Fire Emblem: Dyad of Time

PROLOGUE, PART 2: THE PRIESTESS AND HER PRINCESS

PROLOGUE, PART 2: THE PRIESTESS AND HER PRINCESS

[The scene changes, and it is now the past]

KINGDOM OF TARKLA- 841 MR

[The Kingdom of Tarkla descends from the Red Dragon; its crimson colors pay tribute to this founder. It is surrounded by hot beaches and blue oceans. White castles and houses, decorated by gold and covered by orange rooftops, stand tall against the radiating sun. Its people are cheerful and friendly, dressed in loose garments to stay cool in the heat, though even the sweltering warmth cannot stop them from dancing to the music played in the streets, strummed along by arcane musicians on dark sitars.]

[In a lofty and fancy bed chamber, a young priestess with wintergreen hair that is partly tied in a knot hanging down her shoulder, and dressed in a humble white robe, sits on a bed in a trance. A spoiled princess with a wild red ponytail, and wearing a flowery dress, walks in. She wears several thin necklaces, but some are tucked beneath the top of her dress.]

Rivia: Oh, Sophia!

Sophia: [Frantically breaking out of her trance] Princess Rivia! What's wrong?

Rivia: [Plopping down on the bed next to her servant] It's the Springs. They aren't running properly again.

Sophia: [Breathing a sigh of relief] Well, did you try the incantations I taught you?

Rivia: Yes, but I forgot how to do 'em.

Sophia: You haven't been practicing?

Rivia: Um... well, to be honest, I found them kinda boring.

Sophia: Ah, I see.

Rivia: Um, I hate to ask this, I know you've been really busy but-

Sophia: No worries, Princess Rivia. I will do those incantations for you.

Rivia: Oh Sophia, thank you! [She hugs her friend.] You're the best!

Sophia: Your appreciation is enough. [She smiles, but only faintly].

Rivia: Sophia, you've been really tired lately. The other nobles been overworking ya? Just tell me who and I'll put them in their place!

Sophia: Ah, no, it's just that I've been having these... visions, lately, for the past few months.

Rivia: Visions? I thought you were just doing some meditations or whatever you call 'em. Sophia, you could've told me earlier!

Sophia: It's alright, Princess Rivia. I have not been troubled by them.

Rivia: But what do you see in them? You can tell me.

Sophia: I just-

Revecca: [shouting at a servant in the distance, outside of the chambers] HEY. I thought I told you to get here earlier?

Servant: [trembling] Pr-princess Revecca, I'm sorry-

[A slap is heard. Rivia stands up firm.]

[A noble girl walks into the chambers. She's an 11-year-old girl with a scarfed cloth diagonally wrapped around half of her face, and a robe's cowl covering the top of her head, though her mouth is uncovered. Scattered strands of red hair fall from beneath the cowl onto her face, which is mostly hidden, as the girl wants to hide as much of herself from others as she can.]

Revecca: So, you've been here all along. You said you were gonna get Sophia to come fix the Springs.

Rivia: Just hold it, okay? She's coming.