#avaliantqueen

@avaliantqueen @garnetwrites this whole video but it's zidagger :V

          𝑪𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. The tales of Alexandria shall live on in the hearts of those that have long since watched its growth && the ashes that it once rose of from crumbling civilizations. The Mist leaving none to the embrace of mercy && yet here this mighty kingdom stands. Proud && capable, comprised of willing hands && capable warriors. Women under her command that have seen them through battle after battle nigh seamlessly. Even the Knights of Pluto have long since proved their mettle against obstacles abundant protecting the city && its people ever valiantly. && among them, gilded knight may evermore be a pillar for this kingdom. Undeterred by the uncertainty wrought in distant Mist yonder horizon. Evermore, her life belongs to the kingdom in which she has long since sworn her servitude unabashedly. Moreover young royalty that has upheld immovable trust in her---she remembers well the day they first met.            But these are but memories cast aloft a thoughtful mind. Reminiscing over the years she’s been bound to duty is now blurred against the inclination of trust && security uttered from other. It is then that her eyes pan from the vision of bustling city below grand castle. The watchful protector of throne && civilian alike; she holds this title of General with pride. && with her back to large windows across from the chambers of esteemed princess, eyes alike cosmic sea befall Garnet in tow. A simple glance would see how neatly upkept gilded walls && roseate suit of room were. Befitting the royalty she’s vowed her life to. Thusly, gallant approach is made to where other stands. Humbled hum begets expressionism && heralds the faintest simper therein.            “With all due respect, your highness, I believe that’s the point.” Words bred upon vocals comprised of steel && yet they uphold the integrity of the femininity coursing through pallid flesh. Locks of rose seem befitting the beauty of this place && yet she is just as dangerous as the storm brewing beyond. Be it then that lithe lateral extremity rises to present itself flush against breastplate. Cordiality && regard converging like bursting stars. Accompanied shortly thereafter of stature lowering upon knee in metallic shift. Kneeling before the other by means of servitude’s passage. Regarding the other with the respect she’s deserved since her conception.            “I’m glad, though.” A pause, crown dipping in further regard.                             “My blade is yours.. and all of Alexandria.”

       “Yes?”

He waves silently, but does not move, as stiff as a picket.

Lucifer walked through the doors and right up to the throne, stopping a mere two feet from it, far closer then was normally acceptable. “So you’re the new queen here? I certainly hope you turn out to be better then Brahne was.” A soft chuckle, eyes lifting to gaze into the dark haired woman’s eyes. “Lucifer Morningstar, it’s a pleasure. Oh don’t worry I didn’t hurt any of your guards.”

   “Others not in favor have requested machinery to advance in inventions inspired by Lindblum engineers.  Those are to also bring before the meeting before you.”

“I would not exist.” The answer was simple and straightforward, but there was no denying it. “The only reason I exist after failing to communicate with the Planet is because of the SOLDIER program. If not for it then I would have been terminated.”