War of Silver and Red (7)

Gaze was brought to the throne room, along with the other two. The King sat upon his throne, the women from earlier also walked in along with the youth who first took her away in the first place. With this setting, Gaze can assume that the women was this man's Queen and the youth by her, her Son. Since they look similar.

All except his white her, which models the King and the other Prince.

"Ventora Heitumal." The King spoke with a regal tone, "You are the last Survivor of the Heitumal Household that had perished under an assassination conducted by the Red Terrorist. You belong to my Late Wife, Queen Bidanna. Birth Family, You are cousin to my Eldest Son and Crown Prince Raymphone."

Gaze slightly raised her hand.

"What is it?" The King Questioned.

"If I may ask, Can Speak in a Casual way. I do not understand the Cutesy of your People just yet." Gaze said nervously. She was going to ask them to elaborate how or why they came to the conclusion that she was this Ventora Heitumal. But, decided against it, right now she is on enemy lines and she has no complete control over her powers nor anyway to contact Vivian or Jonathan.

"You will be learning from and instructor and regain the teachings that where denied from due to your unfortunate circumstances as You are Silver, a lady of a lost High House, a noble with great power, and one day, a princess of the Silver Empire."

"….." Gaze frowned.

"You will marry my son Davlan, and you'll do it without putting a toe out of line." The King motioned to the Boy next to the one she believed to be Queen. Although, Smiling the women's eyes where still filled with poison.

The First time, Gaze merely glance at him. But, this time a sense of familiarity washed over her. She Couldn't help but continued to star.

Davlan the object of her stare was thrown off as well, his eyes contained a flash of something. It seems he two couldn't take his eyes of her at a second glance at her. A Flash of something he didn't recognize appeared in his mind for a split second, but it disappeared.

"This seems a bit . . . much. You don't want to make me a lady, much less a princess." Gaze says quietly

The King's face cracks into a grim smile. "Oh, but I do, my dear. For the first time in your rudimentary little life, you have a purpose."

Gaze pulled her eyes away from the other Prince and looked dazed into the floor, she clearly heard the King, but something in her felt angry. Is it because the King was being demanding to her, it's odd.

"Here we are, in the early stages of a badly timed rebellion, with terrorist groups or freedom fighters, or whatever the hell these idiotic Red fools call themselves, blowing things up in the name of Rebuilding what they never had."

"So, I am an Opportunity. a Silver by blood but Red by nature, raised up with us, you wish to placated them" Gaze said softly. "Like an old fairy tale, a commoner becoming the princess. So I can be their champion. They can look to me instead of the terrorists."

"This isn't a request, Lady ," The King says. "You will go through with this, and you will do it properly."

The Queen turns her pale eyes on me. "You will live here, as is the custom for royal brides. Every day will be scheduled at my discretion, and you will be tutored in everything and anything possible to make you"—she searches for the word, chewing on her lip—"suitable."

After being Dismissed, Gaze was brough back to her room. The Servants had given her a Lilac Gown and left to stand outside her room. Letting her sit down and looking at herself in the vanity.

"The color suits you, Cousin." Rays says as he walked into the room without knocking.

"Thank you" Gaze says solemnly, sometimes she finds herself unexpectedly sharp and then other times not. She can See in Ray's eyes that he feels something for an unknown family member. Form what Gaze can guess, is that his mother the former Queen and her family died. Meaning the King and his brother are the only blood relations he has.

Vivian told her that the Silvers had a long history of betraying each other for the throne there had been no expectations. Parents die by their children's hand; Siblings also perish by both their parents and other siblings. It's a chaotic way, but betrayal can be considered normal among the Silvers its even deeper when its blood related.

No one is truly Loyal among the Silvers. 'Its like they are nothing but, businessmen. Only looking after themselves.' This First Prince may feel this way now, but, its nothing more then a novelty

"How do you like Nicht?" he asked with genuine care.

Nicht, is a Silver guard, He is assigned to protect her from all harm.

"Nicht is a good man. His family thinks him weak for his kindness," he adds, eyes darkening a little. As if he knows the feeling. "But he'll serve you well, and fairly. I'll make sure of it."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The spark returns to his eyes, and a smirk to his lips.

"No formalities Cousin, please call me Ray"

"Thank you, Ray" Gaze smiled softly. 'Are Silvers truly capable of care, They Can, but it is in their blood to look after themselves'. The Red Bloods are incapable of it in a sense, that Honor and loyalty is ingrained into them.

*A/N: High Priestess Claris, gained Followers using a Hypnotic Effect on their Food. This Practice has been used by the Order (Religion), Since then unknowingly.

Ray had left at that point and Gaze took that as a que to leave and Met with the Queen, her name is Ezaatha Wysadi. Queen Ezaatha, that is. Nicht, her guard, is leading the way through the maze of passages in the upper levels of the palace. Like the Spiral Garden, the architecture is all curves of stone, glass, and metal, slowly turning downward. Eventually the Queen appears and violently grabs her arm. Her lips don't move, but Gaze pause as she hears the women projecting her words to her head.

After she was finished, the Queen, lets her go leaving her standing there.

She understood the Queens, which meant her wanting, Gaze, to remember her place. 'Was that really all this meeting was supposed to be.'