Not writing for so long is a weird thing. Communicating this way to people feels like sending a letter, it feels kind of bad to not write anything in return in so long. At least I still have the old/new rough scenario I made previously, not being directionless.

Seeing that nothing really changed in the field of ever-repeating 5 events I mentions oh so long ago, I believe I still can make something special.

I can feel the blaze of passion burn oh so brightly as I write this.

May you have the loveliest day.

The flame of Kirche awoke from the slumbering remains she unintentionally dimmed by her wrongly placed words. The crimson-pink flame Louise could perceive on the edges of her vision light up her surroundings, and simultaneously, her day.

She couldn't herlp but smile at the lovely warmth she unexpectedly made happen. The pain she experienced making the expression being a low price for such a spectacular feeling and colour.

She couldn't help but reached out her hand and gently embrace Kirche's own. The feeling she experienced was almost overwhelming.

"So to say, let me be that person for you." She repeated her previous words.

Kirche didn't know what to say, she was overjoyed, of course, she tightly mirrored the holding action and... a little sob came out of her lips. And another and another.

Tears welled in her eyes and swiftly fell unchecked. This was so lovely, she never felt like this... this was... so reassuring.

They stood like this, holding hands in comforting silence for just a little while.

"This... no..." Louise muttered. "It can't be..."

This morning Louise got a letter, terrible news... she was sold into a marriage by her damned by god mother to the Kaiser Albrecht III, the Emperor of Germania!

It's said that she has to go immidately after she read the letter, made explicit by the specification of the contract, which was made without her knowledge!

"Damn it! What is this!? Why now!?"

The contract also made no logical sense! Why the hell would he take as a wife a child, a disfigured one at that! Does he predict her death to inherit some of her supposed, imaginary wealth given her from her bloodline? That makes no sense. She has almost no right for anything, her sisters nearly taking everything. And he being a Emperor would have no need for it, either... So why...?

Does he need her for anything? Nothing comes to mind. She was sure that he had any amount of blood of some innocent, never-tainted young girl for any ritual he would like to perform.

She wasn't any outstanding mage either!

Her witch of a mother also gained quite the amount... it looked like the emperor really wanted to make this happen... yet... why?!

The whole matter was entirely baffling.

And what I gain? She thought.

Germania was an empire, ruled by The Emperor, not a matriarchy like Trystania, ruled by the queen.

Saying this, she will have no aparent advantages of power, any privilege without her soon-huband permission.

Saying this, she was fucked.

Trying to rub her temple she forgot that she still had the mask on. It really did felt like her face now. At least recently she got the ability and pleasure of being able to yell without wanting to die... isn't that an achievement?

"Immidately, yes?" She read the part of the leter of the instantaneous departure again...

Guess the immidate can wait, eh...?

Damn it... why she has to leave Kirche in the middle of her... dare she say... rapidly warming up relationship?

The timing was truly atrocious!

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