothing short of astounded, as did Jordan's father, coming up behind his wife in the commotion.
"So, so you are alive! I...I thought Janni had finally lost it when she told us you came to her the other night...And then she disappeared, just before the Crogs attacked..." the woman trailed off, burying her face in one of her palms.
"Son, is that really you? What kind of joke is this?!" His father said, coming up protectively behind his mother.
"Yeah, it's me alright." Jordan sighed with a tilted smile. "I'd show you mine and grandpa's tags, but I gave those to Janni. And don't worry, mom, she's alright. You don't have to worry about her."
With that, the woman looked up at her son. Tears evident in her eyes.
"You really are Jordan, aren't you...That's what you always said about your sister...that she could.."
"Take care of herself, I know..." Jordan finished, a look of nostalgia on his face. His mother lifted a hand and placed it on his cheek, taking in the sight of her long-lost son.
"You look so different...So much more mature...and your eyes..." She said quietly. "Jordan, what happened to you?" She then asked even quieter. Jordan only thought for a second, looking at her with downcast gold eyes before answering. So much had happened to him, and yet only a few words summed it up.
"I fell in love."
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"Eva, where the heck are you going?" Janni called out quietly to her friend as the other girl escaped from the corridor of the palace to an outer terrace. "Helping those knights with the damage may be one thing, but I don't think we're allowed to be out here..." The gunner said, rubbing her arms uncomfortably.
The two of them had indeed come from helping with some repairs deeper in the palace. It wasn't that hard once everyone got into the habit of speaking the common language in the process so that the two humans could understand instructions. The Nourasians had actually been quite patient and understanding with them, and had commented to Takai, their escort, that they'd provided some good help. Eva personally couldn't wait to tell Aikka about that portion of the day, but for now, she and Janni were essentially on their own, and just close enough to the guest wing to be without an escort.
"Aw, come on, Janni, just a quick look, I didn't see that much the other night from Aikka's room!" Eva said, leaning over the stone balcony, again battling the lavender foliage for sights of the city. Janni looked for herself, but still grumbled.
"Yeah, I still wonder what happened that night," Janni said slyly, coming up beside Eva, who looked indignantly back at her companion, trying to hide a blush.
"What, nothing happened, are you crazy?" Janni only smirked and gave a short laugh. Eva looked away in a huff, knowing a blush was betraying her. She knew nothing happened that evening, the prince was far too polite and chivalrous to try anything or initiate anything. She still wasn't even sure if he even felt that way towards her, to begin with! Still, the thought left her cheeks red, and such was her current problem.
"Yeah, okay, okay, I'll trust Princey...But if he does make a move on you," Janni said, patting her handgun suggestively, a somewhat crazy grin on her face.
"Don't shoot my friend, Janni..." Eva sighed, actually finding herself used to such remarks from the other Wilde she'd known. Then, catching sight of some plants on the wall of the palace, she found something else to entertain herself with. "Hey, look at this stuff," Janni had no choice but to follow the fascinated girl.
The vines intertwined around each other, blue flowers dotting the plant, Eva was almost reminded of the vine plants she'd seen in the flying temple back on Oban. The only difference was that there was so much more of this sort, winding layers over the stone wall.
"It's so beautiful," Eva sighed, leaning in to survey the scent. However, as she delved her fingers a bit into the winding vines, and being distracted by trying to figure the smell, she didn't notice the vines as they began to move around her hand.
"Ah, Eva," Janni warned, taking notice as she walked up. "Get away from that thing!"
"Huh? OH!" Eva cried, finally noticing as the vines took a grip on her, and only held tighter when she tried to escape. The blue petals of the flowers clasped together, hiding themselves, as the vines wound a little tighter around the human's wrist.
"It...It won't let go!" Eva hissed worriedly, tugging as gently as she could manage, not really wanting to damage the plant. Janni, after helping Eva pull, to no avail, stole her gun from the back of her Nourasian belt.
"I really didn't want to do this," She said uncomfortably, aiming for an area away from Eva's hands, just to scare the animate plant. "Sheesh, Jordan gets a sinking temple, I get the murderous plant!"
"No, wait, that won't be necesary," A voice came up from behind the gunner, as a young woman, a Nourasian, quickly made her way to stand between Janni and the plant, next to Eva.
"Wha?" Janni said dumbly, lowering her gun as the new girl smiled back at the two Earthens.
"This is an Athelas plant, it's quite defensive, easily frightened, and protective of its flowers. But the Nourasian people have learned that it actually responds well to simple, kind gestures," The girl explained, bringing a hand up to gently stroke the vines nearest Eva's entrapped hands. True to her word, the vines seemed to relax, and slunk away from Eva, leaving her free.
"Thanks," Eva said, amazed at how easy it was. The Nourasian smiled serenely and gave a short bow.
"It's my pleasure to help you, lady Eva," the girl said with smiling lavender eyes, underneath a Nourasian crown, not much unlike Aikka's. Janni wondered briefly about this common trait, but said nothing. Eva, meanwhile, was blushing at the fact that she was so well known already. "You may not believe it, but you are actually quite well known to our people. Prince Aikka has told us all about the races,"
"Oh, you know Aikka?" Eva suggested with a smile, suddenly wondering where said prince actually was. The Nourasian suddenly sported a sort of regretful look as she heard the question.
"Yes, a little. Oh, pardon me, I am Almene, I'm to be--" The girl began, before she was interrupted by some elder woman, in the arching doorway of the terrace.
"Lady Almene, you are wanted within," the woman said with a bow. Almene turned back after this, and gave a delicate bow, burgundy hair glinting in the sun.
"I must go. It was a pleasure to actually meet you both, I hope we are able to meet again someday," Almene said kindly, her long ears perking up with her light mood.
"Our pleasure, too, and thanks again," Eva said, bowing herself, along with Janni.
"Come on, let's head in ourselves, Eva. Before any more vines try to eat us," She said jokingly, while something bothered her within. Eva followed her closely on the short way back to their room, bidding their greetings to the pair of male mechanics, huddled over a computer in the hallway, doing what they could to keep on top of their studies on a foreign and non-technological planet.
Flopping on the large bed, Janni took out her gun care kit, and ran the cleaning cloth over her handgun, staring up at the stone ceiling all the while. Eva, meanwhile, sat starring out the window, and pulling some table scraps out of her pocket to feed a very eager Satis with. Things were running through Janni's mind as she absently cleaned her weapon, following the subtle patterns in the Nourasian stone with her eyes. This girl, Almene, she hadn't left the gunner's mind since they'd departed one another. She had the same kind of crown as Aikka did…and hadn't Aikka told them that the metal used to make those headpieces was only used for the royalty of Nourasia, and for the royals' closest guards, like Takai?
So, this girl could be royalty, perhaps even a daughter of a guard, though unlikely. But if she was right in her theory, Janni sensed that perhaps Eva was going to have a hard truth to realize about the prince. If she was right about this girl, then…
"You know, I think Satis has really taken a liking to Nourasian food," Eva laughed from the window seat, bringing Janni from her thoughts, to the realization that she'd stopped doing her gun-cleaning ritual somewhere in her little session of thinking. She suddenly wondered, if Eva had noticed the same thing as she had? Sitting up, Janni looked at Eva.
"Eva, what do you think of Almene?" She asked seriously. Eva turned wide eyes toward her friend.
"I dunno, she was pretty nice, actually, I like her!" Eva laughed. Janni made no change in expression, but set her feet on the ground from the bed.
"Well, yeah, I'll give you that one, but, did you notice her headpiece?" Janni asked, getting to her feet and walking over to near the window. Looking straight at Eva's wide-eyed look, she awaited the other girl's answer.
"No, I suppose I didn't?" Eva answered uncertainly. If she did, she really didn't think on it, apparently…Perhaps she was just of used to talking to Aikka and seeing it there…
"Only royalty wear that metal for their crowns, remember? All I'm saying is…" Janni trailed off, staring then out the window. She stared off, for a second thinking on what she was really about to suggest to Eva. Did she really want to possibly break the girl's heart? She had the right to know, but was it really her place to tell her? She wasn't completely biased towards her brother's favor to notice that Eva was falling fast for the Nourasian prince, and this new Nourasian, Almene…just seemed to bode complication to Eva's situation, on top of everything else…However kind and courteous she'd been.
Janni, like her older brother, just wanted Eva to be happy…
"Do…do you think she's a princess?" Janni asked vaguely, at which Eva raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, maybe, but Aikka doesn't have any sisters, he told me…" Eva said quietly, and Janni could tell that Eva was coming to realize something herself. Sitting beside her on the window seat, Janni looked at Eva with dark, serious eyes.
"Did he ever say anything about…being engaged?" Janni asked quietly.
Eva got a very wide-eyed look, but thinking about it, she realized he hadn't. But she didn't find it suitable to write the prince off so easily yet.
"Well, no, but he would have, right? In fact, knowing the Prince, he'd probably introduce us to one another, anyway," Eva said with a slight laugh as she got to her feet with Satis in her arms. Petting the purring creature, she figured that had to be the case. Aikka was always eager to share his life with her, if he was in love with someone else, why wouldn't he want his best friend to meet his betrothed? She completely trusted him like this; she shared her life with him, and he with her.
Janni was worried about this fact, though. If she trusted the prince that much, perhaps something was going to break in the future. If this girl really was what Janni thought she was, this would lead to heartbreak either way for Eva. She just hoped Aikka would do the princely thing and tell her himself soon, so it'd be one of the less devastating ways…
Janni decided at this point to leave the subject where it was, this was now Aikka's turn to explain things. She'd at least brought up her concern for her friend. Eva even couldn't deny that there was a small, quiet and almost dormant part of her, that worried over this new situation that seemed to be asking one thing.
Were the prince and the princess really what Janni was making them out to be?
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Aikka meanwhile, sat in the palace library, thumbing through pages of his current study, though his blue eyes didn't really see the words written on the passing pages. His thoughts were completely and painfully elsewhere, on the fact that he was essentially hiding out in this place. Hiding from Canaan, his parents, the princess…and though he hated to admit it, from Eva.
He needed desperately a way to tell her the truth, to tell her about the new guest, the princess. He'd welcomed Almene the previous night, during the festivities, who'd traveled there with her mentor from her family's ruling region as soon as she'd received word of his safe return to their kingdom. Her sudden arrival certainly did throw a new element into his situation; he thought that he could battle his own feelings for Eva until she left for Earth, whenever that would be, but now with Almene actually around, Eva was bound to meet her somewhere along the line, and to have questions. He was bound to have to tell her a truth that was sure to leave her even more heartbroken.
Silently groaning into his hands, he thought so desperately of a way to tell Eva without hurting her…He knew she had feelings for him, but did she know how he felt about her? Even if she did, he doubted she'd know exactly how much it was hurting him as well to just have to tell her that he and Almene…
"Prince Aikka? Is this not the moment?" A feminine voice said from above him. Pulling his face quickly from his hands with a bit of shock, he looked up to find none other than Princess Almene standing before him, a nervous smile on her lips. Sinking to a bow before him, the princess spoke shyly and with a slight blush. "I do hope I haven't interrupted, my prince," Aikka cleared his throat and pushed his book aside as he stood up to about half a foot taller than the girl.
"No, not at all, I was only doing a bit of catching up on my studies…" Aikka lied, his hand coming up to run through some auburn hair. Almene looked oddly at him, however, and stepped slightly forward.
"Are you sure you are alright? You look a bit tense," she suggested as Aikka's hand then took to lightly rubbing his temple. Aikka's sapphire eyes turned to actually look at the princess now, finding lavender eyes full of concern for her future husband. Inwardly frowning at the thought that it wasn't Eva he was giving this analogy to, he shook his head lightly.
"No, do not worry over it, I only have a bit of a headache. All this reading…" Aikka said, which wasn't entirely untrue; he really was getting a headache from this whole matter, not to mention the ache in his chest that told him he really was in love.
Almene seemed to buy it, though she was disappointed she couldn't really help him with providing someone to talk to. Though she seemed to sense that there was something else on his mind, she decided to say nothing of it and merely smiled at him.
"Well, I was actually hoping, if you are feeling well enough later, that…" Almene paused, nervously working out the words. "That perhaps we could have the evening meal together, in order to get better acquainted with one another?"
Aikka stared at her, but gave in, nodding. "I'm sure it can be arranged, I'll find you later on this evening, then," Aikka scheduled, and Almene smiled and nodded.
"Great, I really look forward to it," she said with a bow. "Thank you, Aikka, I'm glad to have found you, I'll leave you to your studies again," she said courteously. With an agreeable nod from Aikka, the princess headed back out of the great room of the library, leaving the prince alone again.
Sighing and letting his confident shoulders sink slightly, Aikka looked towards the window, finding crimson daylight streaming in over the stone floor and wooden tables. Walking over to that window, the prince leant lazily onto the sill, feeling trapped in his present situation. He was so trapped by these strange emotions that he was hiding from the girl he loved most, dreading the fact that he'd have to be the one to tell her about Almene, that there could be no future between him and the human beyond friendship. He had to be the one to break her heart. This was precisely why he'd preferred to be the only one with advanced feelings towards the other!
But he supposed he should figure something out soon, figure out the easiest, the lightest way to let her go, but this was going to be easier said than done…
-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: So, there we have it, the princess has been introduced! What do you guys think of her so far? I'm really trying to make her different than the normal 'Aikka's fiancée' character that we see in fanfiction, the one who's usually possessive over him, sometimes/often very hostile towards Eva, and whatever else you'd like to call them. Almene is different, we already see that she's a soft-spoken girl, and ready to help and give out her kindness, and I'd even say that she's pretty shy too. More on her in depth relation to Aikka to come, I won't reveal all in this one note ;)
And I don't know where her name came from, I may have picked it up somewhere a while ago, but the heck if I remember where. I really like it, though, and I was going to use it for the name of the Queen, back when this story was in its very early development and before I read up on the forum that the Queen's name is actually Nori. So ja, there we go:D And I did me a colorful drawing of Almene, and I'm gonna post it up on DA tomorrow, I recommend that you go see it, since I really didn't go too much into her appearance in here, but I'm really proud of her outfit.
And not to worry, Aikka won't be too much in his corner of woe for long, there's gonna be a bit of action coming up soon here, hang tight, you guys. I can't say how long it's gonna be for this wait, but I'm looking forward to writing it so I should be working on it when I get the chances to. Plus, I'm turning in an app for Sonic, so, who knows, the next time you see me, I could be a working catgirl! .:crosses fingers:.
Next chapter: Eva's had time to think on this princess business, and she's suddenly become determined to ask Aikka about her relation to him. Aikka's just as determined to tell her the truth. But even the simplest conversations are the hardest to initiate…Throw in an errand into the city, and both parties are easily distracted into silence. And will a conversation with a love-struck boy make Aikka realize and have the courage to say what he really wants to say to Eva? Will he even be able to do it when the group is very rudely interrupted out on their little mission?