20 Years ago
The official residence of the royal family was always an intimidating mesh of halls and art made by artists long past. But too, the 4th child of Siegion The Great restorer Edelgard Von Numenor, it was like a tank with all kinds of mechanisms from a tender age she was taught how to navigate the fortress-palace easily, and if needed flee from it. But ever since her birth six years ago Edelgard has suffered many hardships, the Houses which were once submissive to the rule of The Numenor house have grown restless and are demanding more things from the king neigh daily she might be young. Still, the princess was no fool; something was coming. And she was afraid.
"Father, if we were born to rule, why are the houses unhappy with you?" Asked the inquisitive young Edelgard, surrounding them was the white halls of the castle chiseled and constructed by the best in the business and red banners adorning the flag of the kingdom adorned masterfully all over the walls. "Well, we rule because we proved our selves to be the best of the best we fought the evils of House Marshad, but for why most of the other houses hate us, it's because they are jealous..." Whispered King Siegion kneeling on his left knee to come face to face with his daughter, "but listen to me, my child, something's coming, and I know you've been thinking about it. But listen if something does happen, you'll be alright, I'll save you I swear it to you, sweet daughter." The once kind face of the king had become stern, but his eyes told a very different story, it was one of fear for the future. "Father... You can't say things like that for all we know it might happen."
The final storm has begun to fall.
"Sir... The bombs are all in place all we need is the go-ahead, but sir, is this truly what you want? The king has always been kind to the people." Asked the young recruit. He was wearing a pure black uniform with an ebony visor to hide his face from the others. "Heh, you have an addiction to hard questions, kid? But yes, this is for the best. This king is a false one; he's a beast. But it's time our tight schedule is about to begin, so pull the bomb our employees want this done, and they want it. Bloody." Answered the commander in a monotone voice, if the recruit was closer to him, he might have seen the slight tinge in his face upon saying that. "Alright, sir." Responded the recruit. A loud bang could be heard around the entire city as the spire of Solidarity, the location of the sleeping quarters of the king where held. "Alright, men... Kill anything that isn't us in there!" Shouted the commander over the radio, "May Sothis help you find peace in the afterlife..." Whispered the commander to himself.