Tale of Spirits: The Cursed King(RP)

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman, Cinia Pacifica, and Katsucha.)

“Penetrating that armor will be difficult, Saren will be particularly useful here,” said Leona III as she looked into the battle. “I am sure that he knows that himself, so I won’t bother shouting our strategy.” She laughed as she continued to look on as Louise sang her beautiful melody.

Saren charged ahead and slammed his axe into the ground in front of him. Securing his footing so that his back was on the axe he opened his arms. His goal was to slow the beast down if not stop it in it’s tracks, but the beast was far stronger than the warrior anticipated. Sliding back as the beast charged his axe tore through the ground, but did help to slow the beast down. The rest of the guard leaped out of the way as the beast slammed into the front stairs of the castle under the balcony. The area that cracked before on the balcony from Louise’s spell began to get worse.

“Saren!” yelled Leona IV. She cared deeply for her guards. A bit more than a queen should about her servants.

Arkasia heard a slight crack behind them on the long walkway. She wasn’t sure when this happened, but if the fighting stayed near them it was going to be a problem. They also needed to lose some weight. “Ari that thing is right under us. Think you can make your golems land on it?” asked Arkasia.

“I can try, but it’s a long shot,” answered Ari, willing one of her golems to body slam the giant bug, Arkasia walked to the edge and began spinning her swords. “I’ll lend a hand,” Dia said.

Anastas picked up on the plan, and pulled back his bow. Firing into the beast in its soft spot he kept it from moving too much. This way the girls would have an easier time hitting their target. Smiling at his work he moved to a different spot to help in the battle where he was needed. From the shadows he would made things easier for the struggling knights.

As the golem jumped off Arkasia prepared to unleash her winds to send the golem smashing into it like a cannon as it burst into stone. Spinning her blades even faster winds shot off pushing the golem into the bug and knocking it back into the fountain. It screamed out in pain, but soon found its footing once again.

While the queen was busy looking at the beast the three ladies rushed the group. Caym dashed in front of the young queen and with his two mace weapons began to defect the incoming blows from the two swordsman. “Zhou and Fenfang! Now!” he said pushing forward. He hoped to give them the opening they needed.

Not able to push them back, but able to hold them still, he hoped that would be enough. The two slender agile fighters charged in around Caym, and attacked with their various weapons. Their speed was too much for the two hooded swordsman to react to. Zhou sliced with his knives as Fenfang did her best to keep them restrained.

Suddenly a blunt object knocked Fenfang and Zhou onto their backs. Smirking the third hooded figure laughed as her ring returned to her. The young queen flipped over the group locked in combat surrounded by her three orbs. Using two of them she shot them at the woman while charging a small flame in her right hand. The two orbs were not fast enough to catch the figure as she danced out of their path, but while she was busy dodging them the queen was able to time her megiddo flame; firing a stream of white fire at the girl, she was engulfed in flames. The two who were fighting Caym, swung their swords rapidly, freeing themselves then dashed into the flames to save their comrade. As they exited the flames, their cloaks were gone, and their identities exposed. Three female figures dressed in Arkasian leather armor.

Anastas’ eyes widened at the sight of the three woman. He knew them right away. He was so close to them yesterday, but he couldn’t read anything from them or their spirits. They somehow got that evil power into the city from right under his nose. Pulling his bow back he sent flames onto his bow, and shot right at the caster. The black haired girl blocked the shot with her sword, and then she looked over in Anastas direction with a smile.”Dammit!” said Anastas quickly as he got out of view.

As Ari looked down she saw the three girls, and her mouth hung open. “Those three?” she said. Arkasia stepped towards the edge to get a closer look.

“They were with us at the bar yesterday…” Ari said, stunned. Arkasia gritted her teeth seeing as this was partly the fault of her soldiers. Letting three threats slip right under their noses. Recruits were supposed to be watched carefully to avoid things like this. Every soldier at Arkasia was in for hell upon her return.

“Guess the secrets out,” said the cheerful of the three with her short slightly blonde hair. She spun her ring around her head before it vanished in a flash of light, her hand resting for a sword that rested at he side. “It was fun while it lasted, but at least we got free drinks off that idiot!” said the taller blonde woman holding her cross sword behind her back. “This wasn’t the plan you two. We are going to get thrashed for this one…” said the third girl holding her sword Her hair was black, and cut short. “We did half the job. So do we get half the beating?” said the cheerful one. The other two sighed.

The way they simply talked like they weren't fighting infuriated the young queen. “If you won’t take this fight seriously, I’ll just erase you from my city!” shouted the young queen. “Protect me!” Caym, Zhou, and Fenfang all surrounded her in combat stance. The queens hands erupted into powerful white flames.

Sophia had made her way to Saren, and healed him from the beasts attack. He was far out of the queen’s healing range. “Thank you Sophia,” said Saren rising to his feet, and grabbing his axe.

Louise was at the peak of her glow, her voice rang louder than any other’s as she sang her song loudly. She sang with emotions, feelings that others couldn’t seem to fathom why she felt the way she did. Her shining figure was so bright that Leona III couldn't help but want to focus on other things instead as her eyes could barely handle the view, but her shining beauty was too hard to ignore. She wanted to see Louise's song end with her own eyes, and catch every ounce of her voice with her very ears. Despite the situation, the former Queen's attention was completely won over by the dazzling performance.

The beast in front of him was having trouble standing after that last attack. This was his chance to finish the beast. Sophia knowing what Saren had in mind began to dance as petals danced around Saren his strength further increasing. Charging forward, he dragged his blade. As he approached, he swung as hard as he could. Connecting with the under side of the beast his axe stuck into it and lifted into the air in a show of herculean strength.

Louise's song ended, as the Queen looked at Louise, she swore that she saw tears flowing down Louise's pretty face. Her body still aglow, the pellucid tears were faintly visible despite the brightness of her light-radiating form. Louise's body was burning with spiritual powers borrowed directly from the Heavens above. It made her feel incredibly powerful, yet sad. Sad due to the meaning of the song, but she shoved her emotions aside for now.

Her emerald green eyes glowed, it almost seemed light-blue instead of the usual green due to the heavenly powers that lurked under her irises. Witnessing the mantis-like beast hurled high up to the wide sky, she raised her wand without wasting a moment. A spark of light formed at the tip of her wand, giving away premonitions of a certain bright blast.

A large explosion burst out in the sky, temporarily painting the city near-blank-white with light; destroying the beast from inside-out. Tiny burnt pieces of it's meat would probably rain atop the city, but it was a small price to pay. Louise sighed, almost falling over Leona III's body, she still burned with silvery light emanating from her. Her body however, was tired from all the spell-casting.

Arkasia noticing the young lady falling, sheathed her blade and caught her. Ari’s golem raised it’s shield sheltering them from the exploding bug’s innards. Seeing Louise’s face full of tears, she figured that her powers must have caused her some pain. “Such a strong viel must have taken a lot out of you, but this is not the place to rest. Ari, cover us while I escort her inside,” ordered Arkasia as she sheathed her other sword, and picked up Louise in her misleadingly delicate looking arms. Leona looked at Louise with some worry. †˜Something is very wrong with you, isn’t it Louise?’ thought the queen. The queen followed them along as they were her only guards at the moment.

“Yes sir, Alright Terra lets do our best too, we can’t falter here.” Ari responded which she then commanded her golems to cover the rear

As their beast was defeated, and their minions vanished. They knew that their factory in the slums had been dismantled. The black haired girl gritted her teeth. Stabbing her sword into the ground a white shock wave shot out, and for a moment Leona IV was snapped out of spirit form and lost all focus. †˜What!’ Leona IV thought as her head was throbbing. “That’s all we have time for today,” said the cheerful girl. “Till next time,” said the tall blond, punching the ground the three were covered in dust. The young queen in anger fired her flames into the dust cloud, but her attack came up empty.

Anastas who had another shot trained on the spot gritted his teeth. †˜They didn't run off, they went underground. There is no way to tell where they went.’ he thought. His trained eyes never failed him, but he couldn't track a target that left no trail. Giving up the search he made his way to the ground trying not to gain too much attention. He knew that Arkasia spotted him earlier, but that was fine as long as she didn't suspect him.

“After them! We cannot allow them to escape. Zhou and Fenfang I want you to track them down!” ordered the young queen. The two shot off ripping through the city following what little they had. The queen and her two guards quickly followed.

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Inside the castle was full of guards making sure everything was secure. A few enemies had made it in, but all were killed before they got too deep. “Take her to my room. It is just up ahead on the left,” ordered Leona III. Arkasia nodded and walked to the door suggested, holding Louise in her arms.

“Sir, let me check first, we don’t know if there are enemies waiting inside,” Ari said as she hurried up to the front. Arkasia looked on as Ari went through with her check. There were piles of ash on the floor, but no more than that. “They were here…” said Arkasia as she looked around carefully. Drawers were opened and papers were strewn about the room. “They were looking for something,” said Leona frantically entering the room. Looking to the wall she ran to it and slid her finger into a hidden button. The wall jerked a bit and then opened to reveal a scroll. She breathed a sigh of relief. “I will have to hide it again, but it is not in enemy hands. Thank the spirits,” she said as she pressed the button again to hide the scroll. Arkarsia knew better than to ask what it was. She simply walked over to the bed, and placed Louise on it gently.

“I need to see about my men, and if those women are still in the city… they will need help,” said Araksia. “Ari, I need you here watching over these two. Especially Leona,” the last part was quiet enough for only Ari to hear. Leona was hiding something, and Arkasia wasn’t so sure of her trust anymore.

“Understood, sir,” Ari responded, she then walked near the door, then placed her hand on her heart from one wall in the hall a golem around the size of Ari emerged, “Alright Gaia, make sure no enemies get by this door.” Ari said as she then closed the door. To think I’ll get in a situation like this so quickly, Ari thought to herself, now wondering what would happen next.

Sitting on the bed next to Louise, Leona placed on hand on her friend’s abdomen.“Knight, would you turn for a moment?” asked Leona III, “I need to get her for injuries. I don’t wish to show her off to the world now.”

“Understood ma’am,” Ari said as she turned around Though, why do I need to look the other way? Not like I’m a man!” Ari wondered, but didn’t utter a word to protest.

Once Ari was turned around Leona undid a few buttons from Louise’s blouse she placed a hand on the center of her chest. muttering a few words of a strange language there was a slight glow under her hand. Louise’s breathing became fast and erratic for a moment, but soon settled down to a normal pace. Soon after the Louise’s eyes fluttered open.

“Glad to see you have returned to us, Louise,” said the queen with a smile.

”Ugh, my head feels heavy, what happened to the battle, and where am I no-” as Louise asked, she noticed the basic interior of the room, and realized, ”Oh, it’s your room.”

“Yes, Arkasia was nice enough to carry you here, and Sir Ari is our guard for the day,” said Leona with a finger on her lips. This was an attempt to warn Louise that the were being watched. “Do not worry about the battle, we were victorious. Though it seems that the three women were able to escape. Arkasia will have her hands full with discovering the hole in her shield I’m sure.”

Noticing Leona III putting the index finger on her own lips, it signified that she had to be careful about her own words. Racking her mind, she thought about what to say, ”Well, uhh, what should I say, I apologize for passing out, I forgot how hard it was to use that spell.”

“No need to apologize. I doubt we would have been able to defeat that bug otherwise, and no one was injured. That thing didn’t stand a chance,” she responded. “But do be careful not to strain yourself in the future. I may not be there next time. Your body seems to be under heavy stress,” said Leona.

”I doubt you have to be. I’ll be fine in the near future,” said Louise, putting her palm forward to express that she doesn’t require herself excessive amount of help, ”You are wrong about one thing though. I was a victor of that battle, because I took down most major enemy,” Louise claimed, proud of the feat, smiling and boasting.

Bet you wouldn’t have done so well without us watching out for you, thought Ari. In an effort to keep herself out of trouble she kept these words to herself. Still she didn’t find herself caring much for this woman.

“As true as it is that you were a major part, our royal guard did a splendid job as well,” she commented. “Now, I believe you should rest.” Covering her to the neck in the heavy warm blanket. “Until the castle is clear I must ask that you watch over my guest. I must speak to my daughter when she returns,” said Leona III to Ari as she stood up.

”Hmph, I wouldn’t need help if not for the cur-” Louise abruptly stopped, putting the hand over her mouth, ”Nevermind,” she hid her lips with the blanket, and muttered, ”Is it even fine to rest here, in your room?”

“It’s quite alright. When I return perhaps we can take a nap together,” she said playfully. “Don’t worry about the details. Just get all the rest you can, Louise. If you need anything I will not be far away.”

“No!” said Ari, flustered. “I mean, it isn’t safe for you to go yet, ma’am.”

“Oh?” she said narrowing her eyes at Ari. “Then why don’t you simply have one of your golems escort me?”

Ari thought for a moment. She wasn’t in the position to stand in the way of the former queen, and Arkasia had told her only to watch her. Restraining her to the room might be going a bit far.


“That would be fine ma’am,” she answered opening the door for the former queen.

“Then if you will excuse me.” she said walking out of the room closing the door behind her.

”So, if I may ask, who might you be, introduce yourself would you?” Louise asked from under the provided blanket, her voice barely audible. She hid her smile. Trying to start a conversation, albeit not having the intention of continuing for long, she did wanted to get to know her so-called guard who could seemingly summon golems without her powers.


“My name is Ari Fay, may I know your name too, ma’am?” Ari asked in a respectful tone of voice, restraining her rude behavior from her earlier thought regarding Louise’s words.

”I see, a pleasure to meet you, Dame Ari Fay, I am Louise Marguerite,” Louise said, in a respectful tone likewise. There was no harm of providing a minimal amount of respect is regards to courtesy, after all. She did read Ari’s expression earlier, so she had to know her name for future conversations with a certain someone. Louise intentionally didn’t mention the rest of her name, the name of Augusta was quite well-known, after all.

As the queen walked out the golem turned to her, and proceeded to escort her down the hallway. †˜I do not like being watched, Arkasia,’’ she thought as she continued on her way to her daughter’s quarters to wait for her to return. The golem upon reaching the room stood watch outside.

Reaching the Castle, Owain saw no sign of Arkasia. Undaunted by the grandiose of the place he entered inside. As he exited he ran into Arkasia who was looking less than pleased. She stopped for a moment before heading over to him at a swift pace.

“What is your report?” she asked in a demanding tone.

“A nice to see you’re still alive Owain would be nice” He retorted “We dealt with the problem in the slums, but I’ve failed you Sir, the civilian death toll was huge”


“Not only that but, this whole incident may be on our hands as well. Ari seemed to recognize the three women from before. The ones who orchestrated this whole event. Do you know anything about this?”

“Hrmm” Owain thought, he had met lots of women but he quickly realised who Arkasia was talking about “No way!” he said in disbelief, blaming himself for not stopping them when he had the chance.

“Then it is as I feared. They were able to pass by our registry, and our intelligence department. Holding that much power, it shouldn’t have been possible without inside help,” answered Arkasia.

“So trust no one, huh?” Owain lemented.

“As if we ever could,” answered Arkasia. “I’m confident that none of the knights are involved, but I won’t know for sure until an investigation. I will start at the registry, and work my way up. It’s hard to believe that we may have to kill one of our own,” said Arkasia. “I will go gather the men, and we will head back. Were any with you?”

“Most of the men accompanying me were killed” Owain looked down “The two you sent me with originally, Razta and Masaki have proved reliable, however. They are licking their wounds now, they said they would join me here when they are done” At this Owain sighed deeply “I’m really struggling to process all that has happened recently Di-Sir, forgive me”

“Your tough act never fools me, Owain,” she responded not turning to face him. “If this is too much for you, turn in your sword. I need nothing but hardened warriors at my side, but if your sword still cuts true I still have use for you.”

“Sir, if ever my blade cut true, it was today, I’m yours to use as you see fit” Owain said with a bow.

Arkasia began walking away. “We leave in the morning. Try to get some rest,” she said as she headed to town to gather what remained of her men.

Owain smiled. He admired Arkasia’s strength more than almost anything else. Following her orders, he decided to wait until his soldiers returned before resting up.

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The group of soldiers escorted Razta and Masaki to the nearby hospital in the city. They were treating the wounded, and taking in civilians who were separated in the chaos. As such the hospital was quite crowded. Getting guided through the chaos was a relief to Razta and Masaki as they were taken to one of the many rooms down a long hallway. Helping Masaki onto a table he stood aside so the nurses could work.

“It’s going to be ok Masaki we will get you good as new.” said Razta. Suddenly the nursed poured alcohol onto Masaki’s wound to clean it.

”Gah! I didn’t know that it was this painful. Why does it stings so much on my cut? It’s different from what my mentor was using back then. Masaki said as he tries to hold the pain from the alcohol.

The nurse looked at Masaki strangely. “This is just rubbing alcohol…” she answered. “I hope whatever your mentor was using is sanitary.”

Razta couldn’t help, but laugh. The man just went through a skirmish with a smile on his face, and almost died, but this is the part that hurts him the most? ”You are an interesting guy Masaki.” said Razta as the nurse continued to clean out his wound. After which she pulled out a long needle, and filled it with a numbing agent. “Now stay still, this will hurt a bit.” she warned Masaki.

”Okay, “ Masaki nodded as he muster the courage as he saw the nurse holding a long needle. That thing. . . Reminds me of a needle that some swordsman use, what was it called? A Rapier? Masaki thought as he took a deep breath.

The nurse seeing that Masaki was ready walked up to him and cleaned the area where the injection would be. Then with a skilled hand she jabbed it in and began giving him the medicine. The pain would be intense, but soon after Masaki wouldn’t feel a thing. After the numbing set in she pulled out some wire and needle. Then sitting next to Razta she began to stitch up his gash.

“See nothing to it,” said the nurse smiling.

Masaki didn’t flinch when the nurse injected the needle, ”Well, it wasn’t as painful as the time when you poured that liquid to my cut. I didn’t felt anything at all." Masaki said as he looked at his friend, Razta. ”Are you used to getting this type of wound, Razta? Since most of the time my spirit tells me that this is nothing compared to having one or two limbs getting removed. Even though He mostly mend my wounds with his so called “Regeneration” ability that his saliva has. Masaki said as he looked at the stitch that the nurse gave.

”Saliva? Thats kinda weird. Just what kind of man was your master anyways? But ya I get these type of wounds from time to time,” said Razta looking at his friend strangely. The nurse gave him some strange looks as well, but didn’t say anything about it. Instead she made sure her stitch was perfect.

”He’s just an old man that taught me so many things to help me survive. Although most of the times he just asks me to do weird things such as scratch his back when he’s tired and lift boulders while he’s sitting on it. Strangely, he never talks. Only giving gestures and my spirit told me what it means." Masaki answered as he tries to sniff his cut, smelling the sharp odor of the rubbing alcohol.

“So I want you to stay off that arm for a while. When the queen puts her veil back up it should heal in no time. Till then I think its fine that you head back to the castle.” instructed the nurse.

”Will do.” Masaki said as he stood up.

“Alright let’s head back to the castle. Owain will want to know you are alright.” said Razta.

”Alright, Thank you, Nurse”

“It’s my job,” she answered smiling as the two warriors left the room.

The streets and buildings were mostly intact due to the quick response from the soldiers, both from Arkasia and Masario. They were able to isolate the enemies in the slums, and saved most of the civilians from harm. Of Course there were casualties, but the soldiers did a fine job. Razta and Masaki reached the castle, and saw that Owain was waiting for them. After exchanging a few words the three headed inside for some well deserved rest.

The day had been long for Anastas. So much had happened after he retreated from the square and now he had a lot of worries on his mind. Firstly was accommodation. Standing at the counter of a local small time inn, he presented a sour expression as he lost himself in thought. The landlady’s faced expressed gradual worry as Anastas continued staring off past her.

“Um. . . is something the matter, sir?” She queried in an attempt to break off the silence. As if a curse was dispelled, Anastas broke out of thought, his face changing to a short moment of confusion before he finally collected himself.

”Ah. Sorry. What are your rates?” He replied, leaning onto the counter which startled the landlady a bit.

“A-ah. Rooms are 20 gold a night but we’ve none to spare. The sudden attack today has left quite a few in the area homeless. . . or worse.” she said in a grievous tone. Anastas nodded sympathetically, no doubt she knew a number of the casualties well. He clenched one of his fists and let out yet another sour expression however the lady seemed to have confused his reasons and started bowing apologetically.

”Oh, no no. It’s not about that. Sorry.” He hastily assured her. ”Um. How about your attic?”

“Well. . . “ She hesitated, “It’s not that it’s not useable but there’s no bedding and the place is rather dusty and unused.”

”But it is available correct?” Anastas enquired.

“W-well, yes, but like I said-”

”I’ll take it.” Anastas interrupted, handing 20 gold coins to the lady and making his way up the stairs, the lady blanked out for a moment before following Anastas to lead him to the attic. Opening the door, he understood what the woman had meant. The somewhat spacious room held only a few trunks and crates but besides that there was a lot of empty space where dust had collected.

Anastas gave a shrug, he had slept in worse conditions and was ready to make due. The lady stayed at the doorway, a look of concern plastered on her face as Anastas set his equipment in the far side near the window. Noticing this, he gave a smile and nodded to the lady warmly, comforting her a bit as she closed the door behind her and left.

Anastas had a makeshift bedding set and his equipment was laid next to it so as to be ready in short notice. Contempt with his setup, he let out a heavy sigh and sat against the windowsill nearby. Gazing at the sky, he used this time to contemplate his day.

”I guess it was expected that they would strike as soon as the queen declared. But to this scale. . . “ He clenched his fist. After the ring leaders had escaped the square, Anastas had spent the rest of the day hunting them only to find numerous other Cursed members. The sheer number he slayed alone was considerable for an infiltration effort but thankfully the knights managed to respond quickly.

”The knights. . . “ Anastas had accidentally ran into several patrols during his hunting, thankfully they didn’t attack but they’re certain to report about him to. . . her. His face grimaced as his thoughts lead to the silver-haired, domineering Commander, with the number of run-ins he had with the patrols, she’s most likely going to approach him sometime tomorrow. ”Can’t imagine the face she’ll make when her patrols report of a wolf-eared ranger dressed in black hunting the cursed ones.” He stifled a chuckle, remembering a bewildered recruit who noticed Anastas’ ears as he was using Beast Instinct.

He sighed and stared off at the moon before lying back onto his bedding. It would be a big day tomorrow, the first official day of war. It was almost certain he would be dragged into this. A few Cursed members managed to escape him, some of whom he had encountered before and would surely have recognised him. As he slowly resigned himself to sleep, he muttered. ”Kurskaya Chernyi Vol’f. Kursk’s Black Wolf.”

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As Leona walked into her daughter’s room, she noticed that one of the couches was badly burned. The fabric that covered the cushions was gone, and the cushion was clearly visible. As she examined this, the door opened up to the room. Turning, she saw her daughter enter the room.

“What are you doing here mother?” asked Leona IV, surprised to see her mother in her room.

“I came to ask about how things went with the search,” she asked, slightly offput by her daughter’s tone.

Leona walked across the room and sat in the undamaged chair, “It went as expected for you right? The enemy was able to escape, and we lost many innocents today,” answered the young queen.

Leona III was hurt by what her daughter was saying, but she would not let her daughter see this. “What makes you think I expected this?” she asked with a stern face.

“Just what did you say about me to Louise?” she asked standing up and walking to her mother. “That you don’t think I can lead? That you and her would make a better ruler than I.”

“I did not, I simply said that you could use some advice,” answered Leona III.

“Well, I don't,” said Leona bluntly. “I don’t need you or her anymore. So you can just say what you want about me while I lead. You aren’t the queen anymore, after all.”

Leona III narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “As you wish your majesty,” said Leona III walking past her daughter and leaving the room. The young queen waited to hear the door close, and then smiled to herself. She would have never had the nerve to speak to her mother that way before.

Leona III headed back towards her room. She wasn’t sure what Louise said to her daughter to turn her against her, but if that was the price that needed to be paid, Leona would have to accept it. It was better than seeing her daughter snivel around like a sick pup. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her she forgot that Ari had her golem on watch. †˜I will need to do something about this girl’ she thought as she made her way back to her room.

Opening the door to her quarters she looked to Ari. “The castle has been cleared. You may take your leave of us now,” she ordered. The lack of joy in her voice that was there earlier was evident.

Ari turned to her, and was about to protest, but Leona gave her a look that warned her this wasn’t the time. Ari bowed slightly.

“Yes madame,” said Ari before walking out of the room. After the door closed Leona looked to Louise. “Just what did you say to my daughter?” she asked in a curious tone. “The girl is much more fierce now that I thought she would ever become.”

”At this rate, any change is better than being the old princess,” Louise said, shoving the blanket aside, and pulling her body up from the bed.

“You must have pushed her past her limits. I must say I too like this change. It did get the girl to make her own decision for a change, but I don’t want to lose my daughter to this.”

”Well, I’m not sure myself how well it’d work out. Depends on her own resolve, if you lose your daughter to this, then it’d be lack of her talent as a ruler being the cause. Inversely, if she makes a mistake, she can learn from it, she wouldn’t be able to blame us now that she doesn’t depend on us.”

“You are right. We will have to see what happens in time. Now we have other things to discuss.” she said walking over to the wall that held the scroll.

”Like regarding how you’re losing trust left and right in this castle?” Louise said sarcastically, getting off the bed completely now, with her usual playful smile, ”Our guard was even put up to keeping an eye on you, talk about a breach of privacy and personal space.”

“Arkasia is smarter than most give her credit for. She knows there are many holes in her information network. I feel bad for whatever is causing it. She is not one to forgive even if it was an accident,” she said sliding the button in again. The scroll showed itself again. Removing it she walked over to the bed laying it out. “So do you think this could work?” she asked as she showed Louise the plans. From the look of the document it was some kind of way to steal a spirit. “I want to move forward with this as soon as possible.”

”Hmm, seems interesting, but rather dangerous. May I know you're exactly intentions?”

“I’m just going to steal back what was stolen from me. I think I am on the right track,” said Leona. “Once I find the person I will need to have this ready before hand.”

”Mnm… so you’re saying that your spirit was actually stolen from you?” Louise said, her usual smile replaced with a serious expression.

“Yes, even a weakened spirit will still be able to be seen,” she answered. “I am the first person that I know of to have this done to them. So I have little to compare to. But my research points to this.”

”Seems incomplete from what I see here, but hmm,” Louise pondered for a moment, ”Wanna test it out on me?”

“You would be willing to be a test subject?” asked Leona. “I do need to try it out, but I could do irreparable damage to you.”

”If it works, I’ll die. If it doesn’t, the damage won’t last. So do your worst,” Louise dared, not afraid of the adversities.

“In such a rush to meet your death?” questioned Leona standing up straight.

”Rush you say, such a word doesn’t exist in my dictionary.”

“Very well,” said Leona. “Lay down, and I will make this quick.”

”Sure” Louise walked back to the bed, and laid down as instructed.

Standing over Louise she held her hands up with her palms facing herself. Chanting something quietly she was completely focused on her hands. Words started to move across her skin in a light display. Reading them over she made sure that everything was perfect. Looking at Louise she nodded.

“Are you completely sure about this?” she asked giving her friend one last chance to back out.

”Yeah, completely sure. As I said, do your worst,” Louise said, confident on her rejuvenation ability.

Slowly Leona placed her hands on Louise’s chest and abdomen. Lifting and lowering her hands in a pace similar to ocean waves, she began to coax Louise’s spirit from her body. The side effects would be extremely painful for Louise, but this was the only chance she would have. No one would willingly go through this. As Leona reached the final stages of her technique a crossover began to occur. Ishtar was visible in the mortal world. Just as the the former queen was about to separate the spirit from the host her spell faded, and Ishtar was sent slamming back into Louise.

“Curses!” she exclaimed. “It is so close, but what I have learned from you is invaluable. I have never been able to get to the cross-over before.” It was only after this that she realized what she said. She had tried this before, many times in fact, and with her new knowledge she might be able to take her work even further.

”Haven’t I… told you already… ? That it’d not work?” Louise spewed those words out, her body felt strange, possibly the damage Leona III was referring to earlier. It still felt like something that wouldn’t really be a threat. What a shame, Leona III’s spell had a long, long way to go.

Leona excitedly walked over to her notes and scribbled down some side notes. Rolling the scroll back up she slid it into her shirt. “So how do you feel?” asked Leona.

”I felt a slight strain in my body a while ago,” Louise got off the bed and stretched her arms, ”But those effects are gone now.”

“Your spirit is very protective over you. As expected from one such as Ishtar.” answered Leona. “Otherwise I might have killed you going that far.”

”I know for certain now, that you can’t do anything to a spirit of my calibre. So I’m not very interested anymore. I don’t know where your spirit stands, but spell has a very long way to go, even if it’s complete, I doubt Ishtar will come close to being pulled out a second time.”

“So you are saying it is a problem in strength?” said Leona thinking. “I will have to tamper with a few things, but that shouldn’t be too hard to do.” It was clear that Leona was obsessed with this spell. She would stop at nothing to see it work.

”Maybe you can take back your spirit,” Louise said, explaining, ”Be warned that if it’s any other powerful spirit - especially those of my level - it’ll enforce it’s will and may possibly go out of control and destroy everything. You’re dealing with a spirit’s soul here. Don’t underestimate it.”

“Understood,” answered Leona. “I will have to attune this for my own spirit. Thank you for your input. I have a better idea now of what must be done.”

”... You get excited about the most strangest of things, really,” Louise sighed, and allowed her figure to sink in on the sofa.

“And you do not acknowledge the smaller things in life,” replied Leona with a laugh.

”Oh? Such as?”

“Such as my recent discoveries, or perhaps a fine wine that I had imported from far away. You are probably too high and mighty for that,” teased Leona.

”Hmph!” Louise pouted, ”I’m not so ignorant that I wouldn’t be able to appreciate wine.”
At this the former queen laughed. “Then tonight how about me and you work through the whole bottle?” she offered with a smile.

”Sure, I wouldn’t mind that,” Louise seemed to be thinking about something, ”What will you be doing from here on out, though? With your daughter not wanting your support and all.”

“I doubt that will hold up for very long. We will just have to wait and see,” she said. “But I do have a request. Will you be my eyes and ears? I can’t do much from here. I need someone out there acting on my behalf.” Leona poured her and Louise each a glass of wine.

”Mn… “ Louise took a sip of her drink, ”For what, though? To keep an eye on your daughter? Doubt she wants to have me around.”

“I doubt she has the choice,” Leona stated. “You have already shown your worth on the battlefield. If you join the military you would be close to the top ranking warlords in an instant. That includes my hot headed daughter.”

”I don’t like the idea of being at a rank below an unqualified Queen, though… “ Louise angrily drank down half the drink, ”She can’t appreciate my greatness!”

“But I do. There has to be something you want after all. You wouldn’t come back otherwise.” she said taking a sip of her wine glass.

”Well, I have a score to settle with the Demon King. That’s why I’m back, to check up on things. I’ve been planning to leave for their territory for a while now.”

“What better way than under the wing of the military. This war will only end in one way after all. The death of the Demon King.” said Leona. “Settle your score then.”

”That man’s subordinates will want to take me with them if they find me, though. Joining the military just feels like the longer way to go about this.”

Leona glared at Louise over her glass of wine as she sipped. “This doesn’t sound like a score that needs settling, but more like a death wish.” said Leona. “Didn’t things end quite badly for you last time?”

”I simply ran away last time, but I have to finish this eventually. I don’t know how else can beat that thing anyway,” Louise finished her drink now, as she replied to Leona III.

“I envy you for actually laying eyes on him. I doubt I would walk away from such a thing. From what you explained I’m surprised you still have your sanity.” replied Leona.

”Sanity, how ironic… “ Louise whispered to herself, ”Well, let me think about this. I might join the military, I doubt I’d actually help your daughter any more than I need to, though.”

“Consider your work on my daughter completed. Focus on your own goal whatever it may be, but report what ever you see back to me. I will see that you have all the things that you need.” answered Leona. “For now just think it over. Give me your answer in the morning. We have this bottle of wine to finish after all.”

“They had better appreciated my performance today, though,” Louise said, getting herself another glass of wine. and drinking it, ”Who’d think that poor Ishtar would have to sacrifice her cloths to go to hell, just to die as a result?”

“I’m sure they did, but my guards have never been ones to leave the side of their queen just to thank someone. I was surprised however to see so many others in that fight,” she added finishing her glass, and pouring her and Louise another.

”The lyrics was so sad, though. I wish the heavens would go easy on me next time.”

“We can only hope.” answered Leona. The two enjoyed each others company, and succeeded in finishing the whole bottle of wine. Their drunken talk carried them deep into the night, and they both fell asleep shortly after.

Soul woke up in his palace room. The night before was a haze to him, and thinking about it made his head hurt something awful. He remembered going to go see Cain, but after that it was black. Figuring that there was no way he would have,an answer without going to see him again he decided to forget about the whole thing. Sliding out from under his furs that his bed was comprised of he grabbed his pair of pants to cover his naked body. Walking to the bathroom he quickly prepared himself for the day. He never put too much care into his appearance, but he always made sure to bathe and clean his teeth. Even though if his teeth rotted out his skull he could just regenerate them. Things like that gave him a sense of slight humanity.

Getting fully dressed in his usual attire he walked out of his room. Marian however was waiting for him right outside his door.

“What is this, an ambush?” said Soul as he began walking down the hallways of the castle. Marion sighed,”It’s not like I want to be with you today, but I have to make sure you actually do your job.”

“Why is today important or something?” answered Soul with a yawn. Marion slapped him in the back of the head so hard. Soul thought his eyes would pop out. “How can even an idiot like you forget something like today?” scolded Marian. “Those three had their job, and we have ours. So get your ass in gear, and lets get to it.” she said.

“You are quite the woman,” answered Soul rubbing the back of his head. “How about we just go back to my room instead? Let the others handle our part?”

Marian smirked,” I’m not one of your whores. The only time I’m going into your room is to burn you along with it.”

“Ouch,” answered Soul. “Being burnt alive hurts a lot you know? Ive been through it a few times so I know.”

Marion quickened her steps hoping to shorten the time she was stuck with Soul. Soul smirked and matched her pace. †˜Tough one.’ he said under his breath.

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“Milady, Chief Soul will be arriving shortly. Are you ready?” As per Sonya’s request, her servants woke her early so she could be prepared to greet Soul the moment he arrived. However, due to the earlier awakening, Sonya was somewhat sluggish.

“Uhm… Wait a little bit more…” Sonya was still getting ready, washing her face, grooming herself, and dressing up. She checked one final time through her belongings to make sure she had everything, then had some servants carry it to the door, where she would patiently wait for Soul. She took a moment to stretch out her tired body, and let out a yawn.

Suddenly the doors opened letting in the annoyed Soul, and Marian who wore a cheerful expression for presentation sake. She was the exact opposite of Soul in every way. Sonya’s father shook Marian’s hand, happy that it wasn’t just Soul again. He dreaded dealing with the man.

“We were told that two other representatives would be coming for my daughter and soldiers.” said Sonya’s father. “I didn’t expect to see you again so soon Chief Soul.”

“Well someone forgot many things when he made his rounds yesterday.” said Marian wearing a smile despite wanting to punch Soul in the mouth.

“Ya well I’m only human,” said Soul looking off to corner of the room. The soldiers that the Milan family promised lined up next to the door, but Sonya had yet to make her way down.

“Where is the girl?” asked Soul glaring at Sonya’s father in the corner of his eye. As Soul began to suspect the father was going back on his word, Soul’s right arm began to itch.

“I’m sorry, I was still readying myself!” Sonya yelled as she dashed into the room with her belongings. “Have you waited long?”

“Luckily enough, No.” answered Soul as he stopped the squirming in his right arm. Marian smiled trying to keep her cool. She knew better than to try and calm Soul down when he was like that. Whatever happened would have happened, and she would just clean up the mess like she always did.

“Nice to meet you Sonya.” said Marian.

“Nice to meet you, too, miss…?” Sonya asked in an inquiring tone. She has never met this woman before, so she didn’t know her name.

“Dear this is Rep. Marian Klow.” said Sonya’s father. “Sorry on behalf my daughter. She doesn’t pay much attention to politics.”

“It’s fine. After all, all we are known for is this †˜great man’ next to me.” she answered sarcastically. “If you have said your goodbyes, we need to get moving.”

Using this last chance, Sonya embraced her father tightly, telling him, “Farewell, Father. Don’t worry, I’ll write to you as often as I can. I’ll even send you any gifts I find!” She giggled, before adding, “Sorry for making this decision without you…”

“If it is what you want, Sonya. I will support you any way that I can. That is the least a father can do.” answered Sonya’s father. In truth, he knew that going back on his word now was a death warrant. Soul smirked at Sonya’s father, knowing just what he was thinking.

“Come on, there are many fun things to get started on at the castle.” said Soul turning and walking out the door. “It’s time to introduce you to your new life.”

“Yes, Chief Soul,” Sonya spoke firmly. The moment she had been anticipating had finally arrived. Her servants followed closely behind her with her belongings as Sonya walked out of the door with Soul. They placed the trunk containing her belongings on the carriage Soul and Marian arrived in, then escorted Sonya into the carriage, and ensured that she was comfortably inside. “Be safe, Milady…” The head servant spoke as he backed away from the carriage. Sonya gave an affirming nod in response.

The carriage rode away moments later leaving for the castle, and a new start for Sonya. If she was ready for such a job would be discovered sooner than the girl thought.

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As Soul and company walked into the castle it was apparent that large preparations were being made. A soldier ran up to Soul and saluted. This early in the morning the castle was usually silent. So anyone passing by the castle knew something big was happening.

“M’am we are an hour from being ready, we ran into some issues wi-” said the soldier before being interrupted.

“I don’t care. Just hurry up, and get it done. We are already behind,” replied Marian. The man ran off to try and get things done faster.

“Nicely done,” said Soul complimenting Marian.

“Shut it, you have work to do too. Sonya, be ready to head out in an hour’s time. Until then do what you need to do.” ordered Marian storming off to make sure things were being done properly.

“She’s the former Chief ya know?” said Soul to Sonya as Marian left them. “Can you tell she is still kinda steamed?” Soul laughed and rested a hand on Sonya’s shoulder. “Watch out or she’ll cut all your hair off! Chop chop!”

“Ehehe, scary!” Sonya replied playfully. She was somewhat intimidated by this change in behaviour by Marian, as it was different from her first impression, but she felt that Marian couldn’t hurt her.

“No really, she’ll cut it all off. She is weird like that.” he replied.

“Oh no, I don’t want that…” She still had an upbeat tone, not believing Marian would actually go so far. She stood in awe of the large interior of the castle. Even considering the massive size of her own home, this was comparably bigger. “Where is my room? I’d like to put my belongings away and begin preparing myself.”

“I’ll show you,” said Soul looking around with a chuckle. “It will get me out of doing work…” Suddenly a demonic looking pair of scissors stuck into Soul’s forehead. He fell to the ground unconscious as blood shot out of his wound.

“Someone show the young madame to her room! Then wake that idiot up so he can get to work,” yelled Marian. Two guards rushed over and saluted. “Right this way m’am.” they said as they spun around ready to escort Sonya.

“Snrk…” Seeing Soul get injured in such a way was comical to Sonya. She needed to hold herself back from bursting into laughter. She prodded Soul’s body a few times to see if there would be any reaction, but none occurred. “Well, Marian said he’d wake up, so he should be okay, then!” Sonya said innocently as she turned away from him. She, then, asked the soldiers, “So, shall we go?” to which they immediately replied “Yes, Madame!”

The room was spacious, with a large bed, nightstand, and large drawers, much like Sonya’s room in her family’s home. In fact, it almost felt exactly like her room. The trunk containing her things was placed near the entrance. It appeared to still be locked and untampered with. Sonya, inwardly, was relieved.

“Do you need help unpacking anything ma’am?” asked one of the guards.

“Oh, would you please…? That would be a great help!” She asked as cutely as she could. The guard bowed slightly. “It isn’t a problem” he answered. The second guard who escorted them saluted. “I will report back to the unit. I don’t want to get busted for slacking off,” said the other guard hurriedly heading back to work.

“Ok, what do you need me to do?” said the guard that stayed to help her. He placed his shield and spear on the wall.

Sonya unlocked the trunk before answering his question. “Well, there’s these clothes… I need to put them away in those drawers.” It was simply the first thing she saw as she opened the trunk. It took up the majority of the space, as well. There were several different kinds of clothing, like dresses for casual wear, nightgowns for sleeping, tunics for training in, and underwear for… obvious reasons. She pulled them all out into piles, already organized, but not stowed away. The guard immediately grabbed her pile of dresses and carefully made his way over to the dresser to put them away.

Hmm… now that I think about it, I still have a little less than an hour to enjoy myself… Maybe I can play with the guard here for a little while… Sonya eyed her whip and bondage tools hidden in the trunk. They were concealed within an unassuming bag. She couldn’t hold back. “Uhm, sir…” She started generating a magical aura, letting her be able to charm any person within it, and make them bend to her will. “Marian always has you working sooo hard. Don’t you wanna just relax and have some †˜fun’, right now…?” Her voice was seductive as she twirled a finger through her long hair. She spoke slowly and emphasized every syllable trying to capture the heart of the guard.

The guard knew better than to fool around while on the job, but something about the girl wouldn’t let him think straight. “S-sure, if we make it quick, we shouldn’t get caught…” he answered. Suddenly he saw Sonya slide a whip from the trunk with a sadistic smile creeping across her face. “Good, good…” Sonya giggled as she walked toward the guard. “Why don’t we get that armor off, too… It’s so bulky… It’ll just get in my way…”

The guard began to unhook the parts of his chest armor. After that, he took off the chainmail shirt to expose his skin. Suddenly a surge of pain flashed across his back. He yelled out in pain. Sonya smirked as she whipped him again, and he fell to the ground. Stepping on his back she leaned over slowly whispering in his ear.

“You are mine now,” she began laughing maniacally as she raised her whip once again and continue the man’s suffering.

With what she was hearing, Marian didn’t bother to knock. Opening the door, she looked on at the scene with a cold glare. “Just what do you think you are doing soldier?” asked Marian looking down at Sonya’s captive. Luckily for Sonya, she was somewhat protected from Marian’s punishments. At that moment, Sonya’s charm lifted, and the man was in control of his sense. He didn’t even know where he was at the moment. The man was frozen with fear from the position he was in, and the girl who had him pinned. “Well, Sonya, can you explain for him?” she asked crossing her arms.

Sonya was disappointed that her enjoyment was cut short, and reverted to her childlike self. “I was just playing with him!” Her grip on the whip softened, and she removed herself from the top of the soldier.

Marian looked at the girl infront of her with an angry glare. A pair of scissors appeared in Marian’s hand. With a flick of the wrist she shot the scissors right into the soldiers temple. He fell limp instantly. Marian’s expression didn’t change as she looked to Sonya. “Well, your fun is over. Do this on your own time, and do not waste mine.” said Marian. “And here I came to make sure you were settling in. You are almost as bad as Soul.” Two soldiers rushed in and carried off the body of the soldier. “Consider this a warning. When I say I want you ready at a certain time. Be five minutes early.” she said turning around. “Be down in ten minutes.”

“Okaaaaaaaaay…” Sonya pouted and whined. “I was having so much fun, though… Why’d she have to ruin it…” Sighing, she put the rest of her things away by herself as quickly as she could. Once everything was in its place, she began readying herself. She dressed herself in comfortable clothing that she could easily move around in, since Sonya assumed she’d be called for training.

That was unfortunate… That man could have made a great plaything for both of us. A voice within Sonya’s head spoke to her. It was her spirit, the succubus, Gisa. She appears whenever Sonya’s sadistic personality emerges.

I know, right? But, there will be other opportunities, right?

Definitely… A war is brewing…

(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman[/color] and BinkXPoke)

Downstairs preparations were nearing their final stages, and by the afternoon they were about ready to head out. Catapults and other things were being tied up, to large elephant-like beasts called Talan. They would be hauling these weapons to Raltese, a major city of the Scion. Attacking this place meant that a major supply line to the capital would be cut off. This city was known for its rich resources, and was regarded for its high production of weapons across the major cities. It would take a week to reach the city, but Marian was a woman who tried to do things as efficiently as quickly as possible.

“Leave this catapult here, and tie a second talan to the ballista.” ordered Marian. Soul made sure that all of the weapons were accounted for, and that all the soldiers knew their place in battle. This wasn’t exactly a job that suited his rank, but a job that Marian trusted him enough to do.

As Sonya stepped out of the castle, her eyes were met with the sight of many siege weapons. “Oooh…” Her awe was audible, she had never seen so many catapults in one place. However, it confused her. She looked for Marian, needing to ask a few soldiers where she was, and when she found her, asked “Are we going to battle? It seems so soon.” She had only just arrived, and expected to receive some sort of training with the military’s weapons or armor.

“Yes,” answered Marian. “And you will be incharge of the third infiltration unit.” Marian was sure the girl would be confused. After all she had just joined today. She had no idea how to be a leader or probably even how to fight. “There is a method we use to instruct our soldiers from long distances. Not a word need be spoken from soldier to soldier. And even commanders and generals can communicate with their soldiers with ease. This is something that we have refined from our extensive use of the veils.” Marian explained. “Mainly what we will need you for is that talent of yours. Get our men in, and they will take care of the rest. You will have to get as much training as you can in on the way. This is a rather rushed operation.” she admitted.

“You are with group B. Find them, and get ready to head out Sonya.” ordered Marian as she walked over to find her own group. A group of men and women walked up and greeted Sonya.

“You must be Madame Sonya,” said a small timid looking boy with short brown hair. He didn’t look over twelve years old. “We are group B, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” he said extending his small hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, too!” She happily shook the young boys hand. “Are you part of the unit I’m leading? You seem rather young…” Sonya said, wondering why there this child coming along with her. Is this alright? Or am I misunderstanding something?

The boy smirked. “Yep, but I’m nothing like you. I’ve been training my whole life for this.” he said jumping around excitedly. As he did this a small collar around his neck caught Sonya’s eye. She moved closer to the boy to examine it more easily. Carefully, she grabbed the collar in a way that wouldn’t cause discomfort to the boy, just to feel it. It was akin to the collar she owns when she punished servants at her house. Is this how they trained him…? A fragile boy like this..? Sonya didn’t quite disagree with having harsh training regimens, but she was hesitant to accept using such torturous methods on children.

“Hey what’s up with you? Havent you seen this before?” asked the boy. “It protects me from the curse.” he said yanking himself away from her. “Only children with potential get these!” The child straightened out his clothes. “They train our spirits with these on so that we can grow out of the reach of the curse. In return we serve the military til our last. It’s only fair.” he said.

“Is that so…?” Sonya tilted her head. She had never heard of anything like this. She never needed such an unsightly collar. “Well, if it works, I won’t
argue!” She smiled. This wasn't a good time to worry about it, bigger things were happening around them. The other members of the group introduced themselves one by one. They varied greatly in ages, and some were even much older than Sonya. All of them, however, wore the same strange collars.

Heading out off schedule Marian was already in a bad mood. It was her plan to move out at midnight the night before, and sadly she had to make due with leaving closer to the afternoon. She would have to push the invasion force to its limits to reach their target on time. As army moved through town the people cheered. War-time was always profitable for the city in the past, and it often meant they expanded the kingdom which meant people could explore the world more. For Cain it meant his evil reach was that much farther.

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

The sun rose on the battle-torn city. Clean up was still not completed as morning came, but the damage was not as bad as it could have been. A majority of the population in the “slums” were lost, but that was the only section that experienced heavy loss. Despite having guards posted there, their defenses there fell almost immediately. The bodies and ashes left were cleaned off the streets, and it would be a while before people were able to get those horrifying visions out of their head. If the queen had not declared war before, this was sure to send them into a riot.

The young queen was woken up by her personal maid who also had Leona IV’s clothes ready. Waking up she slid out of bed in her night gown, her hair was a mess. Instead of getting ready immediately she moved on to business.

“Is Arkasia still in the city?” asked Leona IV.

“Yes her, and her knights have yet to leave the city yet,” answered the maid.

“Have her held here until I have had the chance to speak with her,” ordered the queen. Two more maids were standing in the corner of the room ready to get the queen ready for the day. Her personal maid headed off to see that Arkasia was kept from setting off.

The former queen and Louise, after a night of drinking, both crashed in the same bed. It was a rather humorous thing to see as Leona III’s maid walked in seeing her mistress hugging Louise tight drooling in a rather unsightly fashion. The empty bottle on the table was evidence of last night’s entertainment.

“Ahem!” the maid cleared her throat loudly in a try to wake the former queen from her drunken slumber. This only was able to wake Louise whose regenerative powers kept her from actually getting inebriated.

”Leona… ugh, tissue please,” Louise said, looking at the sticky drool. As Leona III still gripped her body tightly; asleep, the drool rested on her right cheek, and it flowed down all the way to the bed. It was disgusting, but after seeing Leona like that, Louise couldn’t help but smile at her warmly, she wouldn’t let her friend see this, though. Thus, she quickly put her usual expression in her face, and pulled her body up. The maid leaned over and handed her a handkerchief, which she used to rub herself off of the drool from her friend.

Leona III murmured in her sleep and as she was pulled up flopped to the other side of the bed before waking up slowly, “No Isshhhtar I’m not that kinda gerl,” she said slowly cracking open her eyes. Sitting up in bed her dress hung off her shoulder as she wiped her eyes. “Morning Leia…” she said as she noticed her maid standing in front of her.

“The queen has requested your presence,” said the Maid. “Let’s get you ready shall we?”

“One moment, she hates me, and now demands I come to her beck and call? Well Louise is coming as well! Right Louise?” said Leona III flying off the handle.

”You’re strange to believe something like that. I doubt she likes either of us, yet,” Louise said, then made a playful smile, ”Are you sure you should be saying that, after saying those things you said about me last night?” teased, Louise covered her mouth in apparent shame, hiding her grin.

Louise then turned to the curious and troubled maid, ”Your mistress said †˜Ohh! Louise, please be my daughter for the night!’ before she pounced on me and hugged me,” Louise perfectly acted out the words she heard from Leona III, down to the drunken expression, in fact, ”Leona is so lonely~!”

“I-I did what?” asked Leona III, blushing deep red. She had been drunk before, but never did she hear about doing anything like that. The maid chuckled listening to Louise’s impression of the former queen. “So unsightly” teased the maid alongside Louise. The queen stood up, and fixed her clothes the best she could. “It isn’t nice to tease your superiors!” responded Leona III. Her and the made were on friendly terms so the maid had no fear of losing her job. It was a privilege that came with being her servant for many years.

Louise’s expression changed, ”Leona, I’ll stick around a while longer at your side.”

“I thank you. i’m just a lonely old woman after all.” she said laughing. Leona III was only about 45 years old, but since she was the “former queen” she often felt older.

”You probably misunderstood, so I’ll elaborate: I’m joining that military.”

“Oh, you decided already?” asked Leona III. “I didn’t expect anything for at least a few days. I’m glad you chose not to go it alone.”

”Not sure why, but I just felt that you’d need company a while longer!” Louise winked, trying to remind her of the earlier conversation. The real reason was that she simply had a bad feeling about what would go down between her friend and the current princess in power of the throne; she was simply too worried.

“Your presence is always welcome here. Especially with the way things are going now…” she said mainly to herself. “But lets see what my daughter wants. We can get other things ready for you as well.”

”Just don’t get me a position that would make me want to quit in a heart beat.”

“Ha, please have more faith in me, my friend,” she answered. “I still have my connections, you know.”

The maid helped Leona and Louise get ready to go talk to the queen, and it took just as long as it always did. Leona wouldn’t think of leaving her room unless everything was perfect. Which is why her maid always made sure to get to her early. After the tortuous time they spent getting ready the group left the room, and her maid escorted the ladies to the queen room. As they arrived Arkasia stepped out of the queen’s room with a serious look on her face.

“Oh? The queen asked to see you two as well?” asked Arkasia with a slight bow to Leona III.

“Yes, I see she wasted no time in calling in her war leaders.“ answered Leona III. “Soon she will have another to refer too.”

Arkasia looked to the woman next to her. “You must mean her?” she asked. “Sorry, but I never had the chance to learn your name. I am Knight Commander Dia Arkasia, and you?”

”I sure hope so, mother,” Louise blatantly teased Leona III, acting like a daughter, but her childish expression melt away as she faced Arkasia with a bold and confident smile, ”I apologize, the circumstances disallowed us from letting either of us introduce ourselves, hasn’t it? It is my pleasure to meet you, Commander Arkasia, I am Louise Marguerite.”

“It is nice to meet you as well, Louise Marguerite. Should we work together I looked forward to seeing you in action once again.” responded Arkasia. “I was unaware that our former queen had more children.” joked Arkasia.

“You two are unbearable.” answered Leona III walking towards the door. She was in a hurry to get this meeting over with. After that she could start on getting Louise established in the military. Her day would be busy indeed.

Arkasia extended her hand to Louise. “Until we meet again.” she said.

”Likewise,” Louise then shook her hand. Of course, she concealed the full for the same old reason. It’d be a mess if people learned what house of nobles she originated from.

Stepping into the room Leona III noticed that the couch that had been burnt was replaced. Her daughter was sitting down, and turned to her mother and Louise as they entered the room. “Oh you came as well? Please have a seat.” she said.

Sitting across from her daughter she wore a stony expression. Leona IV however wore a smile that gave the impression that yesterday never happened.

”How have you been, princess? Was the experience of the past event valuable?”

“More so than the talk that we had, but I have to say I still appreciate your input.” she answered. “Now on to what I brought you here for.”

”Go on,” Louise gestured with her hand, ready to listen. She felt that it was impressive that she didn’t lose her temper. If what Leona IV said is true, her nature could eventually turn into the root of an entirely new issue. She’d love to learn to have to ignore her and not want to interact with her, but for Leona III’s request, she decided to play along for now.

“I will be leaving with the military when the time comes. I am entrusting you, despite our differences, with making decisions here in Masario.” she said to her mother.

“What if I refuse?” asked Leona III.

“Then it would fall to my advisor.” she answered. “I thought I would give you the honor first. You can have Louise help you if you feel you aren’t up to it.”

”Sorry, but I’m not very interested in such a tiny town at the moment.”

“Oh you are leaving the city already?” said Leona IV. “Do be careful out there.”

”Oh I have nothing to fear right now. I just have a little score to settle with old Demon King Cain.”

“You and the rest of the kingdom.” said Leona IV.

”Well, I am acquainted with him, after all,” Louise boldly presented the truth, not giving a care in the world what the †˜princess’ may think of it. Leona III was surprised that her friend simply let this information go. The former queen looked at her daughter for a reaction.

“Acquainted?” answered Leona IV glaring at Louise. “What is the meaning of this? Just who are you anyways?” Leona IV looked to her mother with an accusatory glance. Leona III was at a loss for words.

”Someone from atop a higher platform. Mind you, it’s from one in which I can see Cain standing ahead of me - that would be an apt description.”

“Then I suppose I should keep more of an eye on you,” answered Leona IV staring at Louise.

As the two stared at each other Leona III tried to interrupt. “I accept the position,” she said sighing.

“Excellent,” responded Leona IV. “Saren has taken the job of watching over you. The rest of the royal guard will be with me on the field.”

“That is fine,” answered Leona III. She knew that Saren was a good man, but he would do his job. Everything that Leona III did would be reported straight to her daughter. The castle was becoming more and more of a prison to her as the days went by.

”Are you sure about that?” Louise asked, then sighed, ”I’d rather be relieved by seeing you do nothing instead.”

“Either way I’m going to have Saren breathing down my neck. I might as well have something to do,” answered Leona III. “Isn’t that right daughter?”

Leona IV smirked. “Saren is here for your protection, nothing more,” answered the queen with a smirk.

Leona III finally snapped. “You can cut all the formalities, daughter. If you don’t trust me go ahead and say it. I don’t need this political bullshit.” she said really wishing she had more of that wine.

”Calm it,” Louise placed her hand gently on Leona III’s shoulder, ”She’s still growing, how do you expect the younglings to take it if you lose it now? It’d be a bad example.”

“Ugh, If that is all you wanted from me daughter I have other things I need to do,” said Leona taking her friend’s advice, I’ll never know how you always stay level-headed even in situations like these, Louise.

“I expected this much.” responded Leona IV. “You both may leave.”

”Your act is certainly a lot improved now,” Louise closed her eyes with a smile, admitting, ”However, you couldn’t even take out your opponents before you then and there,” she looked up to Leona IV’s face, ”How very disappointing,” Louise said, she then vanished just as she stood up, as a rift awaited just above her at the end of her sentence.

Leona III took one more look at her daughter before standing up, and walking to the door. Neither looked at each other as she opened the door, and left. Leona IV smiled as the room went quiet. Thinking back on the battle her face turned serious. I will have to finish them faster next time. she thought to herself.

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Frustrated over the state of her relationship with her daughter, Leona III couldn’t help but blame herself. She knew that Louise would solve the problem, but she didn’t take into account how far it would push her daughter. It may have forced her to destroy what little childhood she had left. As she walked the long ornate hallways of the castle she made her way outside. Right next door to the castle was the Shrine of the Scion. She would try to have her friend meet with the priestess to work something out. It shouldn’t be too hard seeing how Louise showed her potential during the announcement.

As Leona III entered the shrine, she came across a familiar figure standing right in front of it. Gazing at the shrine as if looking at something far away - as if daydreaming - Louise seemed to be lost in thought. Taking notice of the sounds of footsteps, Louise abruptly turned behind to look, ”Oh, it’s just you. For once I felt startled by your sudden appearance.”

“You? Startled? That’s rare,” said the former queen walking up to stand next to Louise. “This place bringing back memories?” Looking forward she saw a long red carpet that lead up to three giant statues. One was a beautiful woman. Her face and the more provocative portions of her body were hidden by a celestial wrap. The second was a woman with snakes coiled around her body. The third was the great celestial giant that showered the earth with light. She and the other two spirits kept their identities hidden from mankind, and sealed their spirits within people they believed could change the world. The church desperately searches for the people that hold these divine beings.The monks moved back and worth between the pillars lighting incense and tending their other duties around the temple.

“These statues are beautiful every time I see them. It has been too long since I have stopped by,” said Leona III.

”It reminds me of my first love, that happened years ago,” Louise looked back at the shrine, sighing, ”It’s scary how those statues never seem to rust.”

“They keep them spotless. These statues are given more attention than you can imagine,” answered Leona III.

”Well, yeah. I just didn’t think those people would take me so seriously and work religiously. Ishtar just loves to stay perfectly clean… even her statues… “ Louise grimaced halfway past her sentence. That Goddess really only cares about her figure when it comes down to it, ”I should have had them make her naked,” she commented, snickering.

“As ladies we all seem to care about our figure, but I do see your point.” Leona III said with a deep laugh. “I think making the goddess naked would have been a step too far. It’d make cleaning it rather interesting though.”

After a short conversation the head priestess noticed Leona’s voice, and walked over. Her delicate footsteps didn’t even make a sound. Her face was hidden under a white hood, and her eyes were bandaged. A white and gold ornate silk gown covered her body.

“What brings you here, your majesty?” asked the woman. Her voice was soft and gentle, but still somehow easy to make out. As she approached, she noticed that the queen had a strong presence next to her.

“Such a strong spirit around you,” she said her focus shifting entirely to Louise.

”It’s your favorite statue, after all,” Louise said with a smug face, feeling very irritated due to her memories. Making a cranky expression, she looked down to up at the priestess’ figure - with her analytical eyes, To think there are still people here who can sense spirits so greatly… what a pain.

The priestess reached out her hands and placed them gently on the sides of Louise’s face. There was a warmth that built where her hands touched. “We have finally found you again… Ishtar,” she said, retracting her hands as they disappeared into her sleeves. She knelled before Louise.

“Together with him, play ye for me, ye weepers and lamenting women. That the dead may rise up and inhale the incense,” she said as she stood up. “It is an honor. May I have your name?”

”Louise Marguerite. If you’re really curious, ask the current head of the Augustus family about the †˜Golden Louise’,” Louise said, knowing how utterly ridiculous that nickname is, they made a name straight out of her hair, They like to refer to me that way.”

“There is no need. I have heard of you from my grandmother.” she answered. “It has been quite a long time since I heard that story. Why have you returned to us?”

”Is that… so?” Louise placed her hand over her head; thinking. ”In all honesty, I don’t remember you, first tell me who you are.”
“Please forgive me, I am the current Head Priestess Rhea Kahina.” she answered.

”Oh, then what you heard is probably mostly fabricated.”

“Please explain,” asked the priestess. “Are you not one of the guiding hands in our religion?”

Louise was bound by this - she fell silent for a few seconds before sighing - as this was indeed true, she turned to the left, ignoring her face, ”Well, yeah… “

“Are you well?” asked Rhea concerned.

”Don’t mind me, I’m just having a rather long reminiscence,” Louise said as she walked past the priestess before her, towards the shrine. The priestess followed the sound of her footsteps turning to Louise.

“Ahem, sorry to interrupt but we came here on business,” said Leona III. The priestess turned slightly to Leona.

“How may the shrine be of service?” asked Rhea.

“I want you to let Louise take the place of your high priestess. She is clearly over qualified for the position,” said Leona.

“Why now of all times? With the war coming this will only put Louise in danger,” answered Rhea. “I cannot allow this.”

“We have our reasons for this, Rhea. Or should I remind you of that favor you owe me?” said Leona with a smile.

“This is a different matter entirely,” answered Rhea. “We will not put Ishtar in danger.”

Leona sighed, “The current high priestess is new, correct? Sending her out there is suicide. Louise is and will be more suitable for such a role, and you know it,” said Leona. The head priestess went quiet for a moment. Scowling, she walked off towards where Louise walked off too.

Louise walked towards the statue, I’d rather be off from that shady conversation, she thought. Not quite feeling up to playing the role of a cunning fox, You mean that you came here for business, right Leona? Louise sighed, she only came because of her memories. However painful they are, it pulled her here like magnet. Looking up to the statue up-close, she was indeed reminded of some things. She’d usually be all alone here, until she learned of her one and only way to kill time in those days - partaking in balls. “Things sure have changed. It feels only like yesterday already, when he’d come seeking my advices,” Louise whispered to no one is particular, making a warm smile that was rare from her. A warm feeling, and a strong feeling welled up from her chest. She cupped the air around her chest, trying to calm her spirit, “Fine, we’ll have it your way, then.”

A beautiful voice resounded across the walls of the shrine. The singing begun abruptly as Louise’s figure shone itself brilliantly with a silvery white light. She faced the statue of Ishtar while she sang. As she spread her arms to their limits both left and right - as if to feel the air - the words sung out sounded intense, yet there was a feeling that Louise was holding off from sounding too harsh with her tone of voice. The words sung out seemed to be describing a certain battle that took place a long, long time ago.

Tears dampened the bandages around the priestess’ eyes. She had never heard such a strong voice in her life. The song that Louise sang was in a language that only the ancient priestess’ would know, but her feeling was still conveyed beautifully, “Bearer of Ishtar...do you really wish to head to battle?” she asked.

”Mn?” Louise turned to look at the priestess with her misleadingly innocent face, ”Ah, yes. I’m probably going, I have many unfinished business with the old cursed ones.”

“Then I will send word to the Augustas. I will not deny you the war you seek,” said Rhea.

”Mn… well, if you’re sure, then okay. I should pay another trip to the current head of the family,” Louise said, I am stealing her position for now, anyway, she gave an eerie laugh internally.

“I’m sure the family will be relieved that their daughter will be spared from this war. They will probably show you their appreciation,” said Rhea. “I will see that all the paperwork is done. Come see me tomorrow,” with that, Rhea bowed and walked away to see to her other duties. It was then that Leona looked around to see they had an audience. Louise’s voice had attracted quite the crowd. Leona made her way over to her friend.

“I don’t know if that was your plan, but it seemed to have worked,” said Leona.

“Plan? What may you be speaking of?” Louise asked, oblivious to the situation.

Louise’s expression brought a smile to the former queen’s face. “You never fail to impress me, at the most random times.” said Leona III. “It was that song that changed her mind. She was adamant about keeping you safe.” As she stood before the statue she admired it beauty up close.

“Is that so?” Louise replied with a disinterested face, “The song was Ishtar’s request,” she stated, giving a light smile, “I wouldn’t want her to curse me, so I fulfilled it,” Louise said, wanting to convey that she in no way feels any obligation to her spirit’s wishes and desires, “However, these Priestesses sure have weakened, huh? With just a song they turn emotional.”

“Who cares,” said Leona laughing. “I got the result we wanted, and that is all we needed.” Leona was about ready to leave the shrine. As beautiful as it was they no longer had a reason to be there. “Are you ready to leave?” asked Leona.

“It’s been too long since I’ve been in a ball. Do they still happen nowadays?”

“I’m sure I can get something arranged.” said Leona. “Consider it a going away present.” With their business settled in the shrine, the two took their leave. Leona began preparations for a party celebrating her friend’s new position. Leona would be sure to make sure it was up to Louise’s standards, but that was a job easier said than done.

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Arkasia was in a hurry to get back to the castle. With the amount of time she spent making sure the wall was secure she knew that somewhere along the line she had been betrayed. She sent word back to the castle so she knew that preparations were starting. First, she needed to collect her soldiers. The investigation would resume as soon as she returned to Arkasia, and sadly she would be returning with less men than she left with. Losing valuable soldiers during a visit to the capital left her in a rotten mood. It was only the start to her day however.

A soldier walked up to her in the hallway and saluted in proper form. “Did you find the man I asked for?” asked Arkasia. The soldier nodded. “Yes, he was reported to be staying at an inn in town. What is your order?” asked the soldier. “If he resists have him arrested. If he is still the man I know he won’t go trying to make enemies of me. Get him in for questioning. He knows more than he should,” ordered Arkasia. The soldier saluted and headed off at a quick pace to alert the others to their orders.

As they left she turned to find herself next to Owain’s door. Feeling the door she got a mind for how much power to use. Punching the door it flung open. However instead of a sleeping knight she found Owain seated upon his bed looking rather low. “What is this, Owain?” she asked as she stepped into his room.

Owain looked up at Arkasia, for a brief moment in sadness before breaking out into his usual smile. “Ah! Sir, how are you?”

Arkasia crossed her arms and looked down at the boy before her. “Better than you at the moment. If this is about yesterday… We all lose people. As long as we value their sacrifices, they don’t haunt you forever, but they do haunt you for a while,” she said with a half joking tone.

Owain smiled for real this time at Arkasia’s attempts to cheer him up. “Don’t worry about me sir” he said hopping off his bed, turning to her he said “If you’ll excuse me for a second, I need to change my shirt, I’ll be with you in just a moment.”

Arkasia nodded. “I will go make sure that Ari is up as well. She is a girl so I don’t have to worry as much,” said Arkasia walking off. Walking to Ari’s door she punched the door open.

“Wha-! S-sir!” shouted Ari.

“Rise and shine! Why aren’t you dressed yet?” announced Arkasia.

“S-Sir, can you please close the door at least!?” yelled Ari.

“Who are you to order me around?!” shouted Arkasia. Ari made a break for the door, and closed it the best she could despite the broken lock. The rest of their spat was muffled by the door.

Ari naked huh? thought Owain, his imagination running wild as to what was going on behind the door. Quickly changing into a new shirt and pants and grabbing the bulk of his armour he headed out of the room, slamming the door harder than he intended.

Seconds later Arkasia was pushed out of Ari’s room by a giant marble golem hand that formed over the door itself afterwards. Unfazed by this, she turned to Owain. “She’ll be ready soon.” Dia said.

Owain couldn’t help but smirk at this. “You seem to be enjoying yourself sir” he commented.

“Of Course we all need to unwind. After all hell awaits all of you.” she said as she walked off down the hallway laughing.

Owain decided to wait for Ari to be ready before following after Arkasia. He tentatively knocked on her door.

“I said stay out!! I’m still getting ready!” Ari said angrily. “Sheesh, she could have closed the door when she came in. What if there was a man there.” Ari muttered as she started to putting on her armor. After she was ready, and grabbed her stuff she headed out of her room. The two hurried to catch up with Arkasia.

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At an inn three soldiers walked in and approached the innkeeper. As a citizen she knew what it meant to hide information from a soldier of Arkasia. “Is he a dangerous man? He didn’t seem as such,” she said before disclosing where he was. “We only want him for questioning ma’am. We have no intention of harming him.”

”Oh?” A voice came from the entrance to the inn they had just entered. ”That’s a relief. For a moment there, I thought I may have had to avoid you.” He raised his hands to show no hostile intentions, sneering at the reception but ended up smirking, realizing that this would be the only way that women did things.

The guards turned to him. The leader of the small group held a hand to his forehead. “We were that obvious huh?” he said laughing. “Well you not running made our jobs a lot easier. Arkasia seemed to know you as well. If you will come back with us we will be heading to Castle Arkasia shortly. We are meeting the group at the gate.“

”Very well,” He complied, lowering his arms and adopting a more relaxed stance. ”Lead the way.” and stepping to the side of the door, he gestured the soldiers through.

Walking through the doors, he took formation, and waited for Anastas to step between them before heading off for the gate. Walking through the city under escort usually made things easier, but with yesterday not many people were in the streets anyways. Businesses and small shops grinding to a halt to help the citizens the best that they could. With the lack of people however Anastas and the soldiers reached the gate in record time. Upon reaching the gate of Arkasia, and her knights were on their horses ready to head out. Horses were tied up to the carriages this time around, Razta and Masaki were given a well deserved rest.

“Anastas, how nice of you to join us. I see you didn’t give my men trouble.” she said looking down at him from atop her horse.

”Ah well, Miss Arkasia, this was very. . . expected of you.” He responded, giving some emphasis to †˜Miss’ and trying to pull the best fake smile he could as he walked past her. His face quickly returned to it’s usual cold expression and eyes quickly passed it’s attention to the rest of the knights accompanying her, for the time being he knew little of them and was wary. Though he tried his best not to make his leers noticeable as he took a seat in one of the carriages. Shifting into a semi-relaxed, semi-alert position, his hand kept on his shashka as his eyes kept on the surroundings from his corner.

“Alright men lets head back!” yelled Arkasia as she turned her horse around. The gatekeepers opened the gate letting out Arkasia, and her soldiers.

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It was a quiet trip back to the castle. The group was much smaller than it was going in. The loss of a lot of good men, and most of them were close friends with each other. It was as if part of their family was missing. Arkasia knew to give her men the time to grieve, but they also had jobs to do. Crossing her arms she closed her eyes deep in thought. Forming a list of possible suspects was easier said than done, but she had already began calling upon things she knew already, her suspicions would be confirmed upon talking with the registry.

Upon reaching the castle Nero and Krieg were waiting outside the already opened gates. They both wore the same stern expression. As the group entered the castle, Krieg and Nero walked alongside Arkasia’s horse.

“Upon hearing the situation we stopped all others entering the castle.” said Nero. “No one has left or entered either. Those out on patrol have been alerted to the situation, and all soldiers were accounted for.”

“If the rat was one of ours they are still inside Arkasia.” said Krieg.

“I confirmed the dead myself as well.” said Arkasia. “Everyone that left with me, and is still in this world is here.” she said quietly as the three split from the group. Razta, and Misaki were confused as to what was going on. Ari and Owain however knew this as an Arkasian lockdown. Leaving the area was forbidden until Arkasia herself gave the order. Only her personal guard would be allowed in and out to protect the small town that rested below Arkasia.

Owain turned to the group. “This is a lockdown. So don’t go causing trouble, and don’t leave the castle. After the incident Arkasia is probably just running a search to find the leak.” said Owain. “It should be over in one or two days. Although really, who knows, this leak is pretty good to have avoided being noticed for long enough to orchestrate that.”

“It’s that serious?” asked Razta. “How does she know the leak started here?”

“Everything must get through her defenses before entering the city. If something gets through, it is on Arkasia’s hands.”

“Must be tough dealing with that much responsibility.” responded Razta.

Owain nodded. “That is just the way things are here. So I warn you again. Do not leave the castle.”

Razta nodded, and turned to Masaki making sure that he understood as well. After everyone was well informed the group split up going to their rooms or posts. Even though Castle Arkasia was usually in a tense mood, the feeling of a lockdown was entirely different.

Arkasia made her way to her office and sat down in her chair. She had already sent for the registry, and she would be escorted there shortly. When the woman from the registry finally arrived she had a mountain of paper work with her. The two knights escorting her were also carrying papers. Placing them on Arkasia’s desk it felt like the desk was going to tip.

“Glad I decided to get to you first.” said Arkasia with a sigh.

After everyone had dispersed, Anastas was left standing by himself, a sort of sour look on him. ”Great, guess I ain’t going home.” He gave a sigh before walking off to a random direction, muttering under his breath ”Thanks to her, I’m going to have to do something about it.”

“Mister Fenix!” A voice called from behind Anastas. Turning around, his displeasure became surprise as he found himself in front of a familiar and reassuring face.

”Ah, it’s you.” Anastas addressed to the man who was the bread stall owner. He smiled smiled and welcomed him with a small nod, asking ”How are things?”

“Oh, it’s been alright.” He replied, smiling back and stroking the back of his head. “But I was just walking by and noticed you with that sour look on your face.” His hand returned by his side as his face turned a worrying expression. “Are you alright?”

Anastas chuckled in embarrassment, ”Ah yeah. It seems the fortress will be in lockdown for some time so I’ll be stuck here until then.”

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“Her story checks out Sir. I do remember seeing those three, but I don’t remember ever seeing them go in to register.” said Nero. “I was posted at the gate the entire day.”

“Then it had to have happened some time after they left with Owain and Ari…” said Arkasia narrowing her eyes.

“Shall I take them into custody?” said Nero hesitantly.

Arkasia thought for a moment. “Yes, and then have Anastas brought to me. I’m hoping he has some information for me. Register you are dismissed thank you for your assistance.”

“As you wish.” said Nero as he walked off. The register stood up and grabbed a stack of papers. Two soldiers picked up the rest, and followed her out. Arkasia sat back in her chair intertwining her fingers deep in thought. ’This is too obvious, what am I missing?’ thought Arkasia.

Nero approached Owain and Ari who were exchanging some small talk. He was followed by six of Arkasia’s personal guard. “Sir Owain Glyn and Dame Ari Fay, you both are under arrest for suspicion of treason. Please come along quietly.” he said as the guards circled the two.

“What?!” said Owain in disbelief “Come off it Nero, there’s no way the leak is me, on what grounds are you basing this?”

Treason? What could have let them to think that. Ari wonder in surprise.

“Those three women that attacked the capital yesterday were seen leaving with you the day before you left. Ari you were probably just at the wrong place at the wrong time, but as a precaution I need to take you in as well.”

“So Arkasia suspects me?” Owain said angrily, biting down on nothing, his muscles completely tensed. “Fine then… if that’s how much trust she places in me.”

Ari sighed. “I guess I should have just minded my own business then.”

“My apologies Ari…” said Owain. “If I can, I will work to at least clear your name.” he said unhappy that Ari had also been dragged into this

“Don’t worry about it lets just go so we can clear our names. I don’t plan to be jailed for long because of some girls I just met.”

Nero nodded and raised his hand to tell the guards to relax. “They will not be trouble. I highly doubt these are the ones responsible anyways.” said Nero looking down to Ari. Turning he began to walk towards the cells. As Owain and Ari walked forward the guards followed up behind them. Knights and warriors looked on in confusion as they were hauled off, but no one said a word.

Two guards approached Anastas who was talking with one of the shopkeepers brought in to provide food during the lockdown. Anastas stopped his conversation, and turned to the guards.

“Sir, Commander Arkasia has requested you. Please come this way.” said one of the two guards. Anastas turned to the man and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I will talk to you when this is over with.” he said before walking off with the guards. The man simply waved and smiled as Anastas left. He could tell Arkasia was out for blood, and hoped that Anastas wouldn’t end up caught in the middle.

Entering Arkasia’s office Anastas saw that Arkasia was sitting behind her desk apparently lost in thought.

“You called for me?” asked Anastas.

“Yes…” answered Arkasia. “You were assisting us in the battle at the capital yesterday. Just what is your place in this?”

“Just helping you folks out. The cult is nothing to take lightly.” answered Anastas. Arkasia’s face didn’t react to his answer. He wasn’t even sure that she heard it. “. . . Hello?” he asked, tilting his upper half, trying to make sure he still even had her attention.

“If you were going to slip past Arkasia. How would you do it?” asked Arkasia. Anastas wasn’t sure he should answer the question. She was pretty much asking him how he would break the law, but something was off about Arkasia. This was her pride at stake, and she didn’t want to believe there was a hole in her defenses.

“There is no way to get past these walls without inside help. The guard towers are too close to slip past, even at night, and most of the soldiers are trained to be able to find a snow fox at night during a blizzard.” joked Anastas.

Arkasia smirked a little. “Go on.”
“I’d find someone no one would expect. So it would have to be someone that usually you wouldn’t notice. That’s who I would pick to get me in. Someone with nothing to lose if they get caught.”

“A lot of people fit that description. So it would be hard to pinpoint a source even with that much info.” said Arkasia.

“But who had access to the armory that night? There were wearing Arkasian armor.” replied Anastas.

“Nice guess, but all of our stock is accounted for.” answered Arkasia.

“May I take a look at your leathers?” asked Anastas.

Nero escorted Ari and Owain to the dungeon, and placed them in separate cells. They were close enough that they could talk without yelling. Their weapons were confiscated from them, and keep in the storage room far from their reach. There were a few other prisoners in there as well. Mostly guards who were on duty that day, and others who were there for the night guard. They were silent trying not to get in more trouble than they already were.

“Sorry for getting you into this Ari.” said Owain sitting against a wall in his cell. “Who knew that going to get drinks with some lovely ladies would land me here.” Owain tried to lighten up the mood, but he had his doubts if it would work in such a situation.

“Should you be really be calling them lovely ladies after all this?” Ari said wondering how long they would be here.

“Lovely in looks, perhaps not so much in personality” He smiled, “I wasn’t even there to see them. Were they really that powerful?” asked Owain.

“They were pretty powerful. I guess it should be like what they say, don’t judge a book by its cover.”

“Just wait †˜till Barry hears this one…” said Owain wondering if he would ever get to tell him.

“Well everything should be fine we got nothing to hide. As long as we don’t do anything stupid.”

Suddenly a guard walked up and tapped her sword on the bars. “Quiet you two.” she said. “This isn’t the time for you to get all chummy.” The guard was a strange looking woman. She wore the Arkasian armor, but her helmet was dented. That caused it to sit on her head in an awkward angle. As it slid to the side she held it with both hands to straighten it out. “Damn, Nero had to go and hit me didn’t he?” she complained. Pulling out a small sweet cake she slid up her helmet slightly to eat it all in one bite.

“Should you really be eating that while on duty?” Ari said as she couldn’t believe that the female guard just ate a cake in front of them.

“Yor..jus..jelus,” she said as she chewed up her cake. “Even if you’re a knight, in here you are just another prisoner. Remember that.”

Owain looked at the guard with a confused look. He had never known a guard in Arkasia like her, but her face was familiar. He knows that she had been a guard there for at least a few years or so. “Who are you?” asked Owain.

“Jelise Adler” she answered. “I’ve been a guard for a while you should recognize me right? Ladies man?”

Owain looked at her suspiciously. He only had that name at the bar, and he knew that he had never seen her there. “It was you wasn’t it?” accused Owain.

Jelise smirked and walked away from the two. “I’m done talking to traitors.” she said back to them.

“Hey, what was that about?” Ari asked not sure what just happen between the guard and Owain.

“That isn’t the same guard I know. She is different…”answered Owain. “Like someone wearing the same face, but that isn’t Jelise.”

“How do you know that?”

“Heh, I tried to buy her some sweets once. She hates them.” he answered. “Threw them right in the trash.”

“Wait a minute. Then who was that guard then. Was she the one who got us into this mess?!”

“More than likely, but we have no proof. We’ll need to try an-” suddenly an explosion sounded down the hallway. The door to the dungeons flew down the past the cells and sparked on the floor. Jelise came running by after before tripping over the door. Scrambling to her feet as a strong gust of wind enveloped the hallway pulling her back. While she was being pulled she grabbed the door flinging it and the source of the wind.

Arkasia wearing stone face stopped her blades spinning and swatted the door to the side with her weight. Jelise who was on the floor at the point began scrambling again to her feet. Arkasia walked towards her dragging her two swords.

“Come on Arkasia we can talk this out!” pleaded Jelise. “It wasn’t my fault. I was forced to do it. B-by those girls you see!” Jelise’s back hit the wall at the hall of cells as she walked away from Arkasia. Falling down to her knees she looked up at Arkasia who glared down at her with a slight glow to her eyes. Arkasia lifted her foot and kicked Jelise’s head into the stone wall. Blood splattered on the brick, and then dripped onto the floor. There was a snake like glow around her neck before the body decomposed rapidly, and turned to dust.

Arkasia slowly sheathed her two blades and looked at the heap of dust left behind. “Rest in peace Jelise.” she said simply as she turned around. Without turning to look at Owain or Ari Arkasia walked past them and left the dungeon.Owain was at a loss for words.

“Umm, what just happened?” Ari said feeling stunned as to what she just witnessed.

“That was no guard of mine. The real Jelise died five months ago, and a doppelganger took her place.” said Arkasia before walking out of the dungeon Anastas following behind her. ”Poor girl.” He remarked with an indifferent expression.

A guard rushed in with a ring of keys and unlocked Owain, and Ari’s cells. “You two are free to go.” he said. “This way and we will see your items returned to you.”

Glaring after Arkasia, Owain frowned before turning to the guard who let them free and thanking him.

After getting back their weapons and personal items Ari and Owain left the dungeon and walked out to the main hall of the castle. They were only imprisoned for a few hours time, but it still seemed to be getting to Owain. The fact that he was a suspect hurt his pride as Arkasia’s knight.

“At least that is over.”[/b] said Owain stretching frown still in place, fixed on his face.

[color=#C35817]“See told you everything would be fine.” Ari said as she stretched her arms. “Though do think those dirty cults would pull something like that.” Ari said in angrier tone.

“At Least we learned what their capabilities are.” answered Owain. “Arkasia is sure to implement some sort of new security measure. But in the mean time we need to watch for more people like Jelise.”

“Wonder what they’ll do. Though what do you think they’ll have us do now we weren’t exactly given any orders.”

“Until the lockdown is lifted we can relax, but I don’t think Arkasia will let that last long.”answered Owain.

“Well I guess I’ll go take care of something I need to do. I’ll see you later.”

“Yea…” answered Owain losing himself in thought before walking off.

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and Katsucha

“What a damn mess,” said Arkasia walking with a hurried step towards her office. “Using the armor of dead soldiers to fool us was a clever idea, but staying in cover that long...”

”I told you didn’t I?” Anastas replied, ”The cult isn’t to be taken lightly. They’re dirty, life-stealing bastards who’ll use any means.” He kept at a similar pace to Arkasia, feeling sympathetic to her frustration.

“You were invaluable in this Anastas. You sure you won’t join us? We could use someone like you.” she said stopping to turn to him. “If not apart of the official army I’m not above hiring mercenaries.”

”Heh.” Anastas gave a short chuckle. ”Don’t take my actions the wrong way. I’m simply a concerned citizen in this matter.” He wasn’t at all up for committing himself to the army, he enjoyed his cozy life. ”But you clearly need all the help you can get.”

“That is putting it mildly. Most of my soldiers have only fought here at Arkasia. If we are going to campaign we need people more experienced with the world. I have my information network, but it never hurts to have more. So what is your decision?”

They finally stopped at the door to her office. Facing Anastas, his eyes shined with determination as he wore a confident smirk, probably having been plastered on from since she offered. ”I’ve had my answer ever since our Majesty declared war.”

“Is that so?” she answered. “Then we are glad to have you. After the lockdown lifts we will be allowing people to leave the castle. Collect any belongings you wish to bring, and be back by nightfall tomorrow. We start training the morning after that.” she said walking into her office closing the door behind her.

”Aye Miss” Anastas replied, giving emphasis to †˜Miss’ again as he always did. Stifling a chuckle, he wandered off around the castle ”I’m going to need to buy some more bread later.”

It was a half a day before Arkasia declared the the lockdown lifted. She was sure that Owain and Ari probably held her in slight contempt, but she did what she needed to do. They would have to come around eventually. Nero and Krieg checked each and every soldier's armor after it was discovered what the cult was doing to fool them, but the search came up empty. It would appear that all traces of the cult died with Jelise’s double. With this incident behind them Arkasia sent soldiers out to the family of Jelise to let them know what happened. Anastas went to stock up for what he knew would be his most brutal training yet.

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His head completely blank, Owain walked down the hallway that lead to Arkasia’s office before leaning against the wall just outside, he wanted to make sure he was deciding the field for this next conversation, Arkasia would be far too comfortable in her own office.

After finishing the boring paperwork that went with her job she stood up and stretched. Placing them in a spot on her desk dedicated to completed work she decided she would take a quick walk about the castle. Opening her door she saw Owain standing far down the hallway. The guards posted next to her door were feeling rather anxious.

“At ease” she said quietly to the guards. Walking up to Owain she crossed her arms. “Do you need something soldier?”

Owain smiled out of the corner of his mouth, “some trust would be nice, maybe some respect as well” he jibed, completely seriously.

“You and Ari were the only ones who had extended contact with them before hand. I wasn’t going to take my chances.” answered Arkasia. “You weren’t the only ones I had suspicions about. Do not take this seriously.”

Owain frowned, “rather than sending Nero, who may I remind you, is the same rank as me which makes me look bad, you could have actually bothered to talk to me or at least arrest me yourself” he spat every word out in distaste.

Arkasia listened to his words with waning patience. She had never heard of a soldier that believed they had the right to confront her in such a tone. “I do not make arrests soldier as you have seen before.” she said narrowing her eyes at Owain. “Neither do I need to explain to you the decisions I make. Who I choose to make arrests shouldn’t matter to you.”

Nothing she said made Owain any less angry. “Well it does, don’t act like you didn’t undermine me Dia” he said “honestly I’m more angry at the fact that you didn’t consult me at all and rather, put your trust in, from what I hear, an outsider even if he was the best person for the job”

“I use whatever tools I need to at the moment. He gave me valuable information that cleared both your name, and the rest of the soldiers. As well as resolved an incident that happened months ago.” she answered. “I trust you as much as anyone Owain, but I have to follow my own set of rules.”

“Clearly you don’t trust anyone much then” Owain mocked, scornfully.

Turning to Owain fully she dropped her arms in a threatening stance. “What do you want from me Owain? You want me to hold your hands I tell you that I’m sorry? At times even I was subject to things such as this. You need to accept that this is the way things are going to be, or step down. I don’t have the patience to baby you.”

“Agh!” Owain shouted in frustration, running his hands through his hair. “You want to know what I want?” he asked, “what I want is to be someone who you can trust, who you can talk to.”

Arkasia closed her eyes and let out a sigh. “You have been one of my knights for a while. I trust you, but there is a time and place for everything,“ she said. “But as it stands me and you don’t have experience together. The only one I truly talk to is Kreig as my old mentor. This is nothing you should take personally.”

Owain looked Arkasia, stuck for what to say, somewhat feeling as though he had been rejected, although technically this wasn’t the case. He felt a lump in his throat as Arkasia’s words floated through his mind.

“Ah” he said, “I see” his voice didn’t sound like his own, “well I’ll be seeing you I guess” he said turning around to leave, his anger still remaining but his will to fight diminished. Arkasia felt like she may have taken things too far, but at the same time this was something that Owain needed to hear. She hoped that he would grow stronger from this, but it was entirely up to Owain.

(This is a Joint post starring: TheLoneGentleman and Cinia Pacifica.)

Leona and Louise decided to take a carriage to the Augusta mansion. They were a well established family in the city, and they have a history of supplying the Shrine, and churches of the divine with powerful leaders. The most recent is the high priestess of the shrine in Masario, who the two women were about to relieve of her position. As they rolled up to the house it was evident that the family had different tastes from the rest of the city. Their mansion was located in the richest district in the city. On a large plot of land they had an old aristocratic house built, and surrounded it with beautiful gardens. As the carriage pulled up the house a tall buxom woman with black hair walked outside escorted by an old gentleman who was assumed to be her butler.

As soon as she saw Louise’s golden locks she darted for her and held her close to her chest. Louise was having trouble finding the room to breathe.

“Oh my Golden Louise!” she said spinning around as Louise flailed around like a rag doll.

“S-Sto-” Louise tried to yell out, but was cut off by the overreacting woman, “W-Who do you think I am?!” she said while being rolled around, it was as if an amusement park ride - except that it was a human ride instead of a mechanical one designed by people. Louise threatened to point her wand at her, but she’d still not stop. Finally, an emergency teleport spell did the trick. Her hair seemed to be wavy to an extent that her beautiful and elegant appearance was in a mess, as though a heavy gust of wind hit Louise, Damn it! I just had to be stuck with an ill mannered woman like this for this generation’s head of the house! If only I was born into future! she cursed, never wanting to meet a person with such mannerisms. It was the only thing she hated in that house, right now. She hadn’t forgotten her as Louise met her once recently after meeting Leona IV.

The woman spun once more before she noticed her prey had vanished. Looking down she saw that Louise was a little ways away from her with an angry look on her face. She smiled in response.

“It is nice to see you again, Margaret.” said Leona helping her friend out by drawing the woman’s attention.

“Oh! Leona Xinia III. This is a surprise!” responded Margaret. “What have you made the trip from the castle for?”

Louise answered on behalf of Leona with a smug face, “In regards to the High Priestess’ case, of course,” she angrily said, “Don’t do that to me, it’s embarrassing!” she sighed.

The woman puffed up her face pouting. “No deal! I will always hug my Golden Louise,” she answered. Suddenly her butler walked up to her, handing her an envelope. “This came today madam…” Taking it from him she ran her finger over the top slicing it perfectly. Then with a flick of the wrist she whipped out the letter and scanned it quickly.

“My my, taking my daughter’s place are you?” she said with a chuckle. “I was worried about sending her out to war. She is such a delicate girl at times.”

“Oh? Taking you say? I’m only reclaiming what’s originally meant for me,” in Louise’s life, one would say that she’d never pass up a chance to showcase her confidence. This was one such moment.

“Still your old self I see.” she said smiling. “Well since you came all this way you must stay for dinner. We still have your room prepared. Fresh sheets and all.”

“You’re so mean, though, Margaret, sending away the precious Golden Louise so lovingly to the war,” Louise said, making a gleeful smirk, “You must be aching to be rid of me from the line of succession,” half of it was the joke, but the other half was just to see the reaction, she’d discern just from her expression how much of a †˜nice’ lady this person actually is. She’s usually too clingy for her to analyze.

“Pfft, I don’t know what I would need to hit you with to take that smile off your face.” she said laughing. “I’m not worried about you in the slightest. Staying here is probably more hazardous to your health anyways.” She said the second line while pretending that she was going to hug her again. For a classy woman her strength was that of a behemoth.

Louise reflexively pointed her wand to her face, “Ah, I apologize, it’s a habit now,” she mocked with her elegant yet cold smile, but that smile turned warm instead, as Louise walked past Margaret towards the house, “Thanks, I’d rather have people not worry about me.”

“We always worry about you Louise, but not for the reasons you think.” answered Magaret as the group entered the house. Leona walked in after them, curious as to how the inside of the house looked now. Ever since Louise turned her on to the aristocratic style, it has fascinated her. “I worry that you aren’t eating enough. You’ve always been so short. I’ll have to fatten you up while you are in my home.”

The inside of the mansion was inhumanely clean. There was not a spec of dust or dirt to be found. The black and white checkered marble floor shone brilliantly. The tall glass windows were so clean you could barely tell they were even there. Artistically carved wooden walls decorated the bottom half of the walls. The rest of the walls to the ceiling were colored in a variety of calming earth tones. As the group entered Margaret ushered them to the large living room. There were two long light brown couches with a long wood and glass table in the middle. A large piano sat in the corner of the room.

“Xavier would you please fetch my daughter for me while I entertain the guests?” ordered Margaret. The older man bowed and walked off at a brisk pace for the stairs that led up to the rooms. As soon as he was out of view Margaret turned to her guest. “Please have a seat.”

“O-Oh no! You don’t have to fatten me up!” Louise stuttered, sweating rolling down at the back of her head as she stepped back hesitatingly, “I eat plenty! Right, Leona?!”

“Hmmmm, I don’t know. She has been skipping a few meals.” Leona said smirking.

“HUH?!” Louise abruptly turned back and forth between Leona and Margaret with an expression that lacked her usual elegance and confidence.

“WHAT!?” yelled Margaret. “Xavier! Bring more crumpets!”

“But didn’t you send him to-” began Leona. Suddenly the old man came out of the kitchen with a plate full of crumpets. “Talia said she will be down shortly,” said the old man as he placed the heaping piled of crumpets on the table.

Margaret glared down and Louise with a fearsome look. “Eat.”

“R-Really… I’m not hungry!”

“Do I have to force the things down your throat? Can’t you see I love you!” she exclaimed. “Now eat!”

Louise’s head lowered to look downwards, her shoulders slumped down as she dejectedly replied with a “Okay… ” as she picked up a crumpet and took a small bite, but then took a loud crunch after tasting what she should not have tasted. They were pre-buttered and perfectly toasted. Louise was in heaven, she knew that she didn’t wanted to taste these, it’d be too hard to ignore them after having a taste. It’s as if she was having a forbidden fruit about now.

Margaret laughed. “Now you are addicted. Eat all you like, love” she said smiling as she sat down taking a crumpet for herself.

“Curse you!” Louise said, munching after taking another one. Her face seemed exceptionally cuter as she ate with tearful eyes. She didn’t wanted to eat, just to spite at Margaret, but couldn’t help herself as her hands and mouth worked on their own.

Leona genuinely laughed for the first time in a long time. Her friend had crumbs all over her face and ate the toasted bread as if her life depended on it. It would be something she would miss seeing when she left to war. In the middle of the group enjoying their food Talia final made her way down. She was wearing an elegant blue dress with her hair wrapped up held in place by a silver flower pin.

Louise smiled, “There goes my dieting plan, oh well,” she shrugged, not giving a single bit of care anymore, the taste was well worth it. Calories be damned, she’d want to stop caring about all that and relax.

Talia stood in front of the group with a gentle smile. “Welcome home, Louise” she said with a curtsey.

“Home you say… ” Louise placed her head over her right palm, looking at Talia, “So you were the High Priestess until yesterday?”

“Wait, what?” answered Talia. Margaret handed her the letter from the shrine to read over. Taking it, she took her time, and read every word.

“Well, this is rather sudden,” answered Talia. “But I have to admit, I am somewhat… relieved. Why would you take my place at such a hostile time?”

“Because a certain someone wanted me to join the military somehow. Like, what’s wrong with going to Cursed land alone? I see nothing wrong,” Louise claimed, still unable to stop munching her food.

“You truly aren’t afraid of anything are you? I envy that courage.” answered Talia. “But what could be so important that you would risk the Cursed lands alone?”

Louise placed the toasted bread down as she smirked, “I have some business to attend to, of course,” as Louise answered, her irises radiated silver light; giving away her captivating determination. Louise currently possessed a large amount of power because she didn’t use magic after the last time she sang.

[/b]“Well I pray that you have a safe journey, and return to us soon.”[/b] responded Talia as the light from Louise’s pupils waned; calming down. The girl reached out for a crumpet licking her lips. As she did Louise claimed the same one. Louise glared at the girl with a growl. Talia yanked her hand back and slinked away. Victorious, Louise then proudly munched her next crumpet with glee.

“I’m pretty lazy, so who knows if I’ll return or not,” Louise said, munching, “In case something were to happen to me, Talia is there to take over. There shouldn’t be any problem,” she stated as a matter of fact, closing her eyes; deep in thought.

“Understood,” answered Margaret. “Make sure nothing happens though.” Margaret narrowed her eyes at Louise. “I need hugs from you till the end of time. But until then I will get all the ones I can before you leave.” she said leaping over the table and tackling Louise. “You will stay here until you leave. Leona can’t have you all to herself.” said Margaret holding Louise unbearably close and pouting.

Louise sighed; ignoring Margaret, she simply gave up resisting for now, “Fine, we’ll have it your way, for once,” she’d still be avoiding the breath-taking hugs after this, regardless, “Mother, you should totally stay over, too,” Louise said with a mocking smirk, then snickered as she looked at Leona III with her gleeful expression.

While Louise was distracted Leona, and Talia were busy decimating Louise’s crumpets. Leona only stopped to answer her request. “That sounds like a great idea. I’ll finally have some time out of the castle.” she said with a mouth full of crumpets. “What the hell does your butler put on these?”

Louise having regained her senses again, put both her hands back to her thighs, I suppose I should stop here. I can’t ruin my figure and proportions! It is absolutely inexcusable to do so! Louise then rubbed her lips lightly with a handkerchief, “I was wondering, did you two met Leona IV before?” she asked, Might as well find out what opinions others hold of the current queen.

“Hmmmm I believe I met her once at the shrine,” said Talia. “She reminded me of myself a little bit. We got along well.”

Margaret thought for a moment. “I think once at a ceremony of some sort. I didn’t get the chance to talk to her, though.” she answered. “She seemed to need more backbone. Girl was a sissy.”

“I thank you, Talia,” Louise said, giving her confident smile, That speaks volumes of your personality. My dear Ishtar, just what is this, an idiot takes after me. An idiot takes after Leona III. What is this recurring idiocy of history? she thought to herself as she cringed. Louise then took notice of Margaret’s words, “Oh? Backbone? Sissy you say, in what way?”

Finally releasing her grip on Louise she sat up straight. Her daughter realizing her mother inadvertently called her a sissy opened her mouth to protest. Before she could however, Leona III shoved a crumpet in her mouth. “At the party she constantly relied on her mother for her answers. She had none of her own, and the girl had no voice to speak of. I didn’t see a leader back then.”

“Assuming you’ve seen her declaration of war yesterday, has your opinion received any change?” Louise inquired, carefully analyzing her expression. Even if Margaret didn’t reveal her actual thoughts, she’d notice any held-backs.

“The girl is a powerhouse, don’t get me wrong,” said Margaret. “But she still has a way to go before she is ready to rule. Still, at least the damn girl made up her mind. I’m guessing you had a hand in that Leona?” asked Margaret.

“In a way, I suppose,” answered Leona III. “I had some assistance however.”

“Says the person who simply dumped all the persuasion over my head,” Louise spoke with contempt, “You should be more thankful!” Louise spoke with her head high.

“So you had old silver tongue Louise talk to your daughter?”asked Margaret. “That was a dangerous choice. How did that work out?”

“Well...she hates the both of us now.” answered Leona. “Its a step in getting from under my wing, but the mother in me is still heartbroken.”

“Personally, I can care less about getting hated from a princess, but as the person who sparked up the war, I’ll see if I can lead to taking the right decisions,” Louise stated, “I am responsible, after all.”

Margaret smirked, “So first you start a war, and then you take a position of power to get closer to Cain. You sure don’t waste any time, Louise.” said Margaret laughing.

“I can usually ignore the passage of time, but this time it’s exceptionally special, you see,” Louise showed her true face, one that showed her nature as a cunning fox, glad to find someone who could see the big picture, “Well, the position is still… what’s rightfully mine. I had only donated it all this time!”

Talia pouted hearing Louise talk. She wanted to believe that she was better than a simple placeholder, but in strength she knew Louise was leagues above her.

Xavier walked in holding a plate of drinks. The ice rattled around in the glasses in a pleasing sound that said delicious refreshments were on the way. In a flash of speedy movements he placed the drinks down on the table in front of each lady. “I made orange juice for you Madame Louise. If I remember it it your favorite?” he said in a kind elderly voice.

“Close, but not quite correct. It was mango flavor,” Louise corrected him, “But it’s quite alright,” Louise drank.

“Ah my apologies, my age must be finally catching up with this old gentleman.” replied Xavier with a chuckle. “I’m glad it is still satisfactory.”

Louise made a bland cold face, “Getting old is a part of ordinary life, nothing wrong with that,” she stated.

Xavier chuckled, “It sounds good to hear that milady.”

Suddenly a hand tussled Louise’s hair. “You alright?” asked Margaret.

“Eh? Ah,” Louise hastily reformed her usual expression, “Yes I am.”

“Oh?” said Margaret stretching out Louise’s cheeks. “Well that is a relief. If not you might have been hugged to death.” She laughed maniacally after her last comment. Drinking her iced tea that Xavier made for her, she felt like she needed something different.

“Thanks, but no thanks,” Louise made an expression portraying her disdain for the deathly hugs, “Who’d think that the grim reaper lied in the devilish action known as hugging?” she sighed, and drank more of her juice.

“Xavier get that crazy stuff that Krieg got for us!” ordered Margaret. Xavier left the room and soon returned with a large bottle of wine. The label read: “Dragon’s Blood”. Xavier then placed four glasses on the table.

“This can’t be what I think it is… ”

“Oh ho ho ho, but it is. I finally got my hands on my own bottle, and tonight me and you are going to drink it all.”

“Count me in.” said Leona III accepting the challenge.

“Why are you signing up for that!” Louise spat out at Leona III, “Y-You do... t-t-this and t-that when drunk… ” Louise hesitatingly spoke, both her index fingers softly clashed against each other as she shyly stated, but didn’t said exactly †˜what’ she does when drunk. A tint of pink appeared on Louise’s cheeks as she reminded herself what happened the last time she drank wine with Leona III.

“What was that?” said Margaret having a hard time hearing what Louise was saying.

“S-She said that she can’t wait to give it a try,” said Leona covering up what Louise was trying to say with her hand. She didn’t remember last night at all, but she sure didn’t want it being revealed to Margaret who was so protective over her †˜Golder Louise’.

As she felt Leona’s hand in front of her, trying to stop her from speaking further, Louise’s mind took a trip to muse, Tch, this is bad, talk about two big daughter-freaks here. Perhaps I should escape temporarily. It shall be my tactical retreat! Louise came to a decision, she spoke with a forced smile as she prepared to stand up, “W-Well, I’m not quite in the mood, actually. Perhaps I should refrain from it tonight. You two may enjoy yourselves!”

Margaret was hearing none of Louise’s excuses. Taking a glass, she forced Louise back, and poured in the burning wine. It was at least ten times stronger than anything she had ever had before.

“Ugh,” Louise groaned, It’d be rude to teleport out like this, but I can’t simply run away, either. Curse these two hardcore drinkers, she insulted the two mentally, but conceded, “Fine, I’ll have it your way,” she said as she whipped her wand out for protection. Not that it could actually help, she wouldn’t really kill. Her patience - would probably - persist.

“You’re no fun!” said Margaret releasing her hostage. Suddenly she heard some giggling coming from nearby. Talia in an effort to show her mother she was strong drank a glass of the wine in all the commotion. Her face was red showing she was heavily intoxicated from only one glass.

Suddenly I feel lonely. More like, I’m about to… is this really that strong of a drink? Louise pondered as she picked up her glass of wine. Shaking the glass very lightly, she examined it, I can’t tell if there’s anything wrong about it, hmm… shoving her curiosity aside, she braced herself as she chugged down some of the drink with a few gulps. “Mn… not bad, this taste is beyond exotic,” she commented.

“Exotic? This is supposed to knock you flaton your ass.” said Margaret grabbing a glass of wine. Pouring it straight down her throat she felt the burn all the way down. Gasping slightly she smiled. “Thats a damn good drink.” she said feeling very light. Leona III leaned back taking her drink slowly and enjoying it.

“My, my, should you be using such vulgar words as a head of an honorable aristocratic house?” Louise placed her hand close to her mouth with a smile as she questioned Margaret’s manners. She then replied to her actual comment, “Hmph, it’s a thousand years too early for a mere drink to conquer the glorious me!”

“As my husband will tell you. There are times when you must act prim, and proper. There are times when you have to shut up and listen. But in here when drink and good times are shared, you must cut loose,” she said pouring the four of them another glass.

“I apologize, but that is a terrible manner of losing control and stability. I shall try my hardest and ignore such saying,” Louise said as a matter of fact after closing her eyes for having some deep thoughts, “How has your husband been, though? I’m yet to meet him ever since I got back to this city.”

“Krieg? Busy as usual. Arkasia has him running around so much that he barely has time to come home and visit. When this war kicks off though he is staying close to watch over Arkasia.” she answered.

“I see,” said Louise taking a sip of the fantastic wine, “Oh, do tell how you procured such wine. It’ll help me kill time in the future.”

“I tracked down the source, Louise.” answered Margaret. “He was pretty hard to find too. He lived far off in the forests of origin. As legendary as his wine is, you’d think it’d be easier to find. I had Krieg pick me up a bottle, and I stored it just for such an occasion.”

“Uh huh,” was a rather dull reply from Louise, “Maybe I’ll visit †˜him’ too, someday.”

As the four women enjoyed light conversation time passed quickly, and before they knew their day was drawing to a close. They had sought out to finish the whole bottle, but they were defeated by it. Margaret would have to finish it off another day.

“So you defeated that monster they say was summoned in the plaza?” asked Talia sitting on the edge of the couch.

“More like decimated,” Louise answered, she then commented, “It was a rather strange summoning spell that brought it into our realm.”

Talia was impressed that she was able to take out such a large beast even with the help of the royal guard. The power of Ishtar was not to be underestimated. Suddenly Margaret stood up and stretched. “I think that is a good place to end story time.” said Margaret with a yawn. “Let’s all get some sleep.” Xavier appeared from seemingly out of nowhere. “I will escort the ladies to their rooms.”

“I’m sure that Louise remembers where her room is Xavier.” answered Margaret. “But I will leave Leona in your care.”

“Yes Madam.” he answered.

After the ladies had wished each other pleasant rests, they all headed to their rooms. Leona who was still slightly drunk collapsed into her bed, and passed out immediately. Talia and Margaret went their own way while Louise walked slowly down the halls of the familiar mansion. Gently touching the door knob she knew that the room was hers. Opening the door she looked into her room, still kept dust free and spotless. It was nice to know that even while she was away they cared enough to clean a room no one was using. After laying in bed for a moment - wrapped in thought - she soon fell into a peaceful sleep.

(This is a Joint Post starring: TheLoneGentleman and BinkXPoke)


Traveling to the city of Raltese was less eventful than Soul would have hoped for. Over the course of five days they had only came across one trading caravan, and a few guards along the way. These annoyances were easily silenced by low ranking soldiers. Soul hadn’t had to raise a finger during the entire trip. Marian on the other had was overjoyed that they made up the time lost, and then some. If she was reading the map correctly they would arrive two days ahead of schedule. Grinning she let out a loud laugh as she closed her map.

“How can someone be that excited about getting somewhere a little earlier?” asked Soul. “Its not like its going to make a difference when we wipe out the city.” said Soul.

“Wrong!” answered Marian. “Attacking before the enemy builds up their defenses is crucial. Word will get out about the attack on Masario, and we will have to spend more resources to claim territories. This is why we attack Raltese first. We are stripping them of supply routes.”

“Ugh, I forget people like you can actually die. That must be so annoying having to be so careful.” said Soul leaning back in his seat on his horse. As he looked at the crimson sky he noticed the sun was setting. Suddenly there was a loud growl. Marian summoned a pair of scissors in response ready to silence a beast. Soul patted his stomach. “False alarm” he said laughing. “It was just my-” A pair of scissors sliced into Soul’s stomach and he shouted out in pain.

“Alright men we make camp for the night!” announced Marian.

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The invasion force was large, but still found a reasonably hidden place to make camp that wouldn’t give their location away. In total they had about three hundred foot soldiers, one hundred spirit channelers, and the rest were the elites like Soul, Marian, and Sonya. Sonya had the pleasure of eating with Soul and Marian that night.

Soul surrounded by food ate his meals like a wild animal, sometimes eating bones along with the meat. His sharp teeth shredded everything without discretion. Marian on the other hand ate like the fine and refined lady that she was. “How is your food Sonya?” she asked. They had brought many types of meat, and produce from the kingdom’s storage. They were eating like kings even out on the field.

Sonya had still been cutting her meat into smaller portions to make them easier to consume, but once asked by Marian, she took a small piece to eat. Her eyes lit up. “Wow, it’s delicious! How was this prepared so well waaaay out here?” She started eating at a slightly faster pace, moaning in delight after chewing on a particularly scrumptious morsel.

“I cooked it.” answered Marian. “The chefs never get it right. Or they take to long to make it.” She said as she enjoyed her meal. “I didn’t bother cook for Soul however since I don’t even know if he tastes his food when he eats it.” Soul extended his jaw in a grotesque shape and funneled in an entire plate of food.

“Hey I’m just being efficient or whatever you’re always going on about.” he said biting a turkey leg in half bone and all. “I’ll be done before you even finish that plate.”.

“There is being efficient, and there is being a glutton. There is no way that you need all that food.” she answered.

“Ehehehehe…” Sonya giggled as she watched Soul devour his food like an animal. She was impressed, both by Soul’s appetite, and Mairan’s cooking ability. “This really is incredible, Marian. I didn’t know you were so good at cooking!” She continued to eat the food in front of her until there was none left. She was satisfied. Just after she finished, Sonya bowed her head to Marian and earnestly expressed her gratitude. “Thanks for the meal!”

Marian smiled. Seeing her cooking was so well received filled her with pride. “You are quite welcome, Sonya.” she responded. Placing her plate on the stack that Soul made she had a soldier take the plates to be cleaned. “Alright that should do it for the night.” said Marian.

“Yup that meal has me sleepy.” said Soul patting his full looking belly. “Get some rest kid the fun starts tomorrow.” ordered Soul. Sonya smiled at him and nodded. She couldn't wait for what tomorrow would bring, and all the poor souls that got in her way. She was going to make them all suffer. She had gotten a little combat training on the way there. As well as experience with Marian’s communication system ,but she didn’t feel prepared enough. Still she had her orders and she would act when told.

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Morning came and over a hill that overlooked Raltese Marian stood along side Soul. It was from here that they would begin their attack. Out of view from the city, their catapults were ready to rain death upon its residents.

“Sir the surrounding patrols were taken out with ease. We should begin our attack before Raltese becomes aware of that their patrols have been neutralized.” said a masked soldier kneeling behind the two. His dark metal mask was smooth and didn’t even have slots for eye holes. Yet he had no trouble making out his surroundings.

“Very well commence catapult assault. Lets soften up those walls, and wrap this up quickly. I’m getting bored.” said Soul.

“As commanded.” said the masked soldier. Turning he ran to the catapult squad. “Commence catapult bombardment!”

In a flurry of movements the catapults were released sending giant boulders hurtling into the city. Screams echoed up from the city bringing a smile to Soul’s face. Marian touched her finger to her forehead and sent out a massive veil wave to the nearby forest. Seconds later a massive force of soldiers ran towards the gate. The ballista was pulled by the talan towards the gate as soldiers wielding massive shield protected them. The upper wall of Raltese was active with cannons being brought to the wall. Now that attention was brought to that side the time for Sonya’s unit was at hand. Sending a similar signal as before she instructed her unit to attack. The only orders that she had were to get the group into the castle.

Armed with climbing supplies the group made a mad dash for the back wall to the city. With a well timed swing they threw three grappling hooks up and caught them on the ledges. Then with speed the group made it up the wall. Sonya being the pampered girl that she was took a little more time than the rest. When she reached the top, she saw the biggest or her group snap an enemy soldier’s neck. As she looked at the ground, she saw that they had made short work of ten or more enemies.

“Jeez, leave some for me you guys. Do you even need me here?” she asked with a playful laugh.

“These are the small fries. Our job is to bring down the main castle.” said the child from before. “You get me in there and this is a done deal.”

Sonya nodded. “I will do my best!” she answered. Pulling out her whip she gave it a testing lash against the stone roof. “Lets go.” ordered Sonya taking off into a sprint towards the ledge and leapt to a nearby roof. The group followed close behind her. As she landed however she lost her balance on a loose tile. The bigger member of the group grabbed her hand and kept her stable.

“Thank you.” she said glad that she didn’t fall to the street below. The city was in an uproar with citizens scrambling for the shelters. Taking the street would take too long so they decided to stay on the roof tops on their way to the castle. On the way there, they were spotted by archers and fired upon.

All but one of the men with Sonya made it past the volley. The bigger man protected Sonya, and the others taking the hit for the team. As he fell dead to the street below, Sonya turned with a sad expression. The kid grabbed her hand and pulled her.

“We can’t stay here! We have to make it to the castle!” urged the child. He looked as if he were in some pain as he grabbed at the collar as if it were making him uncomfortable. Sonya turned listening to the boy, and they continued along the roofs towards the castle.

As they approached the castle, the chaos outside gave them enough cover to make it through the castle gardens unnoticed. The guards were in a panic, and having trouble coordinating their efforts. However, as they reached the front of the castle they were ambushed by four members of the castle guard. One guard dashed forward with a sword and shield thrusting forward towards Sonya. Sonya easily side stepped the attack and struck at the man from behind, but her whip didn’t have the force it needed to wrap around the man’s neck. The man tried to turn and counter attack but his armor weighed him down considerably leaving him open.

The other guards were busy with the other members of Sonya’s group, and could not come to his aid. She did not let this opportunity pass. She activated her magical aura and approached the guard carefully, attempting to seduce him. As the guard looked upon Sonya, his mind went blank, and he succumbed to the girl’s feminine charms. With a quick hand, she whipped him across the face twice. The first hit knocked off his helmet and the second tore a deep gash into his face. Sonya laughed excitedly as the man fell to his knees. She licked her lips before proceeding to continuously lash the guard’s face. The man was unable to do anything in his dazed state, and each lash tore deeper into him until his breathing ceased. It wasn’t until his body fell, lifeless, to the ground that Sonya stopped attacking the man. “Awwww… I thought you’d last longer than that…” She spoke in a disappointed tone, but she was still giddy and excited. “Everyone else, you alright?”

The child and two other soldiers in her group approached her, looking down at her handiwork. The lost one man to the ambush. “Not bad” said the boy still tugging at his collar. The other two were impressed that with the little training that Sonya had, she was able to take down the man with ease. They themselves had trouble, and had been in the army for quite some time.

In front of them was a giant and formidable looking castle door. Turning to Sonya, the boy asked, “Well, what do we do now? We lost the muscle that was supposed to handle this sort of thing.”

“I don’t suppose any of these guards had a key, did they…” She asked the remaining members of her group. She inspected the body of the guard she killed as she asked, to no avail.

“Not that would open a gate like this, I’m guessing we would need to smash this in, or open it from the inside.” said another soldier. “Are you able to reach Rep. Marian?”

“I can do that,” Sonya replied. She concentrated her spirit’s energy, trying to contact Marian. It was the first time she attempted this on this scale, so she was somewhat nervous that it wouldn’t work. However, Sonya was able to reach her, and once she did, she asked of her, “I need your help to break down the castle door. Can you launch a catapult strike toward it?”

Marian was surprised that the group hadn’t made it into the castle already. She figured the original plan failed. Marian thought for a moment, and decided that a well coordinated strike would be the fastest way. However, the chance of Sonya and her group taking damage was high. Making a choice to fire on the castle, she sent a signal through her network instructing Sonya to take cover.

“Fire upon the castle front. We need that door down!” yelled Marian turning to the catapult squad. As she turned back, she saw that Soul was no where to be found. Angrily she sent a signal to the troops below that Soul would probably join the fight soon.

The catapult strike was on target, but the debris and ricochet claimed everyone but Sonya and the child. The assault smashed the door off its hinges and it went clattering to the floor. As the door went down, the main hall of the castle was now visible. As the dust cleared, it was seen that forty or more soldiers stood ready to charge. They were ready to protect their duke to the death. As Sonya looked on and thought a tactical retreat may be the best option. The boy with her simply walked forward gripping his collar, and his breathing grew more and more labored.

“Wait, what are you doing!? We can’t possibly fight this many men at once!” Sonya urged, grabbing the boy’s shoulder, and trying to hold him back. What’s wrong with him… he sounds like he’s in a lot of pain… Something seemed very strange.

The boy stopped and turned slightly to her. “Leave...me…” he said in a wheezing voice. He wasn’t strong enough to push her away. “I...inside..”

Sonya released her grip on the boy, but remained beside him, “But, I can’t leave you alone with all these soldiers…” She looked within the hall of the castle at the many guards, prepared to take the boy and run, if necessary, or even help him stand his ground if he refused to leave. She readied her whip and assumed a fighting stance, expecting the worst case scenario.

The boy smirked as he finally realized his role in all this. The fact that Sonya cared about him even though she just met him brought tears that dampened his face. Focusing his spirit he placed a hand on Sonya’s abdomen. A massive force sent Sonya flying away from him and crashing into the palace garden. The boy turned and limped into the castle. As he did the group of soldier looked at him taking up arms. They didn’t want to kill a child, but they needed to protect their duke.

A lone soldier walked up feeling pity for the child. As he approached the boy began screaming. His collar was red hot to the point it was searing through his flesh. Suddenly his body arched up and a black miasma shot out from his mouth. It spread over the main hall in an instant infecting all the soldiers there. After all the miasma was out of the boy he fell over lifeless. The soldiers in the main hall coughed and hacked trying to clean their lungs of the miasma, but it was too late. Soon they all succumbed to the poison and fell over dead. It was silent for a moment until the bodies began to stir. The boy stood up looking on with dead eyes. Looking at his hands he saw his skin begin to turn black and stiff. As he looked up he saw the soldiers before were rising up as well. Suddenly there was a ringing in his head that he recognized to be a spirit signal.

“Take the castle.”

It was a simple order, but one that after he heard he couldn’t disobey no matter how he tried to move his body. Walking forward he was joined by the soldiers who took formation in front of him.

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Moments later Sonya regained her senses and stood up wiping foliage and dirt from her person. Suddenly she heard a large crash at the gate to the castle. The soldiers made it this far, and in front of them walked Soul. His right arm was in the shape of a large curved blade formed of bone. Fresh blood dripped from it, and she was sure that it wasn’t his own.

His presence was terrifying, even knowing that he was on the same side Sonya was fighting for. Regardless, she lifted herself from the ground, and approached the castle again, with Soul. She made sure to stay on the side opposite of the bladed arm. She didn’t say a word; she was still shocked by the boy’s actions, and surprised by Soul’s arrival. It pained her to think of what could have happened inside the main hall.

Turning he saw Sonya walking beside him, he was surprised she was even still alive. She had twigs and leaves in her hair. “What happened to you?” he asked with a chuckle. “I’m guessing the weapon was successful. I don’t see troops pouring out of their rat hole.” said Soul looking towards the castle. As the group entered the castle Soul looked at the light miasma that lingered around. The entire main hall was empty however. Not a sign of the boy or the soldiers. Suddenly from hallways and behind pillars the soldiers amassed in front of Soul. Sonya in reaction drew her whip. Suddenly the group kneeled before Soul and Sonya. The soldiers behind her cheered. The little boy walked from behind a pillar. A group of soldiers behind him carried a man who was kicking and screaming. They threw him at Soul’s feet.

Soul smirked and lifted his blade arm and slashed down silencing the man in a gush of blood. “The city is ours!” yelled Soul raising his blade arm into the air as the blood of the duke rained on him. The cursed soldiers cheered. The boy looked to Sonya with a weak smile as he collapsed into ash. The rest of the infected soon followed.

“Ah…” She had reached over to pat the boy over the head before he disappeared. Instead, she was overcome by sadness. Sonya couldn’t feel happy for their victory. She looked around the area. Lying among the crowds of the cheering soldiers were her comrades. They all died under my care… Was I that incompetent…? She was more disappointed than depressed, but regardless, she was unhappy with the cost of their victory.

Turning to Sonya, Soul smirked. They had originally brought her as a simple way to get into the castle easily. Neither him or Marian had expected her to survive the assault. It was a suicide run from the start. Knowing this Soul couldn’t help but be impressed. “You did well Sonya.” he said as he slowly reverted his arm back to normal. Moving his finger he had to make a few adjustments since some bones were out of place. “Tonight we feast upon their food stores in your honor.”