Title: Inevitable
Author: Karina
Rating: PG
Pairing: Relena + Alice Darlian
Notes: Challenge 187. Baby Series 4 #17. Takes place a few hours following Swallowed Into Obscurity
Spoilers: None
Warnings:
Many thanks to ShenLong Deb for her work betaing this set of fics.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.
Title: Inevitable
Relena settled the folds of the cream coloured gown, smoothing a hand over the silken folds with an absent look into the mirror. Her reflection revealed she looked the part of the Princess Royal. Her jewellery sparkled as it was supposed to, the gown enhanced her figure and colouring, again, as it was supposed to. Her shoes were an off white, not really cream, and peeked from beneath the hem as she half turned, the silver accents of the stitching glinting a little, just enough to draw an attentive eye.
Everything was as it was meant to be. She would look the part she was intended to play in the stage being set for the evening.
Her mother inclined her head to her make up artist, surveying her reflection with satisfaction. Where Relena wore cream, white gold and sapphires, her mother wore powder blue and pearls.
Her brother was King, as he had been born to be, and she was the Princess Royal. Despite the invasions, despite the sorry, sordid politics of the times, somehow, they had come to this point where Milliardo was King. When even he had determined he would never wear the crown or carry the responsibility of restoring a country to prosperity.
Time held no thoughts to the will of man, marching inexorably forward under a divine guiding hand.
And Wu Fei, like Milliardo, like herself, had not been able to escape the reality of their birthright.
He was The Chang, no matter if he was willing to draw on the mantle or not. Like the children of Sanc he found himself walking the path of his ancestors. It was rather annoying, actually, that they had proven there was no escaping their destiny.
"Problem, dear?" Her mother reached over her shoulder to minutely straighten the drop pendant of the necklace she wore. "You look stunning."
"Fine. Just thinking."
"Heavy thoughts from the frown."
"Just… how inevitable it seems that we stand where we do. Sanc fell. The monarchy, the parliament, the people. We were driven out, dispersed, slaughtered. Our freedom was taken, yet look at Sanc now. Peacecrafts once more rule, a native born parliament has been elected to replace the occupation governor. The city is being rebuilt and the people who sought refuge elsewhere are returning."
"Life comes full circle, as it invariably must, given enough time. My mother believed that life is a series of circles, rings that interlock one into another in a perpetual loop. We slip from one ring to another without realising it most of the time. Sanc has been invaded and occupied in the past by far rougher conquerors than the Alliance. It can give claim to a resilient people."
"Do you think they will settle in?"
Alice Darlian inclined her head slightly, meeting her daughter's eyes in the mirror. "If that powerhouse of a young man has anything to say about it, then yes. They will do quite well, I think."
End
Karina Robertson 2012