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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: Relena Notes: Challenge 102. Baby Series 3 #74. Takes
place immediately following A Diversion. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Done Was Done The words had been said and there would be no taking them back. They had felt too right to wish them taken back and it had been too easy to say them. Subconsciously she must have made the decision to change the course of her life, otherwise it surely should not have been so easy to say those fateful words. What would her mother say? What would her brother say? What would the press say? //Oh, don’t go down that road. The media say what they want to say with little regard for the truth, or any particular accuracy, in recent times. It's easier than actually investigating and finding out what is really going on in the world.// Harsh, but she had not had a particularly easy time with the press since Milliardo’s coronation. Not his fault, of course, he had not wanted to rule, but it was for the best. For Milliardo and for Sanc. If she kept telling herself that she might one day believe it. There would be repercussions from her refusal. Her position in the political elite of the ESUN government had been altered; she had said no to a party preferred option and they would be watching with great interest. They had had another junior lined up to take over her position and she did not desire to remain as Vice Foreign Minister. They would not permit her to remain in her current role and it had been time to move on to bigger and better things. She had already caused ripples in the Council of Representatives by backing the restoration in Sanc and she now compounded her rebellion by refusing their offered posting as Foreign Minister. She was sure to have everyone’s attention when the Council resumed sitting. She was officially Sanc’s representative to the Council and her seat was assured as she had been requested to represent a conglomerate of smaller countries who had not withdrawn their backing following her bid to place her brother on the throne. She would need to confer with the leaders of the coalition to ensure they were still content with her representation of their interests and she must chase up this itinerary Pagan was drafting for her. It would appear that Princess Relena, Peace Ambassador of Sanc, might need to make an appearance much earlier than any of them had considered. Done was done and there was no going back. Reaching for the intercom, Relena drew a deep breath. “Could you inform Pagan I require his presence, please? As soon as possible.” If the position of Peace Ambassador proved to be unviable in practise she would simply have to find something else to do. It was too easy to be the government’s cover girl. She had made a break and would not crawl back begging for crumbs. //Oh, how dramatic can I be?// End ~ * ~ |
