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Aleonia had lived peacefully in Keuymia for about 4 months now. She had gotten used to the warmer weather and the hard work growing crops. It was hard work farming for her local company which had a monopoly on the region. Sweat rolled down her plain skirt, but it was all in a days work. Her parents were starting to get old and work less so she and her cousin had to work harder to provide for the family. She wonder how her extended family was doing. A branch of her family had declared a cermiersian monarchy in exile within Manalva in the far south wanting to reclaim the kingdom for themselves. She had never met them before and wondered what was to come of them. She continued the tilling of her fields and worked day and night to produce food. Then one day a letter comes to her one morning requesting that she return to cermiersia. Her, being a little confused by this request decides to turn it down. She and her family are quite happy in their new Keuymian home and don’t want to return to cermiersia. She is only 14 anyway, off by 2 years to being able to get a passport. She continues to till the plains until one day her company asks her to get some water from down by the river in order to feed the cows. She does so and part way through her trip someone begins following her. By the time she reaches the river the mysterious follower chokes her out and kidnaps her. In her diary after the event she writes.

“Everything is dark. It seemed to only last a moment. When I woke up I see strange people all surrounding me. Very scary.”

As she opened her eyes she coughed up blood. She tried to move her limbs but they were tied with a rope. She could barely wiggle much less stand up. She looked straight forward. The room was barren and cold. Quite cramped for this many people being here. Their were cracks in the walls and no paint was applied. She looked the people themselves. Black boots? Black military gear? It couldn't be. The Cermiersian MGDS commander knelt down and grabbed her face making her look up into his sunglasses gently before setting her back down.

Commander: “Do not look distressed, we are simply taking you back to your homeland.”

???:“So we take her back now?”

Commander: “Absolutely command wants her in perfect condition. Under no circumstances harm comes to her.”

She shivered at the thought of having to return back to her home. Egnar’s Cermiersia was a brutal and murderous state. They were almost as bad as the ulitarians they wanted to fight. Not almost, worse. Even if there were rumors of reform and limited democracy the place still had to be as bad as it was a long while before, especially now that his daughter was in control of the country, only the spirits know what that heinous and evil family was up to. She screamed out to the men.

Aleonia (in keuymian): “Please! Let me go! I love it in keuymia! Stop it!”

Her pleads met depth ears. The men quickly did their work, she was picked up and loaded into a helicopter over a peaceful town, who thought it was simply another one of those new technologies. She was obscured by a peace of cloth so no one could even know what had happened to her. The helicopter soon took of into the sky leaving the small keuymian village in the dust. In this time Aleonia took to crying out pleads to go back home which were routinely rejected. Soon they just forcibly wrapped a cloth around her mouth to stop hearing it, as even the engine of the helicopter failed to stop her wailing. All she could do was cry as the cermiersian soldiers slowly whizzed her away from the life she made out in keuymia.

Scauna, day 68, MGDS strike force landing, Mariline, Deposit of Heir to first monarchy Aleonia

The fans of the helicopter kicked up dust near the national military base just outside Mariline. The old stone structure had been lasting almost 40 years without cleaning so it made sense that it would accumulate so much dust during this time was an often used joke among the soldiers who garrisoned it. The interior of the base was brand new and hosted supplies to manage the newly constructed tank fleet. It was painted pure black and thus was visible easily from above, not that Aleonia got to see it tied down and restrained to her position. It was almost sunset by now giving the building a massively contrasting look to the surroundings of the area. The strange men grabbed her and carried her down from the helicopter and set her down on the concrete. A military transport truck drove up and she was loaded up into a Nerbierson transport truck and was secured via a rope to the truck. The roads were being repaired after a truck accident a few weeks ago so it was necessary to secure her in as the ride was bumpy. Everything on the truck bumped up and down constantly sliding goods to both sides of the truck. They all had to be tided down as well. But eventually they got onto cermiersian highways and the ride was pretty smooth from there. It was a small drive through the forest highways and then through the rough and concrete buildings of Mariline. Eventually their target destination was reached. A large modernist looking building with glass windows stood out above all other buildings within the city. It was larger than any other building that came before it and could house way more than the family it was supposed to, saying that only one person officially lived in it. The soldiers took of the cloth on Aleonia body, took the fabric of her mouth, and untied her. She knew the building perfectly well. She immediately tried to wrestle herself away from the soldiers but it was to no avail.

Aleonia (in keuymian): “Noo! Get me away from here.”

She tried to kick and punch the guards away from her but she was quickly restrained and forced to walk forward. With the mild encouragement of the guards she was escorted into the building and was taken up the stairs. Her captors made her take every frustrating step towards the meeting room of the building. At last after hours of a brutal journey she was taken all the way to the meeting room where Moramia already stood. Aleonia was forcibly sat down and made to endure Moramia’s words. The guards then proceeded to leave the room leaving the two of them alone.

Moramia (in Keuymian): “Well it i-”
Aleonia: “Please! Why did you take me here!”

Moramia: “Well that was quite rude of you.”

Aleonia proceeds to them get up from her cushion seat and begins to start backing away from Moramia fearfully.

Moramia: “Do not bother, my sentinels will easily re-apprehend you.”

Aleonia sits back down thoroughly angered.

Moramia: “Worry not, I’m sure you trust us to keep you in good hands.”

Aleonia: “Why did you bring me back to your horrid kingdom?”

Moramia: “Your quite more angry than usual, I thought you were a happy fellow?”

Aleonia: “…”

Aleonia begins sobbing and whipping her tears.

Aleonia: “Please, just answer my inquiries.”

Moramia: “Very well then, I shall grant your current desire. I simply wish to allow you back into this wonderful country, of course you would not come willingly, so I chose more… forceful options.”

Aleonia: Sniffle,”Why do you need me though? I’m just an ordinary hard working girl.”

Moramia: “If you mean ordinary by being as important as the rest of the keuymian population, absolutely not. You are the heir to this country's strongest dynasty. Well I mean your parents could work but they have no desire towards the throne. You on the other hand have often times considered trying to coup me..”

Aleonia: “I-I said no to them!”

Moramia: “...That is quite what I don’t want. You see I am quite evidently a despised women. My actions have no always awarded me with admiration or friendship. I have already been attacked and kidnapped on many occasions by foreign and domestic forces within cermiersia. I am the last of my family line. I am planning on having a child, however of course children are long and require massive amounts of effort. In fact there is a considerable chance of my child getting kidnapped themselves. However despite the irony of the whole kidnapping situation to you I can assure you that you are not as hated as me.”

Aleonia: “Wait… you want me to join the royal family? Two dynasties at the same time?”

Moramia: “Do not get me wrong, I will still hold absolute power, but if I die heiress the nation cannot be left without a monarch. You a direct descendant of Lvianal the great are an absolutely spectacular candidate. If I were to have an unfortunate demise you could work as an heir to the throne, you could be ready in about… say… two years.”

Aleonia: “...N-No! I couldn’t! I just want to be an ordinary girl with an ordinary life! I don’t want to get involved in complicated cermiersian politics. I want to go home to my family! I want to farm for the corporation there! I just want to be left alone!”

Moramia: “I’m afraid you do not have any choice in the matter. I could easily execute you for how stubborn you are being but I have infinite patience and mercy. Speaking of your family I have something to say about them.”

Aleonia: “Please… don’t…”

Moramia: “They will be arriving here shortly. Not forcefully of course… just threateningly…”

Aleonia: “They wouldn’t, they said they would never go back to this cursed place!”

Moramia: “Oh, they will. I threatened I would kill you if they didn’t I’m sure they will be arriving… shortly.”

The stress of being within this situation slowly and slowly compounded. Her being forced into the life of a royal family, with the possibility of her even being a monarch. That with the threat of her family being forcibly moved from the life they loved and being possibly imprisoned. This was to much for her fragile and weak heart. Aleonia felt a massive pain in her heart, she grabbed the region of her chest corresponding to her heart before collapsing onto the floor.

Ciridon National Hospital, day 69, Mariline, Major hospitalization of Heir to first monarchy Aleonia.

Aleonia awoke staring straight at the ceiling. She could barely remember even what had happened to her and why she was here. The Cermiersian military doctors walking up to her quickly broke her out of her fantasy. She was in Cermiersia, of course, something she never wanted to do in a thousand years. She quickly sprung up from her bed and looked around the room to the shock of the military doctors. The thing was she was never born in Cermiersia. Her cousin was as she fled after her parents were murdered by egnar for plotting against him. But Aleonia herself was keuymian and technically couldn’t qualify for Cermiersian citizenship as she didn’t even know the language nor was a believer in Skirjisonism. Despite this Moramia was forcing her to take on a task she had no place of being a part of. The military doctors were persistent at poking and prodding her, asking her constant questions about how she felt and what she was doing. They were persistent and refused to let any question be unanswered. She ended up giving odd responses in order to drive the doctors of of her. After a long while of excruciating testing and medications she walked out of her room at least a small bit disoriented. Soon a pair of watchmen proceed to… energetically escort her out of the building. They also make sure to deliver the message that Moramia is a little bit disappointed in her weakness and her passing out. She is soon forced out from the hospital into an armored car by the armed guards. As she drives she gets a beautiful look at the Cermiersian countryside, there is no denying cemiersia is a beautiful country. It isn't novoblupia level parks, nor any parks, just neat little forests that stretch out for miles. As they drive down the mostly empty six lane roads with railways to match she gets a sense of a land so beautiful yet so cursed to be under this dark fate. She pauses a bit to pray for the goddesses of the Jaska religion of keuymia to hope for them to bring her safety. She soon drives again along the streets of Mariline, through the countryside, and then eventually to an old structure recently revamped. The old imperial palace of Cermiersia. Nicknamed “The great lodge.” The Imperial Palace was left to rust after the collapse of the Cermier Kingdom however the cermiersian government had made sure to refurbish it in the nick of time to house the returning royal family. They soon arrived and parked their car before the guards escorted her to the building and left her in front of it. The only thing the poor girl could do was gulp at her new fate. She guards walked her into the massive thing. She looked at the polished wood and the magnificent furbishes that were provided to her. It was the life her family was destined to have, and the life she most despised.