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	The Saint and Oriflamme stepped across the open ground as though gliding through tranquil air. Her wavy blond hair grazed just past narrow shoulders as it billowed in the gentle breeze. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, wearing a benign, Mona Lisa smile that permeated the air with serenity. But the most prominent feature of all was her tender gaze, promising truth and eternity through irises of lapiz and violet.		The Saint and Oriflamme stepped across the open ground as though gliding through tranquil air. Her wavy blond hair grazed just past narrow shoulders as it billowed in the gentle breeze. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, wearing a benign, Mona Lisa smile that permeated the air with serenity. But the most prominent feature of all was her tender gaze, promising truth and eternity through irises of lapiz and violet.

	At a height of one-seventy-one centimeters (5'7"), Lady Estelle's lithe figure stood proud but not imposing. She wore a half-veil draped behind the ears, bearing the white cross on black background of the Hospitallers. Meanwhile her ornate battledress contrasted the silken white over her ample chest to black-bordered ~~midnight-blue~~ fabrics. It extended past her narrow waist belt and down a wide skirt to just above plated knees. The rest of her body remain unarmored, though bands of soft leather embraced her waist, chest, arms, and shoulders, ready to strap on protective steel.		At a height of one-seventy-one centimeters (5'7"), Lady Estelle's lithe figure stood proud but not imposing. She wore a half-veil draped behind the ears, bearing the white cross on black background of the Hospitallers. Meanwhile her ornate battledress contrasted the silken white over her ample chest to black-bordered cyan fabrics. It extended past her narrow waist belt and down a wide skirt to just above plated knees. The rest of her body remain unarmored, though bands of soft leather embraced her waist, chest, arms, and shoulders, ready to strap on protective steel.

	The design held strong similarities to the Princess' own wardrobe, and Kaede puzzled as such rich garments should hardly be affordable for a nun who took knightly vows. It wasn't until later that Kaede discovered the battledress was another gift from Emperor Geoffroi.		The design held strong similarities to the Princess' own wardrobe, and Kaede puzzled as such rich garments should hardly be affordable for a nun who took knightly vows. It wasn't until later that Kaede discovered the battledress was another gift from Emperor Geoffroi.
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	Kaede had no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body. It even explained some of the odder-than-usual looks she received when several of Sylviane's armigers first met her.		Kaede had no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body. It even explained some of the odder-than-usual looks she received when several of Sylviane's armigers first met her.

	But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ~~ruby~~ gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, tiered-skirt dress in ivory, cyan, and pink; her shoulders bared beneath thin straps had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.		But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a sapphire gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, tiered-skirt dress in ivory, cyan, and pink; her shoulders bared beneath thin straps had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.

	Perhaps most of all, whereas Kaede absorbed the world around her through wide open lenses, Vivienne's gaze remained only two-thirds open -- her lowered eyelids combined with a wily, knowing smile gave the impression that she was always planning something.		Perhaps most of all, whereas Kaede absorbed the world around her through wide open lenses, Vivienne's gaze remained only two-thirds open -- her lowered eyelids combined with a wily, knowing smile gave the impression that she was always planning something.

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	===Chapter 11 - ~~Divine Excitation~~===		===Chapter 11 - As God Wills It===

	After seeing Cecylia off near the command cabin, Kaede left the inner camp for one of the five major dining areas inside the army's tent city. Pascal couldn't squeeze her into the full meeting today, and she had already finished her archery practice this morning. With time on her hands, Kaede decided to check up on the maid Marina instead.		After seeing Cecylia off near the command cabin, Kaede left the inner camp for one of the five major dining areas inside the army's tent city. Pascal couldn't squeeze her into the full meeting today, and she had already finished her archery practice this morning. With time on her hands, Kaede decided to check up on the maid Marina instead.
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	Cecylia found Sylviane in a dreadful state.		Cecylia entered the cabin and found Sylviane in a dreadful state.

	The Princess sat in her bed, still dressed in her silken negligee. Her hair was a mess, and her empty gaze almost despondent. It rose sharply as Cecylia entered the cabin, only to fall back to the comforter without any reaction.		The Princess sat in her bed, still dressed in her silken negligee. Her hair was a mess, and her empty gaze almost despondent. It rose sharply as Cecylia entered the cabin, only to fall back to the comforter without any reaction.
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	"...What's the point?" Sylviane's dry voice cracked. "You never listen."		"...What's the point?" Sylviane's dry voice cracked. "You never listen."

	~~The dhampir tilted her expression. ''There's some truth to that. Still...''~~

	Cecylia felt the Princess' cold hand as she took it into her fingers.		Cecylia felt the Princess' cold hand as she took it into her fingers.
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	"W-wouldn't it be better for him, for everyone... if I did?"		"W-wouldn't it be better for him, for everyone... if I did?"

	"Shouldn't that be his decision?" Cecylia pointed out. "Pascal ~~excels at looking ahead -- he~~ knows exactly how to weigh every pro against con, and his choice has always been to stay true to you."		"Shouldn't that be his decision?" Cecylia pointed out. "Pascal knows exactly how to weigh every pro against con, and his choice has always been to stay true to you."

	''...Even if he's terrible at overcoming his pride at times,'' she thought back to their conversation just minutes ago.		''...Even if he's terrible at overcoming his pride at times,'' she thought back to their conversation just minutes ago.

	"But he ~~doesn~~'t even ~~want to~~ see ~~me now. It's like he hates~~ me!" Sylviane raised her wisteria gaze at last, pupils red and dry from over a day of crying. "An why wouldn't he? ''I'm the one who ruined everything!''"		"But now he won't even see me!" Sylviane raised her wisteria gaze at last, pupils red and dry from over a day of crying. "And why wouldn't he hate me!? ''I'm the one who ruined everything!''"

	Cecylia's heart melted as she exchanged looks with her bosom friend -- a royal princess reduced to little more than a lost child. Embracing Sylviane with both arms, she pulled the depressed girl into a ~~bear~~ hug.		Cecylia's heart melted as she exchanged looks with her bosom friend -- a royal princess reduced to little more than a lost child. Embracing Sylviane with both arms, she pulled the depressed girl into a tight hug.

	"Of course he does not hate you, you silly," she added ~~lovingly~~. "Pascal might blame you for a thing or two. But after everything you've been through together -- there is no way he ''could'' hate you."		"Of course he does not hate you, you silly," she added softly. "Pascal might blame you for a thing or two. But after everything you've been through together -- there is no way he ''could'' hate you."


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	"Because let us face it," Pascal's lopsided smile expanded to a grin as he stroke her hair lovingly. "I may not be one to talk, but you have a terrible temper -- at least in the wrong moment."		"Because let us face it," Pascal's lopsided smile expanded to a grin as he stroke her hair lovingly. "I may not be one to talk, but you have a terrible temper -- at least in the wrong moment."

	Of course, Sylviane didn't ~~smiled~~ back. It wasn't that easy. But at least a semblance of her normal alertness had returned to that watery gaze as she gave a tiny nod, finally acknowledging that together, they still had a road forward.		Of course, Sylviane didn't smile back. It wasn't that easy. But at least a semblance of her normal alertness had returned to that watery gaze as she gave a tiny nod, finally acknowledging that together, they still had a road forward.

	''One step at a time,'' Pascal thought to himself as he pulled his fiancée in, almost crushing her fragile shoulders between his arms in the process.		''One step at a time,'' Pascal thought to himself as he pulled his fiancée in, almost crushing her fragile shoulders between his arms in the process.
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	"She is with ''Vivi''," Pascal emphasized. "If I get envious every time Sylv coddles a cute girl... or vice versa, I would have no end of it."		"She is with ''Vivi''," Pascal emphasized. "If I get envious every time Sylv coddles a cute girl... or vice versa, I would have no end of it."

	"Besides..." he added begrudgingly. "It's just a treatment."		"Besides..." he added begrudgingly. "It is just a treatment."

	"But..."		"But..."

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	"W-wouldn't it be better for him, for everyone... if I did?"		"W-wouldn't it be better for him, for everyone... if I did?"

	"Shouldn't that be his decision?" Cecylia pointed out. "~~Yes, the average human is an idiot who can hardly think ten years ahead. It's why we need decisive leadership, chosen by merit. But~~ Pascal excels at ~~strategizing~~ ahead -- he knows exactly how to weigh every pro against con, and his choice has always been to stay true to you."		"Shouldn't that be his decision?" Cecylia pointed out. "Pascal excels at looking ahead -- he knows exactly how to weigh every pro against con, and his choice has always been to stay true to you."

	''...Even if he's terrible at overcoming his pride at times,'' she thought back to their conversation just minutes ago.		''...Even if he's terrible at overcoming his pride at times,'' she thought back to their conversation just minutes ago.

	"~~T-then... then why..."~~		"But he doesn't even want to see me now. It's like he hates me!" Sylviane raised her wisteria gaze at last, pupils red and dry from over a day of crying. "An why wouldn't he? ''I'm the one who ruined everything!''"

	~~"Then why hasn~~'t ~~he come?" Cecylia finished the statement, eliciting the barest of nods from Sylviane.~~

	~~"Probably because he's been working himself~~ to ~~death," the dhampir sighed in a moment of sincere deception~~. ~~"He~~'s ~~just outside, actually. You know how he is, socially awkward and all. I would bet he had stopped by many times and simply didn't know what to say."~~

	~~"He doesn't say because~~ he hates me ~~now,~~" Sylviane raised her wisteria gaze at last, pupils red and dry from over a day of crying. "~~Why~~ wouldn't he? ''I ruined everything!''"

	Cecylia's heart melted as she exchanged looks with her bosom friend -- a royal princess reduced to little more than a lost child. Embracing Sylviane with both arms, she pulled the depressed girl into a bear hug.		Cecylia's heart melted as she exchanged looks with her bosom friend -- a royal princess reduced to little more than a lost child. Embracing Sylviane with both arms, she pulled the depressed girl into a bear hug.
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	"Sylv... I am sorry," he began earnestly. "I apologize..."		"Sylv... I am sorry," he began earnestly. "I apologize..."

	"Y-you can be ~~frank~~ with me, Pascal," Sylviane interjected before sniffing her stuffy nose. "I'll understand... if you're still angry with me... if..."		"Y-you can be straight with me, Pascal," Sylviane interjected before sniffing her stuffy nose. "I'll understand... if you're still angry with me... if..."

	"What? No--!"		"What? No--!"
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	What else could he say to that? When Sylviane didn't even want his forgiveness because she believed herself unworthy of it.		What else could he say to that? When Sylviane didn't even want his forgiveness because she believed herself unworthy of it.

	''Just... talk to her, earnestly,'' Cecylia's words urged him to continue.		"''Just... talk to her, earnestly,''" Cecylia's earlier words urged him to continue.

	Pascal swallowed.		Pascal swallowed.
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	Kaede was still ~~gawking~~ as Vivienne Máiréad Tromp de Winter barged into the royal cabin without even a knock, leading the familiar girl in tow with Sir Robert following behind to close the door.		Kaede was still staring as Vivienne Máiréad Tromp de Winter barged into the royal cabin without even a knock, leading the familiar girl in tow with Sir Robert following behind to close the door.

	The Samaran had met Vivienne on the way back, when the girl called out to her. But what had stunned her then continued its work even now, as Vivienne released Kaede's fingers at last, propping hand on waist to give Pascal a tilted stare.		The Samaran had met Vivienne on the way back, when the girl called out to her. But what had stunned her then continued its work even now, as Vivienne released Kaede's fingers at last, propping hand on waist to give Pascal a tilted stare.
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	''This can't be a coincidence.''		''This can't be a coincidence.''

	Kaede had no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body.		Kaede had no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body. It even explained some of the odder-than-usual looks she received when several of Sylviane's armigers first met her.

	But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, tiered-skirt dress in ivory, cyan, and pink; her shoulders bared beneath thin straps had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.		But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, tiered-skirt dress in ivory, cyan, and pink; her shoulders bared beneath thin straps had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.
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	The Landgrave was somewhat dazed himself. He merely nodded before being half-dragged out, leaving only four girls inside.		The Landgrave was somewhat dazed himself. He merely nodded before being half-dragged out, leaving only four girls inside.

	As the minutes passed, the Princess's entire body ~~had~~ slouched to a complete relaxation. The dim light in her eyes seemed to freeze solid, and at last Vivienne spread a satisfied smile.		As the minutes passed, the Princess's entire body soon slouched to a complete relaxation. The dim light in her eyes seemed to freeze solid, and at last Vivienne spread a satisfied smile.

	"It is all going to be fine, Syls," she continued to stroke Sylviane's hair. "Everything has passed. Everything is forgiven. Now... you must forgive yourself. You must look ahead, to tomorrow, to the future..."		"It is all going to be fine, Syls," she continued to stroke Sylviane's hair. "Everything has passed. Everything is forgiven. Now... you must forgive yourself. You must look ahead, to tomorrow, to the future..."
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	Another one of the vampiric attributes she inherited was the best dark-vision among all Hyperion races.		Another one of the vampiric attributes she inherited was the best dark-vision among all Hyperion races.

	"<u>Ania,</u>" she unbuttoned her familiar pouch. Out pounced a cat who soon split into a deluge of nine.		"<u>Ania,</u>" she unbuttoned her familiar pouch. Out pounced a plump cat who soon split into a deluge of nine.

	"<u>Track him,</u>" she gave the telepathic order as all nine landed and scurried off in perfect silence.		"<u>Track him,</u>" she gave the telepathic order as all nine landed and scurried off in perfect silence.

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	Meanwhile, around the corner but a cabin away, leaned a figure who was listening in.		Meanwhile, around the corner but a cabin away, leaned a figure who was listening in.

	~~''Only human'',~~ Cecylia von Falkenhausen smiled to herself as she pondered over the latest discovery, made available by just a few careless words spoken in public.		Cecylia von Falkenhausen smiled to herself as she pondered over the latest discovery, made available by just a few careless words spoken in public.

	It didn't last long though. A faint blur near the edge of her sight revealed that she wasn't the only one hidden amongst the shadows -- or in this case, trying to hide.		It didn't last long though. A faint blur near the edge of her sight revealed that she wasn't the only one hidden amongst the shadows -- or in this case, trying to hide.

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	She felt the gazes of men follow her down the main road between battalion campgrounds. Most of them appeared simply curious: her pseudo-uniform was Weichsen enough, especially with the Honorary Lieutenant rank and Knight's Cross; but her hair was clearly not that of a common human. Some of the stares, however, took on a more perverse shade, sending a repugnant taste up her throat as though she could feel the dirty thoughts they projected upon her in their minds.		She felt the gazes of men follow her down the main road between battalion campgrounds. Most of them appeared simply curious: her pseudo-uniform was Weichsen enough, especially with the Honorary Lieutenant rank and Knight's Cross; but her hair was clearly not that of a common human. Some of the stares, however, took on a more perverse shade, sending a repugnant taste up her throat as though she could feel the dirty thoughts they projected upon her in their minds.

	The worst came when she passed by the camp of a ~~battered~~ infantry battalion:		The worst came when she passed by the camp of a devastated infantry battalion:

	"Heyyyy sweetie!" a drunken soldier called out. "Yer a sight for sore eyes!"		"Heyyyy sweetie!" a drunken soldier called out. "Yer a sight for sore eyes!"

	"Wanna to do something fun?"		"Wanna to do something fun? Before the next battle kills us all?"

	"Come on, you'll enjoy it!" barked a third. "They don't call me Big Jonathan for nothing! I'll make that cute midriff feel even firmer!" He finished before the entire group began laughing.		"Come on, you'll enjoy it!" barked a third. "They don't call me Big Jonathan for nothing! I'll make that cute midriff feel even firmer!" He finished before the entire group began laughing.
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	There was no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body.		There was no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body.

	But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, ~~skirted~~ dress in ivory ~~and~~ cyan, her shoulders ~~left bare~~ had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.		But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, tiered-skirt dress in ivory, cyan, and pink; her shoulders bared beneath thin straps had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.

	Perhaps most of all, whereas Kaede absorbed the world around her through wide open lenses, Vivienne's gaze remained only two-thirds open -- her lowered eyelids combined with a wily, knowing smile gave the impression that she was always planning something.		Perhaps most of all, whereas Kaede absorbed the world around her through wide open lenses, Vivienne's gaze remained only two-thirds open -- her lowered eyelids combined with a wily, knowing smile gave the impression that she was always planning something.
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	''To a princess no less... are you KIDDING me!?''		''To a princess no less... are you KIDDING me!?''

	~~Only then did Kaede realize that her own thighs had been clenched tight, trying to ignore the faint tingling deep inside.~~


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	Outside the cabin, Pascal had come to a similar conclusion. It didn't even take that much deduction, between what Sir Robert said and the ~~faint arousal~~ now trickling across the familiar bond.		Outside the cabin, Pascal had come to a similar conclusion. It didn't even take that much deduction, between what Sir Robert said and the incredulity now trickling across the familiar bond.

	~~Unlike Kaede though, Pascal was a young man, and therefore had a much harder time trying to hide the awakening in his pants~~.

	"Why did you ask me to leave?" ~~he looked sideways at Robert, trying to sound natural as he stuffed both hands in pant pockets.~~		"Why did you ask me to leave?"

	"Because no man other than a husband should ever see a maiden..." Robert's own cheeks flushed as his tone dropped to sheepish: "Doing what Vivienne is making her do."		"Because no man other than a husband should ever see a maiden..." Robert's own cheeks flushed as his tone dropped to sheepish: "Doing what Vivienne is making her do."

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	There was no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body.		There was no doubt about it: Vivienne was the model that Pascal envisioned when he summoned Kaede into her new body.

	~~Perhaps there was some truth to his statement that he had been thinking of Sylviane after all.~~

	But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, skirted dress in ivory and cyan, her shoulders left bare had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.		But whereas Kaede had creamy-white hair and rose-quartz eyes, Vivienne had a ruby gaze beneath the long, silver-white hair that reached past her hips. Whereas Kaede wore a black-on-white pseudo-uniform reminiscent of Weichsel forces, Vivienne sat in a frilly, skirted dress in ivory and cyan, her shoulders left bare had it not been for her rabbit-fur cloak.
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	Kaede was still gawking as Vivienne ~~Éimhear~~ Tromp de Winter barged into the royal cabin without even a knock, leading the familiar girl in tow with Sir Robert following behind to close the door.		Kaede was still gawking as Vivienne Máiréad Tromp de Winter barged into the royal cabin without even a knock, leading the familiar girl in tow with Sir Robert following behind to close the door.

	The Samaran had met Vivienne on the way back, when the girl called out to her. But what had stunned her then continued its work even now, as Vivienne released Kaede's fingers at last, propping hand on waist to give Pascal a tilted stare.		The Samaran had met Vivienne on the way back, when the girl called out to her. But what had stunned her then continued its work even now, as Vivienne released Kaede's fingers at last, propping hand on waist to give Pascal a tilted stare.

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