Enedina Tal|New Imperial Order|Galidraan
Tags: Roselina Tal Willan Tal
Enedina could've never imagined the sheer grandeur and magnitude of such an event unfolding; all this struggle and bloodshed had led to this moment. But for all the joy and festivity in the air, all she felt was the heavyweight of guilt upon her own shoulders. So many of her friends and people had died for this, and they didn't live to see it. Yet, she did, and it bore deep into her very soul. In the rows of soldiers marching below where her and many other military personnel and commanders watched, Enedina could've sworn she saw the faces of her long-dead friends among them. But no, they were gone, and she remained in this life.
Her father cut an impressive figure stood on the podium to her left, although he had become more and more distant with each passing day. Enedina wondered if it had been the same man up there who had been the smiling father who doted on his daughters and sacrificed so much for them. It seemed her own father had become cold and withdrawn; the Galidraani struggle seemed to have consumed him to its very core and made him a different person altogether. Power did corrupt, and though she preyed it not to be true, she had suspicions that such circumstances had changed the man she knew most affectionately as her father.
Enedina wore the same dark naval blue uniform as the rest of Tal's generals and commanders who sat on the stands on either side of the podium, medals adorning her chest showing her service and sacrifices in the Galidraani struggle. Her eyes wandered for her sibling, and she moved from her bench to go look for her. To distract from the thoughts and negative guilt that weighed heavily on her.