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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Pagan Notes: Challenge 159. Baby Series 3 #251. Takes place Simple Words. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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One Moment In Time Imagination? No, not imagination. It was far too real, far too vibrant for it to be a figment of his imagination. She did look taller, straighter, younger. Beautiful. One moment in time could make such a difference. Politics had surrounded her since birth. Disaster had taken her place and given to her a second family, but still politics had surrounded her during her growing years. He knew she had hated it, loved it; despised those who gave the father she knew grief and belittled his efforts. She had stepped into his shoes when circumstance opened the door to her and she had had more than a few doubts of her ability to cope with the trials of her position. He had watched her grow and he could not have been more proud of her than he was now, as she resigned from public office to step into the shoes that had waited for her since her birth. With her resignation the children of the House of Peacecraft would finally stand in the roles they had been born to. Milliardo would, with guidance and patience, make a great King. Not a good King but a Great King. He would by far surpass his father and leave to his son and heir a bright and glorious future. Relena would become the Princess Royal, as she was born to be. Peace Ambassador, the title soon to be officially bestowed upon her would best describe what she would symbolise to the world. She could go places where, as a government minister, she could never think of going for fear of embarrassing the government; and she could initiate changes and recommendations her role as Vice Foreign Minister could never allow. Her stance reflected the lightening of the weight of her government office. She stood that little bit taller, a little straighter. Her head was high, not bowed beneath the weight of others expectations. For a little while she would be free of all but her duties as Princess Royal of Sanc, no small duty that, but one that did not bear the disapproval of the worlds leaders merely for being a young woman in a world of politics dominated by older males. Times were changing and people were changing with it. People who did not mark and adapt to the changes would fall by the wayside, but the children of the House of the Moon would continue leading their people through the relentless forward march of time. This was but one moment in time. One moment of many moments that would shape their destiny. //You would be proud of your children, my friend. They have come far and they will leave a great legacy for those who follow them. They will not do things your way, but that is as it should be. It would be a poor world they would create if they did things the way those who passed before them would have.// ~ * ~ |
