Ice
beautiful yet dangerous.
It's a Flash Back. // 1,097 Words
Adèlicia Joséphine Zuleika arose early that morning, she could hear the bustle in the Manor around, it would take another year before the Castle she wanted was made, so in the meantime she, and her men would stay in the largest estate on the Island. It was a rather cold morning, the air sickly cold; goosebumps rising on her arms and legs as her pale skin was uncovered. But today was going to be a big day, seven of her best men were meeting with her soon, and she needed to prepare.
Adèlicia had always been a prominent person, never wanting to make anyone wait, even if it was their job to do when it came to royalty, but she never enjoyed how jerkish the others were. Especially the World Nobles, she hated them the most. Always so unkind, but always so lazy, acting as if they were a gift. The world could do without them. But Adèlicia, she had always been loved, her family, always been loved. That was, until the outbreak. Her saddened her heart and almost caused tears to think of all those people dying when her family was rescued. For that, she would always hate the World Government and the Revolutionaries, their sorry excuses, always wanting to get rid of the World Government, yet doing nothing to help nations in need. She shook her head, she had to focus; she needed to dress and make her way to the meeting room.
Adèlicia stretched herself, some of her bones cracked as she did; slipping behind a small curtain that was put up in the corner of her room, she undressed from her night garments and into her royal attire. Today she would wear the red lace dress, the one that poofed around her small body. It was a dress that was recovered from her family's old home, one her father bought for the day she would become Queen, of course, it was thought to be lost but still remained, untouched, covered in plastic. It was the one small thing she had left, beside his sword.
After her clothes were on, she slipped into her shoes and began her descent to the meeting room. "Six... Five... Four... Three..." She thought the steps as she got closer, her nerves were beginning to reach her now. It was almost frustrating, but she noticed the door was slightly open by at least three inches, closing her eyes she listened, muffled voices of the men. They were already in the room waiting for her, she couldn't help but smile at the sound, the seven men in the room made her feel safe like nothing could ever go wrong again. She couldn't wait to surprise them. As reached to open the door, she found herself being stared at, seven men, each so different in appearance, each personality so different. She had her Doctor, Aita Phersu, a strange man, they picked him up on their way back to her Kingdom; he was kind when he first boarded, but it soon became clear that his mind was so much wiser than he would let on sometimes, never the less the Doctor was a quiet man, but his lust for knowledge was always so great. Then there was Solas, one of the two cyborgs; he was the first she had ever encountered, he was quite, for the most part, however his stories were always her favourite, his age gave him so much knowledge, and she always enjoyed trying to get him into debates on World topics, but his greed for... everything would always be there.
Then there was her Karou, a man that had been with her from the very start, her family picking them up when they were leaving the Island from the outbreak. Her father, forced so many to pick life, serving him, or death. But even after her father died, Karou stayed by her side swearing to never let harm come to her, she knew the sudden rise of people becoming closer to her would make this man uneasy, but never the less it was needed. Masako Ushigawa, the second of the cyborgs, had come to Flevance on his own accords after the news of her return hit the world. He came and requested to be allowed to stay, to help her, with his age and knowledge, she accepted him with open arms. She found Masako to be an envious man, not in the normal sense one would be, but in an entirely different sense. Then there was Serr Hathcock, a Fishman who showed up in Flevance, showed promise, even though his paranoia and gluttonous ways when it came to booze were sometimes too much to handle, he was smart, and on his toes. His paranoia came in handy sometimes too. However, the other two, she still didn't know much about, besides their slothful and wrathful ways at times. But this would change over the course of their time together. And everything would change at the moment she began to talk.
Adèlicia walked across the room, moving towards the front of it, sitting down in the chair in front of them, she began to speak, quietly at first, from her nerves, then her voice rose to a respectable height.
"I'm sure you are all wondering why I've brought you here today, and that's simply because I wanted to thank each one of you, most of you came to me, others I found. But you stayed never the less, and because of this I wanted to give you all something, even though my power is limited at the moment, and my Island has barely anyone... I wanted you all to be apart of it, for good, if you do so, please. And what I mean by that, is I want to... How do you say it... Knight you." She paused for a moment, letting them soak the information in before she kept going, "I want each of you to know how special you are to me, and how I want you all to stay close, and the best way to do that is to make each one of you apart of the Queen's Guard of White Knights. Each one of you are represented by one of the sins. Karou will be the head of the guard, Solas his second in command, and Aita the third." She paused once more, letting that sink in also, "To finish, I simply ask you to all bend the knee so I may Knight you your sin." She stood up, picking up her fathers' sword.