I'd suggest other allies, some closer and some farther, so if you and those close in distance are attacked, there are others who might be able to spare help. [Thinking of the recent string of attacks here.]
I haven't met him yet. At least not in person. I don't think our paths have crossed yet. Maybe soon enough, I'll change that. It's been over a year since I've set foot in Narshe. [Almost two, in fact.]
Fabul... [Garnet smiles a little] Like the Regent's family name. [Smiling still, she shakes her head]
With everything that's happened in this world, we have to look to those with experience, even if they're not native to these lands. You seem like a very capable young woman... how old are you?
It might be a while. [It's said in warning.] Narshe... doesn't hold many happy memories and... [She pauses just a little bit.] I'm not sure how well my presence there will be tolerated.
I'm seventeen, Your Majesty. I have my father's example to guide me, though my only real experience until now has been as a substitute for King Cecil in Troia.
[She hesitates. Well, at one point, Edgar had warned her she might need to speak up about this and she'd been ready. She'd hinted to it during this meeting, too, and since Ursula was going to be living in Narshe, she might be hearing more about this than anyone else...]
The people of Narshe might talk about it even if I don't. Back home, only a year or so prior to my arrival here, I was a general for the Empire. There were many people who only knew me as the general who torched an entire town. Narshe may or may not remain among that number, but... you should be prepared regardless.
Please, no need for formalities. Just Garnet is fine. [She seems genuinely engaged.] You know, I was just about your age when I ascended the throne of Alexandria. A little younger, actually. [She flusters, a little] Oh, I hope I don't sound like I'm bragging. It wasn't pleasant circumstances by any means. I just want you to know... I think you'll do jsut fine. Princesses are raised for just such occasions, aren't they?
[Ursula shakes her head reassuringly; it doesn't sound like bragging to her.]
I suppose this is true; I just never expected to do so for a long time. My father is a strong and healthy man. I'm certain he will rule for a long time to come.
...I hope there will still be time for my training. He would be disappointed if I did not better myself as a monk.
[Oh great. Is the kid going to assume she's still a horrible person just because of her past? Celes' expression closes and she looks away, sinking back within herself. But she still answers.]
...I thought it was the right thing to do at the time.
[Ursula falls silent for a moment. Celes' words bring to mind what she knows of the past, and Cecil's exploits as a Dark Knight. She wasn't born when that happened, but they are still well-known...as is his redemption.
The princess' gaze focuses on the woman before her, thoughtful.]
And yet, you found the courage to break with that past, did you not?
[Ursula keeps thinking of Celes as far older, but then she gives that aura of vast experience and responsibility.]
I can't say we have that experience in common, but one of my world's greatest heroes also had a dark past. He managed to overcome it and is now one of its most respected rulers. If he hadn't been given a chance, my world would have been much poorer for it.
Sometimes that's how the worlds work. [pause.] I betrayed the Empire to stop Kefka from bestowing a similar fate to Maranda on another innocent town. Those in this room, despite their pasts, want the best for this world.
[They were all trying to work together, even if it didn't always pan out perfectly.]
If only more people thought that way. [This gives her so much extra hope. It's good. Very, very good.] We'll figure it out. He can't keep hiding forever.
[That? That might be a smile. Good job, Ursula. You made her smile.]
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