neutraloracle:

princekai:

neutraloracle:

[Misaki left United Sanctuary. There was nothing she could learn there.

She truly felt useless.

…But that’s just part of being the Oracle, isn’t it. You’re a watcher, not a player. Do not get involved; you’ll only hurt yourself.

But she’s already this far. To simply back out and go back to her neutrality… She cares too much for that.

Caring. For Aichi, for Kai, for Ren… even Bengal, she supposes.

Failure of an Oracle, and failure at anything else. But… there has to be something she can do beyond simply watching…

If nothing else, she should at least inform Kai of her failure. Misaki sighs, and decides to head for the Dragon Empire.]

/Meanwhile, inside the castle, the Knight readies himself for a long journey. 

Many units whisper in every corner, wondering about his recent behaviour, wondering if maybe, just maybe, it’s a sign of breaking? (“so young, what a pity…”) or maybe his interest now lies on something bigger than them? (“Bigger battles, endless battlefields! we should get ready too, Aermo!”). They can’t do more than gossip, after all, since he stubbornly refuses to tell anyone his destination.

Kai was getting ready to choose which other weapons he should take with him, carefully examining the castle’s royal armory, when Neharem approached him, talking about the visit of the Oracle. He nodded, letting the commander know he will meet her./

[It’s been some time since she last visited this country. They do not request her advice very often, and so her arrival was both unexpected and unusual. Still, they have no reason to turn her away, so she was allowed entry. Once she entered the castle, she became uncertain. Is Kai even here yet? She couldn’t be sure.

Before she could become more nervous, a servant approached her, letting her know that the Prince requested her presence. She felt relieved. Misaki nods, letting them lead the way.]

/Kai guessed than any place too related to the art of war would make the neutral maiden nervous, logically. Thinking of that, he choose the main dining hall for their meeting, an elegant room bathed in a gold glow. It seemed so sumptuous that it didn’t seem like part of the palace, that crimson fortress./

Oracle.

/He greeted her with a polite bow and, for once, he wasn’t wearing his armor./