Private Winds of Change

[Lilianna L'lerim]

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Crown Princess of Aaven, Priestess of Ashla​

"Galactic Common" | <"High Nelvaanian"> | ["Essonian"] | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

Objective: Survive
Location: En route Aaven
Equipment: Noble Attire | Ashlan Rosary || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m

Cesare Demici​

We ultimately could not finish our previous journey, for we had to return to the Core Worlds after the attack against Atrisia… and now, here we were again, on our way to Aaven. I don’t know why, but I think things are even worse now than before. The first time, all we needed was to report to my father, the king, that Cesare wished to help, because the Galactic Empire, for some reason, desired our planet. But now? Now that Ession was no longer near us, and even the Holy World of Ashla could provide no support… This threat had grown so much darker, so much heavier.

I had to tell my father that after the collapse of the Galactic Alliance, the Emperor’s men had captured my twin brother, Tancred L'lerim , and they intended to execute him. Execute him to set an example… to show that the might of the Ashlan Crusade - the faith and influence of Ashla - is fading, and that the Emperor or the Empire, having already slain the Cardinal, Pietro Demici, would now publicly execute an Ashlan Saint… my own twin brother.

How did we fall into such a dreadful situation in only a few months? Why has Ashla placed us in such a painful and hopeless position? No matter how much I prayed, I could not find the answer. That is why I was in no mood to talk… I only prayed silently, or lay in my room, staring at the wall. I tried to avoid Cesare for as long as I could, but as we drew closer to Aaven, I could no longer escape him. And then I had to ask him one very important question… because so much depended on the answer.

So, when we were already near my home, I gathered my courage, showered, and changed my clothes. They could not see that something was wrong. Even so, I still chose a simple white dress, without any jewellery. Modesty and humility have always been guiding qualities for me. I searched for where Cesare was, and when I stepped into the room, I finally spoke.

"What do you think… will you be able to protect my brother from execution, and save him from what my sister intends for him?" I asked, worry tightening my voice.

 

[Cesare Demici]

Tags: Lord Creuat, Prowler II, Casi Braste, Meliant, Krasskorr the Maw, Imperius Indomitus

He approached the precipice of the room not knowing what may lay in store for him, but in his mind, there were few things that truly set him on any given path. Sure, he had known was was 'meant' for him... he had known that since birth. And there was a part of him that almost believed that Lilli believed it too. Yet, they were worlds apart, and all he could do was hope that she might see some semblance of his goal.

He entered the room. hearing her words and knowing exactly what they meant, both for her brother and for himself.

"I cannot save him..."

The words pained him more than she might ever know, but in her naivete, she might never understand the vastness of the game he was playing.

"I can only promise that I will do what I can..."