Prologue 0: Tears of a Princess

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Mother and father were almost always away, always traveling, walking or exploring somewhere outside of Insomnia, along with Gladio and Cor. Prompto and Ignis went to do errands, sometimes they accompanied dad to some kingdom meetings, while Aunt Iris took care of me and taught me some history, sometimes Ignis came to complement my studies, Prompto always encouraged me or played with me in my breaks, sometimes I trained with Gladio and ended up defeated, the same thing happened with Uncle Ravus, but he was a combination of Gladio and Prompto, he defeated me but he kept encouraging me to beat him. By the time mom and dad arrived, we would all have dinner together, dad would accompany me to training, mom would take care of us from afar and receive love and happiness. My life was never tiring, sad or ever fed me up, my parents were great, their friends were also my friends, almost my older brothers...

My father always recounted his past, he showed photos that Uncle Prompto took at each fight or rest, it was incredible all the time they traveled, what they enjoyed, but I know that my father omitted things that happened and Mother knew it, they never wanted to tell me... until that day. Unfortunately, in every happy life there must be some suffering, and mine began on my birthday towards adulthood.
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── Luciana, your mother wants to talk to you. Would you agree to go once and for all? It's not good to leave her waiting ── Ignis said for the thousandth time, done, I think she ended her golden patience.

── No, I don't agree. Why I would go if I know that she'd told me about the same thing? ── I threw myself on the chair and sighed heavily, there were again the group of my father's friends.

──Damn, just as stubborn as his father... Could you behave like a person of royalty? You are a princess ── Gladio preached, crossing his arms.

── I don't want to, I'm just approaching my 18th birthday and they've been coming to tell me what I have to do since long before ── She seemed like a little girl, however it was the least important thing now.

── Come on little girl... it's something important and your mother would never tell you things in a rude way, you know she's a good person, just understand her, she's too wise ── Suddenly he took my shoulder and I looked at him to growl defeated, it was the the only one who knew how to shut my mouth.

── Well, however, I will continue to deny what I talked about with my father and that I suppose I will talk to her now... ── I got up and walked to the exit, my mother would calm me down, I know, but it would be uncomfortable to talk about that useless topic of the "Oracle of Nilfheim" and of "The princess of the young emperor".

── Come in ── After knocking on the door I heard my mother's high-pitched and sweet voice, I opened the small office to see my mother sitting on a small sofa waiting for me with a warm smile, I feel bad now. ── I'm glad you came ──

── Mom, it bothers me to talk to you about this ── I approached the sofa near hers and sat down. ── Why can't dad tell me this along with you? ──

──Lucy... he's been busy keeping Insomnia safe... Niflheim has weakened him and well... ── She was starting to get nervous, and that was when she was trying to hide something.

── I know that it returned, I know that they control all of Insomnia and Lucis through the shadows, I know that they seek to fill us with Daemons, but am I their only hope? Father is pretty powerful! Why do I have to ally myself with them being their own oracle? I don't mind the idea of it being for people in general, but Niflheim? I think you and father have lost your minds... Those trips my father took, his 10 years sleeping, his fight with Chancellor Izunia? What was all that? Stories for children? Or is my father a King in name only? ── I stopped myself from saying more and closed my eyes together with my fists, it was quite explosive, "thanks" to my father for it, because I have always seemed like him according to Galdiolus, but I don't avoid it, and I can't, I can't avoid being angry...

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