Desire is one thing. Any one person in this world has a Desire. To be a superstar? The power to destroy all of creation? To have freedom? What is it that you desire most in this world of magic?
What I desire... to be a God...
Everything belongs to...
Adam was sitting in his throne. Before long, Beta came bursting in.
Beta: My Lord, We have an issue!
He looked at her, he blinked several times before speaking.
Adam: What is it?
She showed him the latest news paper, the covered had an Image of Princess Rose. She's a wanted Criminal now.
Adam: "Princess Rose Oriana wanted for attempted Murder"? Beta what happened?
Beta: I don't know my Lord. But It appears that Princess Rose has Fled to the North of the Royal Capital. I suspect she has not yet left the city.
Adam: What does the Oriana Kingdom think of this?
Beta: Apparently the Oriana Kingdom wants to handle it internally as a purely domestic matter. They already sent word to the Midgar Kingdom not to interfere as requested.
Adam: Something isn't adding up.
Beta: I expect you to see it as well. Princess Rose was never a foreign Diplomat, she was an Exchange student. It would be more appropriate to judge her by Midgar law.
Adam: ..... Look into the matter. If Princess Alexia gives aid, allow it. She has connects , lets use them.
Beta: As you wish my lord. Wait where are you going?
He walks as his armor appeared on him.
<Cross Geats>
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Cross: I smell a rat... I'm going hunting..
He vanishes instantly.
<Under ground in a ruined tunnel>
Rose was running along a wall, her sword drawn. She stopped as she held her chest, she looked down to find a swollen area with black/red electric shooting out.
Rose: I - I have to keep moving...
Unknown to her , she was being followed. Down the tunnel further, a small group of knights was killed. Cross stood there, his swords dripping with blood.
Cross: .....
He leaves her be.
< At the Arena. >
Adam watches as the fights continue, some were one sided and others a let down. He gets up and begins to make his way down under the stands. He noticed a figure with their hood up approaching . They walked past each other, both stopped.
???: I smell Elf.
Adam: That voice...
Both turned drawing their swords, the tips of the blades clashes. Causing a minor shockwave, removing the figures hood. His eyes widened in shock at who it was.
