Isabella and the children convened in the expansive monitor room, a space that bore witness to numerous strategic discussions. The ambient glow of the screens illuminated their faces as they prepared to deliberate on their next steps.
"So, what do you all plan to do now?" asked Isabella.
"Well..." Emma hesitated briefly before responding, "We're going to retreat for now. There's still the twenty-thousand Imperial Soldiers, and we have other stuff to do. Once everything is done and the Promise is implemented – Mama, the sisters, the adults, and the children of the other farms we can then all go to the human world."
"You're going to forgive us?" One of the sisters asked.
"After what we did?"
"Well..."
"But..."
Isabella, wearing a gentle smile, shook her head, "We'll stay here. We appreciate your offer. But we're..." Her words trailed off as the children surrounded her, offering a collective hug, emotions surfacing, "I'm sorry... and thank you, everyone."
Ninelie nodded, "Then it's settled. Once we finish everything, we'll come back here. Until then, Grace Field will continue to operate, but..."
"We'll be waiting." said Isabella, "Don't worry. The demons and the Ratri Clan servants don't know about our betrayal yet. We'll handle it. Leave Grace Field to us. We'll take care of Phil and the others, and we'll deal with the demons as well."
Norman, maintaining his composure, reached for his earpiece, activating it to communicate urgently, "Cislo, we're going to evacuate! Is everything okay on that side?"
"E-Everything's fine... or it was – well, I don't really understand. The Imperial Soldiers are on the move. They're all leaving and headed toward the outer bridge!" Cislo's voice reverberated through the earpiece.
"That's not good! Reinforcements! They're gonna attack us! We should run! Now!" Hayato's panicked exclamations echoed in the background as one of the sisters approached Ninelie, handing her a monitoring screen.
"I don't really know what's happening but you might want to watch this," One of the sisters said.
Intrigued, Ninelie took the device, and a hushed anticipation settled over the room as the others gathered around her, eager to witness the unfolding events. On the screen, the Grand Duke stood with an air of authority, addressing the citizens of the Royal Capital.
"Who is that?" Ninelie muttered, her eyes fixed on the captivating spectacle.
"That's..." Emma pointed to the screen and Ninelie looked at her to see what she had to say.
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Aonaran ⚜ A TPN Fanfiction
FanfictionAfter their successful prison escape, Ray, Emma, and the other Grace Field children above the age of five venture out into the new world that they know nothing about. ✦ What will they possibly encounter in this world ruled by demons - and demons alo...