As much as I dreaded it, the next day eventually starts.
The first thing I do is visit my mum.
This should be pretty understandable, that I want to look for her when she’s going to this crazy lunatic.
Naturally, all my other family members are as well nervous wrecks.
“Mum, are you really sure about this? If, if I go to the queen and plea to her and promise to do everything she wants she might reconsider.” (E)
Mum just shakes her head.
“Pleease don’t, Erye. You don’t neeed to worrye. Ie’m sure iet will work out.” (F)
If I would just have mum’s confidence.
But I can barely think straight.
The whole time I worry about what could happen to her.
“At least let me send an escort with you. To make sure you’re safe.” (E)
“My princess, it’s not possible for drones to remain in another princess’ district. They’d require special permission and I doubt this would be granted.” (K)
Great, so I can’t even prepare measures of protection.
“Than at least I’ll position some close by, so they can take her back the moment she leaves. Is this fine?” (E)
“Unusual, but yes.” (F)
“Eryie, you don’t neeed to trouble yoursElf.” (F)
“Please, mum. At least this, so I can be the slightest bit assured.” (E)
“Scruh, okay.” (F)
Thank god.
At least she's not going to die on the way.
A short time later a messenger with what I now recognize as the imprint of the queen arrives.
(F)
(messenger)
Seems like mum has to go with him.
With difficult feelings I watch her leave my district.
- Farrah –
Sigh. I put up a strong facade in front of Erys, but actually, I’m totally anxious.
Kyska gave me a little crash course, but I know I really lack the necessary experience.
I think I’ll try giving my best and not incur her wrath.
Apart from that, I doubt I’ll be in any real danger.
The queen might be a lot of things but she's certainly no liar.
And she practically guaranteed my wellbeing.
So there’s nothing to worry about.
The stairs I have to climb are almost too many and for a moment I consider taking one of the workers, Erys sent with me, up on the offer to carry me.
Yet I’m a bit too embarrassed to go through with this.
Instead, I choose to talk to the messenger about my new job.
(F)
(messenger)
Is he serious!?
I mean, talk about pressure.
I barely started settling in here and now I’m without any noteworthy training the sole instance responsible for a princess.
But it’s not like complaining to the messenger would help me in any way.
He's not responsible for this situation.
So I can just march on.
And then I see it.
The same gateway I was brought through back then.
My memory of that day is a bit fuzzy, which might be because I might have a slight trauma, but nothing too severe.
Stationed in front of the gate is a good dozen of guardians.
I notice a difference with the surrounding drones.
Something minor, yet significant.
Something all of them share.
I contemplate this and realize, that they all have Honiu’s mark.
They’re all her brood.
It’s the same with Erys’ ones, with whom I spent quite some time in the nursery.
Speaking of them, the escort Erys sent with me grows kinda agitated.
I worry that Erys’ hostility somehow might have carried over to them and now they see Honiu and her brood as the enemy.
And naturally, they noticed how much Erys worries about me.
They’re composed, but the according pheromones are still present.
I should take care of this.
So before I move in there, I address them in the most soothing way possible.
(F)
(worker)
Oh, Erys. You really have to be careful with your orders.
(F)
She doesn't answer, but the pheromones speak of agitation, annoyance, and being fed up.
I'm sure she believes she had any right to do this but just chooses not to discuss this topic any further.
Either because this talk isn't to her liking or because she needs me.
Instead, she opts for something else.
(H)
Oh my. Someone still hasn't learned a thing.
On the other hand, I vividly remember how Erys passed out from a lack of energy.
If I'd let her completely succumb this might end up badly for me.
Whatever the queen's intentions are, I'm rather sure it doesn't involve losing a princess.
So I take this chance to get for a moment away from her and leave to fetch her food.
As much as I dreaded it, the next day eventually starts.
The first thing I do is visit my mum.
This should be pretty understandable, that I want to look for her when she’s going to this crazy lunatic.
Naturally, all my other family members are as well nervous wrecks.
“Mum, are you really sure about this? If, if I go to the queen and plea to her and promise to do everything she wants she might reconsider.” (E)
Mum just shakes her head.
“Pleease don’t, Erye. You don’t neeed to worrye. Ie’m sure iet will work out.” (F)
If I would just have mum’s confidence.
But I can barely think straight.
The whole time I worry about what could happen to her.
“At least let me send an escort with you. To make sure you’re safe.” (E)
“My princess, it’s not possible for drones to remain in another princess’ district. They’d require special permission and I doubt this would be granted.” (K)
Great, so I can’t even prepare measures of protection.
“Than at least I’ll position some close by, so they can take her back the moment she leaves. Is this fine?” (E)
“Unusual, but yes.” (F)
“Eryie, you don’t neeed to trouble yoursElf.” (F)
“Please, mum. At least this, so I can be the slightest bit assured.” (E)
“Scruh, okay.” (F)
Thank god.
At least she's not going to die on the way.
A short time later a messenger with what I now recognize as the imprint of the queen arrives.
(F)
(messenger)
Seems like mum has to go with him.
With difficult feelings I watch her leave my district.
- Farrah –
Sigh. I put up a strong facade in front of Erys, but actually, I’m totally anxious.
Kyska gave me a little crash course, but I know I really lack the necessary experience.
I think I’ll try giving my best and not incur her wrath.
Apart from that, I doubt I’ll be in any real danger.
The queen might be a lot of things but she's certainly no liar.
And she practically guaranteed my wellbeing.
So there’s nothing to worry about.
The stairs I have to climb are almost too many and for a moment I consider taking one of the workers, Erys sent with me, up on the offer to carry me.
Yet I’m a bit too embarrassed to go through with this.
Instead, I choose to talk to the messenger about my new job.
(F)
(messenger)
Is he serious!?
I mean, talk about pressure.
I barely started settling in here and now I’m without any noteworthy training the sole instance responsible for a princess.
But it’s not like complaining to the messenger would help me in any way.
He's not responsible for this situation.
So I can just march on.
And then I see it.
The same gateway I was brought through back then.
My memory of that day is a bit fuzzy, which might be because I might have a slight trauma, but nothing too severe.
Stationed in front of the gate is a good dozen of guardians.
I notice a difference with the surrounding drones.
Something minor, yet significant.
Something all of them share.
I contemplate this and realize, that they all have Honiu’s mark.
They’re all her brood.
It’s the same with Erys’ ones, with whom I spent quite some time in the nursery.
Speaking of them, the escort Erys sent with me grows kinda agitated.
I worry that Erys’ hostility somehow might have carried over to them and now they see Honiu and her brood as the enemy.
And naturally, they noticed how much Erys worries about me.
They’re composed, but the according pheromones are still present.
I should take care of this.
So before I move in there, I address them in the most soothing way possible.
(F)
(worker)
Oh, Erys. You really have to be careful with your orders.
(F)
She doesn't answer, but the pheromones speak of agitation, annoyance, and being fed up.
I'm sure she believes she had any right to do this but just chooses not to discuss this topic any further.
Either because this talk isn't to her liking or because she needs me.
Instead, she opts for something else.
(H)
Oh my. Someone still hasn't learned a thing.
On the other hand, I vividly remember how Erys passed out from a lack of energy.
If I'd let her completely succumb this might end up badly for me.
Whatever the queen's intentions are, I'm rather sure it doesn't involve losing a princess.
So I take this chance to get for a moment away from her and leave to fetch her food.
