AUTHORS NOTE: So it's been awhile since I've posted anything for this fanfic. For that I apologize. It's been a few rough patches, both in story and in life. But now I am back and thank you to all those still here waiting for the next installment checking each month on this story. You are all wonderful people each and everyone.

You might have noticed my pen name has changed. Weill it's for easier finding for other readers for other fanfics. Namely my up and coming Defiance White Rose Ship (Stahma X Kenya) fanfic. Don't worry Millennium will still be around and will always been worked on and who knows, maybe even completed one day!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything this is just for fun. All rights go to Naoko Takeuchi. :)

V.

The bells continued to echo through out the kingdom, where a young woman had been day dreaming in her families garden. Her dark red hair blowing in the afternoon breeze making her eye straight catch glimpses of soft crimson before she tried, in vain, to push away the thick soft waves of hair out of her eyes when The bells had startled her almost into a straight heart attack.

Jumping up from where she had been laying, she looked around her to see if the danger was near her before she began to run back into the manor house when a man, large and stout dressed in dark expensive dress came rushing out of the house yelling to the young woman in heavy panic.

"Beryl! Beryl! Get in this house this instant! Something horrible has happened! Where have you been? Good Lords girl! Don't you understand, when you hear those bells, you come directly home? You could have been kidnapped and ransomed by some villainous fiend!"

The young woman held in a sigh and looked at her father with an exasperated expression. "no one is going to kidnap me father. And I am fine thank you. I can take care of myself."

The father looked at his only daughter with a stern expression.

"Do not talk back to me Beryl. I am your father,and that means you listen to me when I speak to you."

The young woman couldn't keep in the sigh any longer,the note of it filled with

tiredness.

"Yes. Father."

"Now, go to your room and stay there and when everything calms down we will go and visit his Lord Endymion. See how he is doing..."

almost in spite of herself, Beryls heart skipped with the mention of Endymion.

But as soon as she felt her heart react to the Pricne-Kings name, the little seed of resentment blossomed alittle.

Politics...

This wasn't a normal nor sincere concern for the Prince-King, but a social obligation and political maneuvering of her fathers. She knew it and He knew it. She was his best hope of securing the throne to their family,if he could just get his one and only daughter married to the ruler of Earth their legacy would be secure.

And power would be nearly limitless...well, as far as it could be,being Senshi-less anyway...

Beryl was well aware of his schemes that often centered around her. What she didn't understand was why.

Being Regnant to one of the most powerful and prestigious planets In the galaxy was more than enough for her. But it just wasn't so for her father who, up until a few years ago had practically run the planet on his own until Endymion was of age to take the throne himself..

The fact that it had slipped from his fingers was like a thorn in his side ever since,and it grew to become a vine twisted and barbed,entrapping Beryl into his schemes much like a spider weaves a web. The victim knowing that they are trapped but unable to escape the inevitable.

The whole thing made her sick and wish with all her heart that her mother was still alive to help her reason with her father somehow...

"But father, don't you think that seems abit..Too shameless?"

Her father stood speechless for a moment, then squared his shoulders, as if ready for a fight.

Beryl took a step back, regretting instantly that she had said anything at all..her courage sapping away as she stood there against what seemed to her a growing dark mass ready to crush her..

"I-I only meant that it seems a bit exploitative for a time like this. Perhaps we could see him tomorrow once everything is secure..." Beyrl's voice died into a dry and tiny whisper. Her fathers eyes were blazing with anger.

Stupid stupid. Why did I open my mouth!

Her father leaned in close to the girl about to unleash a torrent of verbal barbs but thought better of it. He didn't want to upset his daughter...if she were to be too upset her mood could spoil the time her and Endymion would share later this evening...

damn it all...

without warning, her fathers rage filled body went soft and comforting seeming, his voice a calm and mellow whisper.

"You seem to miss the point my dear. This is more than just an opotunity,this is us as a family with power and influence to show our care for those that have granted us such things. As close friends to each other. Besides, don't you enjoy your time with Lord Endymion? Don't you like him?"

Beryls heart shrank a little at the suggestion, like a violet shrinking from too much light. Of course she liked him...perhaps even more than she was willing to admit to herself. But she didn't want anyone to know. Especially her father.

It was a dark kept secret between herself and her heart.

But it was truth. Even as long time childhood friends she enjoyed his company. And he with hers. That she could at least admit. Yes, she decided. That part was true and honest and untainted with any political intrigue. That part of their relationship was a clear and pure place she felt at peace with.

If only my love for him could be just as pure...

"Yes. I do Like him father."

"Good. Then all is settled. Now go up to your room. I'll be posting extra guards till all this is over. And when everything is calm again, I will call on you when we go visit Lord Endymion," He said. His face lit with warmth and old unused laughter lines as he smiled at his daughter watching her disappear up the stairs and into her room.

His smile disappearing with her.

So what do you all think of this? Wonder just how this is all gonna go down exactly? And what about or Prince-King and Princess? What of the Senshi? Was this the threat Pluto was talking about and where the hell is Galaxia?!

Keep reading peeps this author is back in action. till next time,

Child of Irath.