I don't own Gundam Seed (although I wish it was).
It's just that I was bored and wrote this story in my mind and decided to put it online. This is an AsuCaga fanfic and for the first time I'm using Lacus as an antagonist.
I'm not really a good writer so thank you for motivating me with the review and all
Note:
Those italized with apostrophe are words spoken
Those that are not, are character thoughts
Thanks for the reviews by the way…
So that's it enjoy reading: D
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The wind of change blowing stronger,
Nine candles lit lost their flare.
With the charismatic wielder against the faithful one,
Enough to turn the wheel of chances once again.
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"Elliot!"
Light and swift footsteps coming right after the other, filled the carpets of the hallway as Lacus was pacing hurriedly, running after the arrogant knight who had previously and somewhat indignantly dismissed himself right after ruining such a fine dinner without any restraint. After his so-called stunt, he just declared that he wanted to retire for the night, stood up, didn't even look back at anyone and left. Ignoring that everyone was still gaping at him, ignoring the thought that he just caused a commotion on what was supposed to be a fine calm supper.
At first the carnation haired princess had neither intention of following nor treading the hallways when she felt very exhausted finishing a very awkward meal. But looking at his retreating figure, it emanated that ridiculous instinct that he was going to leave her for good and that created the fear within heart, causing her to rise from where she sat, excuse herself from her parents and tread the hallways behind him, not even containing a single idea on what her fiancé was currently constructing in his mind.
He was treading, hearing her call out his name, seems to be in deep thought ,not even caring if the person following him was about to kill him or not. His fiancé on the other hand, continued what she has been doing for minutes now, making a chant out of a single word, the first verse was calm but ended up with an irritated refrain. But what was conceived to be a dateless and unending marathon between two individuals now looks to obtain its climax, as the young azure knight entered his quarters.
"Elliot" Lacus being exhausted called out to him again, again and again. Not even a response, not even a glimpse. He entered his room, she followed but he doesn't care. He grabbed himself a glass and poured wine through the brim but this mere act of crudeness would not make her concede just yet.
"Athrun!" he heard a familiar name. His head rose up recalling whose it was, stared at Lacus and began to suddenly show concern on what she has to say. It was an absurd act with a dash of pretense to suddenly turn one's attention but Lacus could only accept it, otherwise the energy she had desolated earlier would really be put to waste. And with that she could only sigh before uttering her next words.
"Elliot, do you even comprehend what you just did?" she asked her fiancé with a very tired look on her face. But his response will suddenly shift her exhaustion to a great wonderment as he placed the wine filled glass back onto the table and did the unthinkable.
"Hahaha..." the hand that was previously caressing the glass was now covering half of his ridiculous facade. His laughter began to roar and ceaselessly spread itself like a plague cavorting around the articles of the room, not just any normal one, but the one that made him look like he was about to die from it. May be he was a knight, of royal bloodline, that's why he could still stand on his two feet while creating such ludicrous sounds but if it was to a commoner Lacus was so sure they would've rolled then and there on the carpet floor, looking like fools for show.
"Did I just state something, worth jesting for?" lacus inquired with utmost curiosity and being unable to think due to exhaustion overwhelming her. He was fortunate the maids where not there anymore, she thought to herself, for it would have been quite an embarrassing display for them, if they've seen such. And upon seeing his Fiancée's irritation, Elliot tried to suppress his audible laughter, attempting to close his mouth and once again open it and give out an answer.
"She's really interesting isn't she?"
"I knew it, Lacus! I knew Cagalli was going to be frantic" he replied, with audible laughs still able to make their way out his lips and frolic managed to blink through his emerald orbs.
"What?" Lacus could only beg him to repeat what he had just uttered. she was staring at him like he just did something wrong and she wished for him to do it again in order to clarify that he was really the offender. But what she didn't realize is that, what she heard for the first time; need not to be spoken once more, for it will only increase the jealousy that was already making a pit on her stomach, churning up all her insides.
"She has always been like that, her temper was too thin and short you could even measure it with a finger-"Athrun narrated, showering himself with those moments that he knew that happiness was never too far behind and could only care about a single person, not even aware of his listener's reaction and not even attempting to be, as he told Lacus such things that whispered a threat to her ears but was all music to Athrun. When all she could remember were her locked up days with nothing to befriend but the snowflakes that kept falling…peering through the glass windows…promising they'll be with her forever…but will eventually melt and fall back to the earth.
For I remember…those days…with her
"We've already known each other, Am I right"
The thought of him remembering that revered sister of mine, the thought him not even returning a single spit of glance when I sincerely hoped he had forgotten about her. Those days of their laughter while I could only beg for a tap of sympathy from those forged relationships I had with those mentors. But I was the one he'll marry right? He was supposed to think only of me. Haumea approved of it, why in the world would he let another person's name linger on his lips when I was the presented in front of him. Won't he think I shall find it despising. I don't want this, how could you Elliot, Maybe-
"Lacus?" Now it was Athrun's turn to call out her name.
"Y-You were saying Elliot?" she managed a reply after being relieved from being submerged into a pool of monopoly and insecurities.
"Are, you alright, you seem pale…" Athrun inquired as he suddenly noticed her being in deep thought while he continuously describes the younger sibling that he manage to anger and how fuming had been one of her significant characteristics. He was so blissful speaking about it that he didn't even realize that the fiancé' was not even listening to it and was now dealing with her own voided past.
No lacus, stop thinking about these Fallacious thoughts, there's no way Elliot could have felt that way towards your sister, stop thinking about these, you're his rightful bride, it is absurd to have the slightest thought that he fell in love with a priestess. He loves me, don't you Elliot?
"I'm just tired will all the travel and celebrations that have happened" she managed to create an excuse, not only for him but for the both of them. Saving herself from her own grave that envy and insecurity had created for her to rot into .Trying to push all thoughts and the topic about her sister, walking, attempting to close the gap between as she wraps her arms around his neck…
"Maybe we should head to bed, now"
The tip of her toes lifting its way up, their breath and scents set about on prying on each other, her luring eyes meeting his emerald orbs. She was pulling him slowly, seducing, and inviting him into indulging into another night of pleasure with her as his favorite companion. She intended to make him forget, because he was hers. She wanted a kiss; she wanted to be bedded once again by no one but him. To prove to her doubting self that he really did love her and no one else. She wants the recollections and memories to stop and the romps to begin. Her motions begged him, as his hands snaked to the skin of her arms.
"Lacus, there are a million rooms, in this Palace…" Athrun whispered against her waiting lips. As she was now moaning thinking of what he was about to do to please her. Then suddenly…
"Won't you find it amusing to spend the night on another one'" his hands pushed her cream white arms away from his neck and back to their owner. signaling the songstress that he wasn't interested on such activities for the night. Making her stunned, making her irritated more than ever.
"But on Arc Aile-"Lacus tried to reason out how they have done it a thousand times in Arc Aile. Without a care if someone heard or walked right into them.
"Here and there were Different!" Elliot fought back her frustrated grumbles. He's not enticed and he must make it clear but it was also absolved to him that his Fiancé would not concede to it through an argument and he must resort to other ways. So with that, he held a palm on her cheek pulled a calm face that could captivate any damsel who had been witness to such and spoke with a low loving voice…overcoming her senses.
"My love, please, let us be discreet on such…you're already tired and so am I"
"I understand…but then Elliot-"Lacus was nothing but a prisoner to those eyes, especially when they show her love and kindness, but no matter how hard she Fought against it, the thought of her sister being involved is preventing her from looking straight into her knights eyes, causing their heartwarming spell to be removed from her, leaving her to sink in jealousy once more. She held the hand of her cheek, grasping it as if her life depended on it.
"You could have a harem of women if you want and I won't even dissent. You can own any laborer or slave that you wish to acquire and I won't even stop you, you could order anyone to bow down to your every request even they perish and I assure you my love, no one will question you. But when it comes to my sister, towards the Grand Priestess owned by no one but Haumea herself, you remain powerless and there's nothing you can do"
She warned him with eyes trying to hide themselves from his mesmerizing ones. He couldn't decipher if she was humiliated upon what she had said or was threatening him on what he had just done. He knew she knows something and as his emeralds met again her sapphire ones with the same loving smile that she had managed to plaster on her lips, he knew he had to be cautious with her for her voice was different and reeks contempt.
The night with all its stars still hovers amongst their forms. He must retire and she pretended to sympathize. With no further guide, she walked herself towards the door after kissing him goodnight and may he have a pleasant one without her beside him to keep him warm. But maybe somewhere along the conversation, begrudging and hidden intentions were giving birth to an unconceivable monster with its form unknown to anyone.
"Lacus…" with his green eyes, turning darker he forbade her name on the sight of her back facing him and spoke of words that may mean nothing but could possibly quake that stable space separating them.
"To call me by my birth name when I am with title is insolence…" that's right, she remembered, out of frustration she called him by his name, his real name…
"I knew it, Lacus! I knew Cagalli was going to be frantic"
"Insolence? Then would you admit to share the same offense then, my love" with those last words, the sight of her was now gone in front him and any of her hidden expressions are now concealed by those doors.
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Eyes focused without a single image being imprinted on her mind, wide awake but lifeless never noticing that only one candle had kept her warm all this time and how the glow that it offered seemed to be an excuse to the absence of a greater and a brighter one. But Cagalli couldn't even care to question it, because her heart was now full of worries towards the person , the person who's currently lying in bed unconscious. Cagalli was seating near to where she lay and recalled how the maids had appraised her.
"Your leegue" the maid approached me as I was about to lock myself inside my room. I couldn't forget what had happened awhile ago in the dining hall and the painful tears that pooled through my eyes were never missed. Those that were threatening to fall at the sight of my maiden.
"Please, could you let me be? I wish to be alone" I asked wiping the tears that were already wetting my cheek. They flow so fast making the moment more and more humiliating. I could see the disdained look on my mother's face when she sees me looking like this and she would gladly take the opportunity to utter the words "pitiful" and "disgrace" as long as she could describe me.
"I do not wish to rob you of your time, but I'm afraid that you must be knowledgeable of such news" In wonder I tried facing her. And that's when I noticed how her visage registered such perplexity. She was awfully fearful about something but the sadness was also overwhelming. I vouched myself, pulling all that broke inside together and asked what she had meant to deliver.
"Mir-Miriallia, she had-we found her unconscious" the name she spoke hit my two feet pulling it , signaling it to start moving and the last word forced my back pushing it to a direction where my foot was suddenly aiming to go. With a last look at the maids devastated face, I found myself running to Miriallia's quarters not even aware if she was brought there, leaving my door ajar, and didn't even ask what her current condition was. All I knew was, I had to see her.
Pacing through the hall like mad, an unfamiliar voice was suddenly becoming louder and louder as I came to a stop in front of the door. With all the worry that I had contained I opened the door abruptly only to see the town doctor speaking to Myrna.
"My lady, why are you here at this time of the night?" Myrna and the doctor stopped conversing and began to stare at me for I didn't even knock when I came up to the room and they were even shocked that I was the one who did it.
"Mir?" my view shifted towards Miriallia who's lying in her bed. I knelt at the side of her bed unconsciously ignoring the two individuals also present in the room. I stared at my friend's face with sadness piling up in me. For her skin was pale compared to what she normal has, and her breathing was weak, the touch of her skin was cooler and with sleep being done to rest, she looked tired and exhausted in my eyes.
"She'll be fine your highness, she forced herself due to the daily chores, she needs rest. Please return to your quarters, don't burden yourself with such incidences involving laborers"
"Mir's not a burden" I cut the doctor's words before he could utter more spiteful words to Mir, for I think she doesn't deserve to be addressed with such statements. Fortunately Mir couldn't hear him or she'll definitely give the doctor a piece of her mind. But more than anything I want her to wake up, I called up her name as if she'll hear me but she didn't even open her eyes. And minute by minute it seemed her life was being taken far away.
"I wish to stay" I declared
"But your highness, we-"
"I need not utter myself, do I? Mir's family to me, not blood bound but still family and the chance to be by her side when I know that she needs me is something I wouldn't miss" I face both of them, making them understand my plea as a sister to a friend who's in dire need. I am worried, fearing that she wouldn't wake up and not be able to guide me anymore, laugh with me anymore and keep me grounded.
"I understand my lady, come now doctor I'll escort you outside, let us be on our way" Finally, with Myrna giving me a knowing smile of full apprehension. She asked the doctor to be on his way home for his job was already accomplished and the both of them left the room. Leaving me seated to where I was now. Waiting for a small act signifying that indeed she was alive and that was for Miriallia to open her orbs once more, lift those eyelids that had settled themselves curtaining her sight, bringing her to a never ending slumber.
"Freedert?" a voice that came from a deep slumber began to reach her ears, a vision suddenly focused what where she settled herself. The voice that emanated was weak and seemed lifeless but strong enough to drag Cagalli's thoughts out of soliloquy and she knew who the owner was, filling her with great happiness that Miriallia was now awake.
"Mir! You're finally awake," Cagalli began to run on her friend's side grasping both of her hands, while Miriallia tries to raise herself to sit up with all the effort that she could muster. As the priestess took sight of her form, the idea of her being abducted by death and suddenly being let go, never failed to cross the priestess' mind. Miriallia's skin was pale, her eyes lack luster, there was sweat all over her, her lips lack their shine and her arms were limp making her resemble that of a living corpse, leaving Freedert in silent forlorn upon bracing her condition.
"What happened back there, had there been an assault?" her lips began to speak words of anguish, looking straight into her maiden's eyes, as Mir tried calling out her name once again, signaling difficulty comprehending her words.
She tried to remember, she forced her mind to picture it out for her, to depict what had happened to her, no matter how painful it was, she has to know. For her heart desires it more than anything because there was nothing inside her but fear. But what of it? When she herself doesn't even know what to be afraid of. Nothing was clear to her except for the fact that she was threatened, but whom? And how?
"I…I can't remember anything" she replied in plea. Begging the inquirer if she could do anything for her. As if Cagalli held the key to bridge the gaps on her memory, the jigsaw of her own mind.
"What do mean? The maids suddenly found you lying unconscious and I ran up here and-"the priestess narrated like she was running out of time and her breathe would ran out any second by now only to be halted by Miriallia's sudden inquisition.
"Have you been crying, Freedert?" her maiden saw the brimming tears in her eyes and she knew they were not new for they were the remnants of those that had already fallen due to a cause she had failed to be a witness of.
The priestess was taken aback with what she heard. Her reflexes began wiping the remaining clear waters that had managed to make her eyes bloodshot crimson with her not realizing them up until now with the mirror on Mir's bedside revealing such unrefined state. And she wouldn't lie to her, when she comes seeking the cause because it is against her vow and her emotions wouldn't let her contain what had happened to her in a bottle of smiles and pretense.
"Oh this? It was just another tea party gone mad, only that it's a royal dinner and the mad hatter's not present" a sarcastic laughter emanated from her, trying to make it seem that it was really funny, that the world suddenly became her wonderland and she was the undefeated protagonist of a book that an old merchant had given her. But she eventually realized that she could never be that girl, for she was not a child anymore, not anymore free from the norms that held those who claim that they were adults and she could not be that "Alice" because her mother might really be successful in getting off with her head.
"It's Queen Via, isn't it?" Miriallia attempted to confirm but with a knowing smile of certainty Cagalli denied what was being accused of her mother and told her that this time it wasn't her doing that ruined such a peaceful short lit evening.
No, it wasn't her mother this time; it was someone else's act. Another person took up the role of wreaking havoc on such a fine feast. And it's none other than the azure haired knight that she thought she knew so well all this time but was proved to be wrong in one quick flick of hand. No matter how much she tried denying it, she cannot enshroud in her very core that she aspired to be once again remembered. Even it's a slight glance; it would be enough, as long as he recognizes her, as long as he could prove to her that she still owns a place in his memories. But what of it? When what she only got were generous amount of insults showered with caustic remarks made only for her. And all she could do now was to restate what had happened to Miriallia back there like a victim filing a case against an oppressor.
"More than anything else, it wasn't the insults that hurt the most, it was the very scene of being alienated and thrown outside a person's memoire" Cagalli stated her account towards Miriallia, not even caring if pitiful eyes would lay before her and she just uttered words that would throw her to shame. But Miriallia's heart could never pity her, for pity was only for those who are powerless and weak but Cagalli was none of those. She knew she was strong and her heart was even stronger that a single knowing touch from a friend could already calm the storm inside her and that is what Miriallia only gave her, a grip on her forearm, not even a single word uttered.
"Maybe you were right about those endless snows…how those white, falling entities could cover up the recollections of the past, making people incapable of searching for them, melting with them the memories, mixing them with the air" Cagalli declared to herself and to Miriallia. But another set of inquiries was about to begin.
"Endless snows? I spoke of them?" Miriallia, with all her sincerity and vulnerability coinciding, inquired towards Cagalli. She could understand where the priestess was going with her statements but the first one didn't really touch her own recollection of thought. Making Cagalli wonder like never before on how a recent conversation could be forgotten in such a short lapse of time.
"Endless winter weren't you the one who told me about them before I entered the banquet?" the priestess pulled an effort to confirm what Miriallia has been going about. Maybe she was just jesting, pulling her fingers towards a relief from such a dramatic scene a while ago. But the maiden didn't crack.
"You said, before I inherited the title, when the previous Freedert died, endless winter reigned over neo Verona"
"I did? My lady, why would I even declare such information I have only learned at this very moment?" Miriallia replied with a statement full of inquisition. Both were confused, both of them seeking answers but Cagalli couldn't afford to cause a commotion between the two of them and pester her weak friend about such unreliable information of some sort. So no matter how curious she got and how deeply she wanted to confirm the truth, she shrugged the stray thoughts away and spoke to her maiden to take her rest once again.
"Maybe your already tired, you just woke up, no need to force yourself" the priestess held the blanket when suddenly; a knock from the door behind them was heard, revealing a long haired figure that gained the attention of the two who settled themselves inside.
"I couldn't sleep, so I asked Mana where you have been lurking to, only to be directed in this part of the castle" Lacus called out for her sister, holding the knob settling herself outside the room while the door remained open.
"My lady, I'm sorry for interrupting-"Miriallia tried apologizing for gathering both royalties on a maid's quarters only to be interrupted by the elder one.
"its fine, Mir, do not bother yourself on apologizing on such trivial matter, my sister cares for you and so am I, I take it that you would be resting?" she inquired
"Could I have a word with the priestess outside?" lacus diverted and spoke to Cagalli, Making the younger one rise up from where she sat, signaling her departure from the room. But Miriallia could only call out for her once again.
"My lady, about the endless-"
"Rest Mir, we'll have plenty of time tomorrow, may your dreams grant you peace" Cagalli bid her goodnight. Miriallia was now left to sleep; the tall candle had already become a midget and was saved from total deterioration by its flame being blown off. When people close their eyes, it seems that they become blind of everything, but the truth was, our senses heighten whenever our vision is absent, it remains at its peak until sleep successfully robs us of our consciousness. As we finally let go of our control, finally surrendering to the night.
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The breeze had always had a calming effect on Orb. The temperature was that right to grant a person's ease of breathing. It was mild and warm even on colder seasons and it seemed to oppose the sun's heat whenever it blows colder during the summer. Orb was gifted because here resides the life of the continent. She who deserves nothing less, even making nature bow down for her every whim. And because she is life, she must remain forever in existence, for everything that generates must never stop or else, everything will remain inexistent and everything that exists would become extinct. She was that of a value, more priceless than any gemstone you could ever find, because you can find those as long as she lives. Everyone hid themselves under her wings and never paid any objection to take her majesty's place. Not because they fear competition nor rejection, but because they knew what a relief it was to not shoulder such laborious responsibilities. That's why in exchange they would smile at her, thinking that it was enough to show their gratitude for her, after all she gets whatever she wants. Or so they think she does. But as grand as everyone knew her during the day, the night would often reduce her into an ordinary woman with no other desire than to enjoy the breeze in her own balcony attempting to tickle her form and thank her for the day's hard work.
"Isn't the air of Neo Verona, resilient?" Cagalli's arms rose and stretched their way up.
"I am aware of it, I've missed this when I was in Arc Aile" lacus affirmed her sister's statement. The two conversed in the balcony. Reminiscing about the past reporting what they had missed, enjoying their time together, asking each other how they were during the past two years.
"Me? Oh don't you worry now Lacus. Haumea continuously looks down upon us all, the waters have been clearer and bountiful than ever, trips were safer now, whether by land or by sea. The harvests gave way to every celebration, the people enjoyed it so much, they care for each other, and we have nothing to worry about as long as we keep on praying to Haumea"
As long as you keep praying to her that is…my sister
"Don't inquire so much about me now, I wish to know how you have been on Arc Aile" now it was Lacus' turn to narrate her story. Her sister wished to know if she had been taken care of and treated as royalty back there and that what she had first told her. For she knew she had been worrying all this time for her, and she wished nothing that to be relieved of her worries.
"Arc Aile was never less than what orb could attain and give to its people, the people respect each other, feast are held every now and then that I fear for my figure, the dresses that were made for me always suit my liking, the king had been a fine host and his wife was on par with them being hospitable enough to accept their future queen such as I, even if I am from a foreign land"
And there she stopped, omitting certain words that she pretended that she forgot to mention. It was like her, telling a story where she skipped the main protagonist up until the end. Both of them knew who was missing in her narrations and the elder one knew that the lengthier her story was and the more people she remembers to mention, the more that she could spark the waiting curiosity of the person next to her. She was just testing something though, trying a little trick without a care if it would work or not. It was just a trial of some sort, but it sure did work on more ways than one on her sister.
"And what of Elliot?"
Cagalli, with her eyes focusing anywhere but not her sister's eyes, finally uttered the words lacus has been waiting for. In her mind she won the battle of wits, unknown to the respected priestess that was now facing her. She could've signaled her victory but chose to smile and emitted the affect she always bears, the one incapable of deception.
"Oh, what about Elliot? I thought you wouldn't want to hear from him since he pushed his limits a while ago" Lacus spoke pinning her sister down more and more to the realization that she really wanted to know things of relation to him. But even she does, Cagalli's sincere thoughts about her sister's welfare was her primary concern, making her able to smile once again back to Lacus explaining that she wished to know only to hear if he was treating her well as her companion. Which made her sister's hidden emotions of victory cut short.
"Well then, he has been keeping me well, he has been a gentleman like always, I don't suppose you're unaware of that, considering you've met him when we were younger" her reply was of slight arrogance that was easily ignored by Cagalli, thinking that she could have never spoken with that tone, neither with a face so annoyed opposite to that sweet one she usually has. But since the younger wasn't also sure if she had managed to anger her sister or not, she tried to explain her side of the story.
"Me? I've known nothing of him now. I never even remember the place where we use to play when we were young. But maybe you were right; he has always been a gentleman taking aside the manners he had exhibited on dinner, I believe him to be a good person, kind, caring and loving to everyone" the priestess described the knight exactly according to what she had remembered him to be, thinking that she could let the threatening annoyance on her sister's face to subside and make her agree to how wonderful her future husband must be.
Kind?
Caring?
"Loving to everyone?" Lacus was now smiling in the mere thought of her sister's words. The younger thought she was able to revert her annoyance but her sister's face bore a smirk that was slightly cunning and a little too hard to trust. That face couldn't possibly be hers, wouldn't it?
"Does it mean that he'll share his bed with everyone, including those filthy women from Idola?" A sarcastic question followed by a crafty grin came out of lacus lips. Making Freedert wonder even more, if she was talking to the same old person who had greeted her a while ago during the banquet, but still her mind said it is so, even when she's beginning to doubt her perceptions at this very point in time.
"I couldn't follow what you have been dealing with, could you-"the younger one inquired like a fool who couldn't understand such query answerable by a yes or a no.
"because I sleep with him" and then her blood ran cold, creating shivers all over cagalli's body, Lacus cut her words with another line that filled Cagalli's mind with such lewd thoughts on what couples do when they're all alone on their bunks. But she still took the guilt of being the wrong one; she cursed herself for thinking such thoughts when her sister only spoke of words that weren't even suggestive of anything filthy. But it was not until her sister finally confirmed what she had been pointing out.
"Every now and then we do it, night after night or even when the sun is up."
"Oh! Forgive me if you couldn't get what I mean, let me choose my words for you, consummate, urges, arousals or sex, some other people may call it" lacus calmness was the total opposite of Cagalli's form. Her mind was on a trance, every word uttered hit her like a blade one after the other, and that was when she knew those lewd thoughts did not generate from her but was instilled into her and yet, the person who invested those into her was unbelievably calm on unwrapping such taboo towards a holy person such as Freedert making everything twisted and nothing understood.
"So, what do you prefer?" the Carnation Princess, continued on her convoluted remarks which caused Cagalli to be confused whether she has to understand or express her remorse for such action, thankfully the latter won over the former.
"I don't understand, why would you even do those…those…those things when you weren't even married?" she questioned her with an expression of disappointment towards her sister and towards herself when she couldn't even describe or daresay the words fit to the whole situation.
"Why? Isn't it obvious? It's because He loves me" The songstress replied with conviction as if she had done nothing wrong and those who castigate are the ones who bear a narrow sense of understanding. Only causing more and more frustration to Cagalli on disproving her erring beliefs.
"But doing it outside of marriage is not a proof of love, it's nothing but perversion, a call of the flesh!" her reasons pleading entry to her sister's understanding. But this caused the anger to spark on Lacus, making her shout at her sister, creating a scene unlike any other one they had before, so unique it was the first among those sweet ones they have shared.
"And who are you, to tell me that?"
Those were the phrases that took Cagalli by storm, making her stop and speak no more. For she couldn't utter anymore words towards her sister not when those emotions shown towards her were all foreign to her and she couldn't bear heighten the argument that was brewing itself to its prime.
"-Because you were the priestess?" now Lacus was accusing her. Her own sister to be exact.
"No! That's not what I mean…you know it yourself; I won't force my title on anyone especially not on personal matters and especially not on you. I'm your sister, my concern is your being and I know that what you're indulging into is far from the feeling of neither love nor happiness" Cagalli cried out on frustration. Reasoning out that she only cared for her but Lacus' short reply would only make the priestess voice shatter into pieces once again?
"If that's not enough proof, then what is it?" and Cagalli spoke no more.
"Speak up, dear sister, tell me and I will show you how dearly Elliot and I have loved each other, name it and I will grant your eyes to be the very witness"
"Lacus" Cagalli had managed to call out her name, in a soft cry for her to return on the person she remembered her to be. Her tears were once again threatening to run their way down from her orbs, to her cheeks to once again kiss the ground. And who could believe that her pleas were finally heard. Lacus herself stood in front of the priestess shocked on how she acted or maybe…on what she could have exposed hidden inside the layers of made up facades. Either way, she could no longer look straight to her younger sister's illuminating orbs. Aware of the guilt and aware of the remorse.
Walking her way to the exit for she could no longer contain on being alone with her sister, lacus excused herself from the humiliation she had caused to herself, not even throwing a single glance nor a sweet smile of goodnight to Cagalli. but before she resigned herself she spoke to her with the remaining anger that failed to escape from their so-called conversation.
"Those who are being loved, doesn't know the feeling of those who beg for a single affection. Who knows…maybe you, got fed up with so much of it, that you, yourself could no longer differentiate those who pretend and those who love you so dearly, discern well my dear sister and have a good night"
"Lacus, I-"Cagalli turned towards the doors of her balcony but her sister was no longer there. When did she forget the feel of the breeze tapping the ends of her fingertips? and when did those fingertips started to tremble? The night came to its conclusion, no more fancy lights, but only the stars as witness to what had occurred in her very balcony. The wind grew stronger making her feel a little bit colder, her movements a little stiffer. But amidst the things that were mixing and creating a grand confusion within her a voice suddenly called out to her…
"Cagalli"
The voice stole all her attention, suddenly all that was processing came to a stop. She longed to find the owner of the voice; believing there was someone other than her, she wanted to search for it but realized there was none on the balcony but her. The whistling of the wind became sharper, louder that made her feel she was being played at for some reason. May be it was just the wind welling up with her fatigue about the whole situation she was subjected in. it was just an imagination, she declared and off she went inside to warm herself up inside her quarters until sleep could finally cradle her for a while. Creating an escape to all those who threaten her sanctity.
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"When light was born, Darkness came forth"
With crimson eyes that didn't even dare blink, a dark enigma was silently observing through those windows, listening. As the crescent moon's borrowed light reached for it, in order to reveal its form, it chose to hide itself on the dark shadows brought by the walls of the corridors. It's nothing human but it took homage on a person. It feeds on anger, replenishes itself with envy, mingles with other people and that is how the citizens had managed to raise a vile creature, no one even knew that existed. Bearing nothing but gross darkness, with great power resonated from evil it remained unknown to anyone, neither can it be seen, nor can it be detected by those holy powers. And it will continue to exist as long as it has a zealous heart to feed its life on, it will continue to conceal itself until the time is right to…
"Destroy this world?"
"That is what your heart desires, I can sense it"
"No, I never cared about if this world lives or not, I just want her"
"Then try killing the family first, start with her sister if you must"
"That's not enough; I want those people buried under my feet so deep that no one can reach for her but me"
"That's cynical don't you think?"
"I don't need your remarks, Just be thankful, that her sister's anger is enough to make you live forever"
"Indeed, she is one treacherous woman, those uncaring people really made her into quite a feat. For my liking, she loved you so much and you destroyed her purity"
"If that's what it takes to fulfill my side of our contract, then it's nothing of importance to me, now I expect you to accomplish your side of the deal"
"Oh I remember now, your no man to fool when it comes to these matters. Ha-ha…if it isn't one of your greatest characteristics, that's why I chose to reside within you"
"No, I allowed you to and it isn't your decision to make"
"Whatever makes you feel better for carrying the source of evil in this world despite your status then. But because you are my host, I believe I must warn you. That pesky little child on that glowing stone knows of my existence and it even knows where I emerged. As that songstress feeds me and my powers grows stronger, the more that escalus can sense that I am here"
"Are you saying I should stop?"
"No, I'm only suggesting my leegue that you take notice of her power or else you might die before you can take a single step with your beloved outside this castle"
"Then what are we waiting for, why don't we make the first move"
"By your orders then, Lord Athrun, master of Rayearth"
The shadowed figure revealed itself in the form a man. Braced by the moonlight, his orbs was half emerald and the other , crimson. He sold his soul for one single purpose and he wanted his side of the deal fair and square. Everyone knew him as kind and gallant but he carried a conundrum, a monster and he's out for blood. This was how he reached the place where he now stood. He forges relationships, didn't even care if he's a king's son, didn't even care if he manipulates those who love him and won't even think twice in committing genocide. This was a result of the a man's wrath when he knows he was robbed of his most precious jewel and everyone will face it blood related or not, they will all suffer, for he will make them pay four times than what their lives could amount for. His eyes reverted once more to those human emerald ones, the dark aura disappeared and with one last look to the very place where his dearest has now stood alone, he walked the corridors back to his quarters.
"Cagalli"
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