[X] You wouldn't do it, everyone deserved a second chance.
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Emmeryn wasn't sure why the man was here. The man's form towered over her. His armor was like muted gold, his visage hidden by his horned helmet. She could not read anything from him, he might as well have been a statue. He was one of the Ylissean Judges, Judge Gabranth.
"You are now the Exalt." his voice rumbled through his helmet. "We have gathered here before you, we shall protect what you desire, your enemies will fall before us."
Emmeryn swore she felt power brimming from him, she wasn't a fighter, but she knew this man was dangerous. "The Ylissian Judges, I've only seen you gather once before..." her voice shook a bit, the judges were known to be ruthless, especially against those who would go against Ylisse. Being a judge was a high honor, their status was just below the Exalt in terms of importance.
The door to her throne room opened, the other four judges entered. Their armor clanked as they walked towards the throne. They stopped before the steps and fell to their knee.
"All you would need is ask, and we will accomplish the task given to us." Judge Gabranth told her as he too placed himself on his knee.
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"Odin..." Try as Claire could, she was unable to reach Odin. That man had done something,
broken something. "Odin please..." she tried so hard to reach him, the only one she had not pushed away.
She wondered if Noctis still continued to be kind to a fault. An assassin would try to kill him and he'd probably end up befriending them. She wanted to chuckle, it was one of the things she admired about him. It was the kind of person she could not be.
The Queen of Bodum, having an internal crisis, she would laugh at herself if she could. When did she become such a pansy? She felt so weak, so helpless, so tired. If she could rest her eyes, it would be fine, wouldn't it? She just wanted to rest for a moment, a moment where she didn't have to be the responsible ruler, a moment where she can just forget and just be herself.
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Then give in, that's what you want, isn't it? No longer to struggle under the burdens that were thrust upon you?" she almost nodded in agreement with the voice. It was sweet and comforting. It knew the right things to say every time. "
Your parents would be oh so overjoyed to meet with you again. So would your sister you know?" the voice continued to probe at her.
"Father, Mother, Serah..." Claire murmured, it's felt like an eternity since she saw them last. Sweat poured down her face, she raised her hand, she watched as her hand trembled. It stopped as she breathed in. "No, they're gone." her voice gained the steel she was known for.
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You never wanted any of this. You yearn for a simpler life, a simple existence. Yet you still struggle, why?" the voice asked in curiosity.
"I am a Queen before I am a daughter or sister." she replied without hesitation.
The voice cackled madly. "
You're just so foolish, I like that. I really do. It'll be all the more wondrous when I break that hope you cling to."
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You locked the door to the cell that held the woman. She couldn't remember her name, but after giving her some books to read she chose to go by Marth. She named herself after the legendary hero-king, it almost made you scoff. The childish part of your brain always thought the legend of The Warrior of Light was a much more pleasant tale.
As the days past you could only doubt yourself further, she really seemed to have lost her memory. Being in your position, you couldn't just trust her as much as you wished you could, not yet anyway.
You stepped back into your library, intent on returning the books to their proper place. You sat down at the large desk at the end of the room as you began to organize the books on the table. You heard a knock from the door. "Enter." you replied, it was Albus.
"Good day, prince Noctis." he greeted as he placed a glass down next to you and filled it with water from the container he held. "You've been visiting that women every day now." he didn't sound too pleased that she was still around.
You took a sip from the glass and nodded. "Yes, she may have some answers for me. I've been trying everything I can to jolt her memory." you explained to your butler.
"Regardless, We have some matters to attend to." Albus brought up. "Behemoths have been moving closer to the castle, we need to get rid of them or they may start attacking." he told you as he began to organize the mess that was the library. "You've also received a letter from The Exalt of Ylisse." he gave you the letter he pulled from his pocket.
You read over it, it was very plain and formal. It told you one of the Ylissean judges were coming to Lucis to speak with you personally. You scratched your head in frustration, anytime judges were involved, lives were lost. At least that's what you remember your father saying.
You decided on a course of action.
Who will deal with the Behemoths?
[ ] You would deal with the monsters yourself.
[ ] You would send Caius to deal with them.
[ ] You would send the Royal Guard to deal with them
What will you do with the envoy from Ylisse?
[ ] You would meet with them yourself
[ ] You would have Anna meet with them
[ ] You would have Caius meet with them
Your prisoner, Marth. What will you do with her?
[ ] Let her out of her cell, maybe more activities would help her memory.
[ ] A few more days in a cell wouldn't hurt her. You had other things to deal with.