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Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 27, 2020 13:34:34 GMT -6
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Mikoto seemed to soften a little, and Garnet felt like she was making progress. She had almost forgotten that Mikoto had been sent by Kuja, and this quest to try and help Mikoto find herself, to find something that made her comfortable expressing herself, was something that Garnet had to admit she was enjoying a little. It was good to see Mikoto coming out of her shell a little, and if Garnet was entirely honest, it was quite nice to get a chance to be an ordinary girl for a change. Yes, Garnet was something of an expert in cosmetics, she was a queen and a former princess, of course she was, but this kind of 'girly' shopping, looking for a new look for somebody, it was actually something she had rarely experienced, she had always kept the same look, even on the road, and she was enjoying it a little.
She smiled lightly when Mikoto panicked that her face might be pink. Somebody else might have laughed, but Garnet had made enough naive mistakes when she had first left Alexandria not to mock her for the simple misunderstanding. "No, Mikoto, your face won't be pink. But we can use shades of pink to give it subtle pink highlights. Your lips could be pink, for example, and you could have a soft pink blush so your cheeks are tinted pink. You could even have pink eye-shadow if you wanted. You see how my eyelids are slightly darker than my skin tone? That's make-up as well. You could have yours pink, if you wished," she suggested as they walked. "Have you thought about nail polish?" she asked, before realising it might require a little more explanation. "It's... paint for your fingernails. Look, like mine," she removed her leather glove, revealing her manicured, pink nails beneath, still as they were during her duties as Queen. "We could do that to your nails if you'd like," she suggested cheerfully.
Garnet stopped outside the shop Mikoto had found, and looked inside. "Yes, this looks like a good place to start," Garnet smiled. "Now, our first job is finding you a base foundation that matches your skin tone. I... always had stylists in the castle, and I cannot remember a time when I did not know my skin shade, but I once heard one of my handmaidens discussing, and they said an excellent trick is to try the powder on the back of your hand. If it matches your skin tone, then you shall know that it's right for your face. So let's see what we can find," Garnet said, the previous tensions gone as she led Mikoto inside. She had to admit, she was definitely enjoying herself...
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 27, 2020 12:55:19 GMT -6
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(How much gil you... got?)
Garnet filed the strange phrase away for later analysis. Even after all of her travels, she hadn't quite gotten used to every slang option, particularly some of Amarant's choices. Oh, she was quite happy with contractions, and even plenty of slang, but she still got slightly confused when people seemed to intentionally make grammatical mistakes. She had never wanted to ask why that was. Maybe it wasn't intentional. Garnet had to admit, she doubted she could imagine Amarant getting private tutoring when he was growing up. She understood now that wasn't a luxury that everybody had (although she perhaps hadn't been aware of that at first, which was slightly embarrassing), but she still somehow imagined that her companions had been taught basic English. It seemed that in Amarant's case, he hadn't.
"I should have enough gil for some potions and a tent," she said uncertainly, counting her coin purse. "I arrived in my gown from the play, and managed to sell it for a small sum, but I am... beginning to run low. I think if we don't find a way home soon, I may have to extend my healing abilities to make some coin. I'm sure there are plenty of adventurers around here that could use some healing," she suggested thoughtfully.
She nodded when he pointed out the urgency. "You're right. We should leave as soon as possible. I'll give you the gil for the extra tent, and go and secure myself a weapon and potions, and ether if they sell it," Garnet was less concerned about potions, given her own healing ability, but running out of magical power was much more of a concern when on the road. And she still didn't want to have to carry a tent. "How much do you need for a second tent?" she asked, beginning to count out gil. It occurred to her that Amarant could just run off with it, but if she couldn't trust him with a few coins she certainly couldn't trust him with her life on the journey...
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 27, 2020 11:22:28 GMT -6
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Garnet listened to Fratley's faith in her, but she wondered where it had come from. She always wondered. She often lost sleep over it, less so now, but while on their journey, about the danger and the risk she'd dragged people through. So many of them had journeyed by her side because of her, to help her face her demons, to help her learn her powers, so much had happened because of her, even if it wasn't her fault, and every day she questioned herself as to how and why she deserved so many people fighting for her. Even after they knew she wasn't really a princess, even after Alexandria's horrible crimes, they had stood by her. When she had first left Alexandria, she had thought Zidane was treating her like a child, like somebody too innocent for the world, who needed protection. She understood that she was naive, that she was sheltered, but it felt like no matter what she did to prove herself, he thought she had no idea what she was doing and would never take her seriously.
But she had been wrong. That hadn't been it at all. People cared for her. They looked out for her, where ever she went. Often it felt like she was getting special treatment, sometimes she thought it was because they thought she was weak, and she couldn't fight for herself; Freya wouldn't need protection or support like she did, but as time went on, she liked to think it was something more than that. It was friendship. She still wasn't sure what she had done to earn such enduring friendship, but there wasn't a day that went past in which she didn't treasure it.
"Thank you. Your words are... too kind," Garnet smiled lightly, with a slight bow.
Fortunately, at least to stop Garnet feeling so awkward, Fratley moved onto business, asking what she knew. She paused for just a moment, frowning a little as she thought how to piece it all together. "I know some things. Mikoto is here, but she said that she cannot sense Zidane in this city. However, she seems to have allied herself with Kuja, so I do not know if she was speaking truthfully. I met Amarant, but he said he had encountered both myself and Zidane at a beach, and yet, I had no memory of that event, and we could not locate him there either. Eiko is also here, but she had no news," Garnet outlined. The memory loss was perhaps the most alarming thing to her. It suggested that an entire world could have passed and they wouldn't know about it. She wished she understood what it all meant, but she couldn't even begin to speculate...
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 26, 2020 15:45:15 GMT -6
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Garnet was startled by the hug at first. Hugs had never been a common expression of love to Garnet, even if she had craved the contact, even back when her father was alive. But she thought that the day of his funeral might have been the last time she had ever been hugged until she met Zidane. Princesses didn't get hugs, certainly once they were teenagers they didn't, and definitely not in public, anyway, and she had nobody left to give them in private. It was even worse now that she was a Queen.
But she wasn't just a Queen. She was eighteen, she was alone, she had been reunited with the love of her life and then lost him all over again, she had come face to face with her mother's murderer and had nowhere to go and no place to call home. And so, for a brief moment, she let herself not be a Queen, and instead, retreated into Fratley's arms, burying her face in his chest for a moment and letting the world pass around her, for a moment feeling safe and hidden from everything.
She broke off the hug afterwards, and smiled up at Fratley, appreciation for the gesture written all over her face. "Thank you. I think I needed that," she confessed after a moment. She turned away for a moment, hands back on her pendant, as she thought about what Fratley had said.
"After all this time, all these adventures, I still... don't understand what I did to earn such wonderful friends. I owe them all my life, so many times over..." she turned back, forcing herself to release the pendant and stop the nervous gesture. "...and I don't just mean that they saved it. I mean... that without them, I'm... not sure who I'd be, but I'm sure I wouldn't be the person I grew into. I'd have... led some meaningless life, some shallow, naive... little royal who never knew anything about the outside world..." she said with a sigh. "And every time I was in danger, every time I thought I was alone, they were there for me. They risked their lives for me, even when I couldn't do the same for them. I'm not sure I'll ever understand why they were so willing to fight for me, but... I will never ever forget it. I love them all," she said, and she managed a small smile.
"You know, I was raised a princess, in a castle, I was surrounded by perfect luxury... I could have had anything I wanted... but I think... even though all those horrible things happened, even though it was frightening and intense and stressful, I think travelling with Freya, with Zidane, with the others, was the only time in my life I was truly happy," she admitted somewhat awkwardly. She paused, and decided best to move on.
"Sorry, I'm... reflecting on things. I shouldn't live in the past. We need to keep moving forward. Amarant, Eiko and Mitiko are all here as well, so there is a good chance Freya is too. This world seems to not have... as much variety in people as Gaia, so hopefully finding another Burmecian will be easier," she suggested, trying to focus instead on the current affairs than her past. It was the way Zidane had taught her to think, the way she had got through her trauma. To focus on the present, and not the past. To keep moving forward, and let go of those things she couldn't change.
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 26, 2020 0:31:36 GMT -6
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"I hope that I can, Sir Fratley," Garnet nodded when he confirmed his belief in her. Technically, she had trained her entire life to be Queen, to fulfil promises and make diplomatic relations, but only once she took the position had she realised how unprepared she was. Sometimes she wondered if her mother had ever intended for her to take the crown; she wasn't the real Garnet Til Alexandros after all. Had her mother always known she was a summoner? Had she been raised for the slaughter always? No, she couldn't believe that. She wouldn't. She remembered her mother as loving and kind before the loss of her father. Before Kuja. She was unprepared because how could you ever be prepared? She had been, and still was, young to become a Queen, and she had spent her life focusing on what it meant to be a princess, not a ruler. Sometimes she felt so lost. She knew that she was lucky to have advisers who were loyal to her side in Dr Tot, Beatrix and Steiner, but she still felt incredibly out of her depth. Especially with the shattered legacy she had been left.
"The honour is all mine, Sir Fratley," she said with a bow. "Did Freya ever tell you what she did for me? I was... in Lindblum, when the news of the invasion of Burmecia came. I... couldn't believe it, and I tricked everybody into eating sleeping weed so that I could escape and return to Alexandria alone, believing that there had just been a misunderstanding. That if I could only talk to my mother, that I could clear everything up. I honestly... I just didn't believe she could be capable of such an act," Garnet began to explain, a sad, wistful look on her face as she recalled how naive, how foolish, she had been, and yet still remembering the hope. The desperate belief she had wanted to feel, and the heartbreak at realising she was wrong. "Of course... I was wrong, and my mother took me prisoner, and ripped from me my Eidolons. It was that power she used to destroy Cleyra. I... was very ill after they had been taken from me, and my mother... she was going to kill me," Garnet went on to explain. "But Freya came with Zidane and Vivi to Alexandria to rescue me. My mother had just decimated her home, annihilated her people, and destroyed their last refuge. She had every reason in the world to leave me to die. I was the daughter of the woman who had taken everything from her. Surely letting me die would have been a small piece of justice for her..."
Garnet shook her head. "But she didn't even consider it. Not for a moment. She came to rescue me. She helped to save my life. And when... When my mother sent her forces to prevent our escape, she stayed behind. To allow my escape. I... She should have hated me," Garnet eyes wandered to the dusty ground, her pendant turning over and over in her hands as she fiddled awkwardly. "She should have hated me. I was the daughter of her enemy, my power had been used to destroy Cleyra, but not only did she come for me... When I had to escape, when I was too weak to fight for myself, she stayed behind and covered my escape. She even fought alongside Beatrix, just for me, despite... Everything Beatrix had done to her. She gave up everything, she was willing to give up her life, just for me..." Garnet trailed off, and closed her eyes for a moment to recenter herself. She looked up at Fratley, the pendant falling from her hands. "So, believe me, Sir Fratley, when I say that it will always be my honour and privilege to call Freya and all those close to her my friends. There is nothing I can ever do that will repay her bravery and kindness," she explained, still feeling that her words to express her feelings were terribly inadequate.
The touch on her shoulder was pleasant. Most people were fairly stand-offish with a Queen, and physical contact was something she didn't get much in her day to day life. She missed it. On the road it had been different, with Zidane, it had been different, and she would be lying if she said she didn't want a hug. She smiled softly back up at Fratley. "You're right. I'm sure they will come. Your lost memory and Zidane's apparent death didn't stop them. Simply being on another world will not even slow them down," she smiled weakly, knowing that it was more of a wish that her words be true than any kind of realistic hope.
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 25, 2020 16:01:33 GMT -6
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Garnet allowed herself a smile when Jessie agreed with her assessment of why she had always found tragedy in theatre so important. She wasn't sure that Jessie could ever truly understand, Garnet wasn't sure she understood herself, although she did now feel she had more of a clue than she had once had. She wondered if a childhood feeling so lonely, so sad, was because on some level she remembered being in Madain Sari, she remembered having a family and village and community, and all of that had gone. Her mind just hadn't been able to fully grasp it. Maybe it had been her mind trying to tell her. Trying to force her to remember. Even now it was hazy. She knew she had lost her birth mother and father, and she could remember images, and small details, but so very little. She realised that she might never truly understand what she had lost, or who she had once been...
She listened with rapt attention however as Jessie explained where she had come from. It most definitely didn't sound like Gaia, or indeed Terra, but it was interesting that Jessie couldn't seem to recall. So far, Garnet had met others displaced from their worlds, but they all knew where they came from. Had Jessie forgotten over time? Was that Garnet's destiny? The more time she spent in Zephron, the more her home would slip away? Would she forget Alexandria? Zidane?
She couldn't think about it. She wouldn't let that happen. She forced herself to focus on Jessie. "It sounds like a strange place, but I am sure that you will see it again some day," Garnet nodded confidently. "This... isn't the first time I've travelled between worlds. There's always a way back. I'm sure, if you want it, one day you can find it. Although... you seem rather comfortable here," she remarked, aware that Jessie seemed, well, happy. Could Garnet one day find such happiness there?
Not without Zidane, she thought. But if he did come there, if he did arrive... Would she still want to return to Alexandria? Or could she settle here, as Dagger, forever?
She decided not to dwell on it now. "I suppose you are correct, I should write it down. It's the greatest play ever written! It can't be lost to time," Garnet smiled, admitting defeat. "Especially if you lost your memories. If the same happens to me, the play might be lost forever, and Lord Avon's work deserves to live on."
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 25, 2020 15:48:05 GMT -6
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The moment that passed was tense, and Garnet felt her heart skip several beats. Fratley was, quite rightfully, angry, it seemed, and she wondered if she had misjudged in telling him who she truly was. She had presumed that Freya would have already told him about herself and her dual identities, but now she wondered if she was mistaken, and for a moment worried that Fratley might want to take revenge.
Fortunately, it passed a moment later, and it was revealed that Fratley was every part the noble warrior and kind soul Freya herself was. Although her stomach knotted again when he said that he could not forgive Alexandria. She was its Queen now, and she had to try and make right the sins of the kingdom's past. She paused, hesitating for a moment, her royal presence disappearing into a nervous fiddling of the pendant around her neck. She had no idea what to say. "I promise you, Sir Fratley, on my return, I will dedicate my life to restoring the relationship our nations once had. Alexandria will never again me an engine of war. What my people did... They... did because of manipulation and trickery. They were victims of Kuja as much as anybody else, and... they suffered for it. So many lives were lost on all sides..." she shook her head sadly. "All I wish is for peace between all of our nations. We were all victims of a great evil, and... I hope that one day... I know that Alexandria cannot be forgiven, but... I hope that they can be a friend again. I hope... you can trust in my heart to do the right thing, for all the people of Gaia," she said awkwardly. It was her intention, of course. She would never again allow Alexandria's troops to march to war against other nations. She would, and already had, sent aid to help Burmecia and Lindblum rebuild, but it would never be enough. Alexandria's dark shadow would extend for centuries. She realised her kingdom might never escape the shadow that Kuja had left behind...
When he spoke again, she shook her head and gave him a kind smile. "Please, Sir Fratley, no companion of Freya Crescent need ever call me 'your Majesty'. To you, I am no Queen. Only a friend. It may have begun as an alias, but those close to me, those I treasure most, call me 'Dagger', and it would do me a great honour if you would join them," she offered with a smile. It wasn't quite true, of course, Beatrix and Steiner still called her by her title, but she imagined Steiner wouldn't be able to call her anything but 'your Majesty' if his life depended on it. She was still surprised he had managed to adapt from shrieking 'your Highness!' every few moments to her new title.
"I am sorry to hear that Freya is missing. Zidane is also missing, so I understand your longing. I hope you're right, and that they're both out there somewhere," she said gently. Oh, how she hoped he was right. Maybe if Fratley found Freya, it meant that there'd be hope for her finding Zidane too.
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 25, 2020 15:21:57 GMT -6
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Garnet was struggling, it was true, to explain herself to Mikito, and she was aware that she was doing a terrible job of it. She saw Mitiko's tail swish, and she knew that swish. Zidane's tail did it sometimes, usually whenever Steiner was talking, and she knew what it meant. She was annoying Mikito. Garnet wasn't sure how, she was trying her best to explain, she just... had never thought she'd meet someone who didn't immediately hate Kuja, who didn't immediately understand his evil... Even the Black Mages seemed to know, even if they chose to follow him again for a while. Maybe Garnet felt annoyed too. She hoped her poise hid it better. She was well trained in hiding her emotions, after all. When she had to...
Luckily, Mikito didn't ask further questions, and let that conversation die, and instead, she asked about love. It was another thing Garnet never thought she'd have to explain, but at least this was something positive. She paused for a moment, trying to work out how to explain it to Mikito. "Love is... all those things... but so much more," Garnet said, with a wistful, almost lost smile. "Love is... when you... want to spend the rest of your life with someone. When that someone makes you smile, when you think of them all the time, when... you feel safe in their arms and they make you laugh and..." she shook her head and gave a wistful smile, " ...no matter how infuriating or childish they can be, you know they believe in you, and you believe in them, and you... want to be by their side, forever..." It was obvious, of course, who she was speaking about. "Love is when the thought of being apart from someone hurts you, when the thought of being with them brings you joy, when you cry when they're gone and you want to hold them tightly and never let them go when they return..." Her face looked sad and distant for a moment, as she thought of Zidane holding her in his arms, and her sobbing against his chest. And how now they were apart again. "Love is... It's a feeling, Mikito. A feeling that... you just, know, when you feel it. I'm... not sure I can ever explain... Not really..." She smiled wistfully again, having to blink back watering eyes. "It's... It's when somebody means everything to you. More than the whole world. When... they're all you think about... When they make you happy... Ugh, I don't know," she shook her head, and blinked the tears away. A lifetime reading romantic plays and her feelings for Zidane, and she still couldn't explain it properly to Mikito. "It's when you miss somebody more than anything... That much I know. Like... I miss... Zidane..." she admitted awkwardly.
She smiled a little and giggled when Mikito said she had just thought Garnet was 'made' that way, with the make-up already on her face. "I suppose I should be glad you have not seen me in the morning, then," she smiled lightly. Garnet didn't like to think of herself as vain, but she had spent a lifetime with the reputation as the most beautiful princess in all of Gaia, and she did perhaps when they were travelling, get up a little early to make sure her make-up was done and her hair was presentable before Zidane woke up, so, yes, perhaps she had a small piece of vanity within her... "Well, yes, Mikito, that's... wonderful," Garnet tried to smile. She still didn't like this news had come from Kuja, but she was glad that Mikoto had found something she liked. "I like hair ribbons too, see?" she lifted her hair around to show off the blue ribbon she had tied at the bottom of her long hair, holding it together, albeit not particularly well. Being at the bottom of her hair, its purpose was far more decorative and impractical than having it higher up, but she liked it nevertheless. "Well, if your heart is set, let me help you," Garnet smiled, following along beside her, although she wasn't sure why. It felt natural to leave Mikoto. She obviously didn't like Garnet, and had no need for her to be there. But she was Zidane's sister. Zidane would want to know she was safe. And Garnet wanted to help. "So, we need to pick your shade. You usually use a base powder, or foundation, to cover your skin and smooth out any blemishes. It also stops your skin being shiny, but you want to try and pick one that is the same as your natural skin tone, or it will be obvious you're wearing it. The idea is that it's subtle and looks natural. You probably need a shade darker than me," Garnet explained as she walked along side. "And then we can add some colour! I'd assume that you would choose pink, yes?" she asked. "I'm guessing it's your favourite colour."
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 25, 2020 14:46:00 GMT -6
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It was funny how much Selene reminded Garnet of, well, herself. Maybe not herself these days, maybe not Dagger, but she certainly reminded Garnet of the Princess Garnet who had once run away from Alexandria, had no idea how to speak to the people of Dali, and had thought Oglops were kind of cute. Well, actually, she still did and she didn't really see what all the fuss was about, but maybe the fact her Uncle Cid had been one for a significant amount of time influenced her there. Either way, the point was, she felt she understood Selene, who seemed gentle, confused, and alone.
She understood the girl's confusion about where they were. Garnet had the same confusion herself, but had perhaps adapted a little better, given she had experience travelling between worlds. At least, she liked to think she had. She had felt just as much, if not more, a fish out of water than Selene when she arrived, but she liked to think she had some experience travelling as well. She was an adventurer as well now, wasn't she? "It sounds as if you arrived here as I did. As many others I have spoken to did. I... do not think this is the same world as the one from which you hailed..." she tried to explain gently. "I have... travelled between worlds before. I know that it is possible. I don't know what brought us here, but I'm sure that whatever it was, it can be reversed. Last time, my friends and I found a way back to our world. I'm sure that we can this time too," she said, hoping it was reassuring. Hoping that her words were true. Too many people here seemed to believe that they were stranded there forever, but Garnet had seen travel between worlds. She knew it was possible...
The girl seemed happy to shop, although she worried about gil. Truthfully, Garnet was having to count her coin too. She wasn't particularly short, her royal jewellery had fetched a fine price, but it still felt odd to have to worry about and count money when she'd never been exceptionally concerned before. She was, however, momentarily confused by the phrase.
(...Window shopping?)
Luckily, Garnet was fairly adapt these days at at least spotting when a phrase was slang, and not to be taken literally, even if she didn't quite understand it. At least, she hoped it wasn't literal. She didn't particularly want to shop for windows. It sounded quite dull and she wasn't sure what made one window different from any other. Surely the glass was the same in all of them...
"I'm still attempting to buy equipment," Garnet admitted. "I... did not exactly arrive here in practical garb," she smiled sheepishly, thinking just what Selene might have thought if she had seen her arrive her gigantic frock. Still, Garnet didn't really think of buying additional clothes. Strangely enough, given that she had been a literal princess, she didn't find clothes shopping particularly thrilling. She supposed she had always owned enough clothes to dress an army of royalty, and never really had to think about going out to purchase more, and once she was travelling, her only concern had been keeping her outfit clean, not what she chose to wear...
Post by Garnet Til Alexandros XVII on Aug 24, 2020 16:10:57 GMT -6
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When Faris explained how his disguise was not a disguise at all, but who he truly was, Garnet looked on in shock, but with obvious admiration upon her face. The thought of a princess running away to be a sailor was almost unfathomable to her; she had her entire life planned out for her for as long as she could remember, vague memories of Madain Sari not withstanding. And yes, she had her adventure and it had been so many things, and she had grown as a person immeasurably because of it, but she still felt like under it all, under the experience and the adventure and the person she had become, she was still inescapably a princess. Not even a Queen. That word stuck with her and followed her around. She was a princess. She would always be a princess. But Faris? Faris had somehow escaped that destiny, and become a swashbuckling hero. It would have been like finding out Zidane had once been a princess (a thought she immediately regretted having). It baffled her, but the potential was quite exciting too.
"I'm sorry, I assumed... you were trying to hide your heritage," Garnet admitted after a moment. "But I think I understand. When I first left my castle... my mother, my own kingdom, guards, even magical beings... they were all looking for me, and I didn't wish to be found. I took the name 'Dagger' as a disguise. But... somehow... Dagger became something else," she said, stopping for a moment. She turned away, because it was easier when she was having such thoughts, fiddling intently with her pendant as she tended to do when she felt shy or nervous. "Dagger could be brave and bold when Garnet was only shy. Dagger was an adventurer. Dagger saw such sights and learned so much because of her friends. Sometimes, even now, I think I'm more Dagger than Garnet..." she said, before turning back with a slightly sheepish smile. "I think, if I had the choice, if... I didn't have the responsibility I had, and you asked me, if I would rather be a Queen or Dagger, and journey forever with my friends, adventuring all over the world, I would choose Dagger. Every time."With Zidane by my side."But unfortunately, it wasn't to be. Not... at least, until I came here, to this world. I still don't know how I got here, but..." she sighed, and smiled. "I'm sure you've heard such stories by now, if you haven't experienced it yourself. It seems everybody here has..."
"You must tell me your story!" she suddenly said with excitement. "How did you become a sailor? I spent my life in a castle. I never knew the outside world until I finally fled to try and stop my mother's schemes. But... you must have seen so much from a young age! It's a life I could never have imagined for a princess. I would love to hear about it!" she beamed enthusiastically.
"Oh, but I like speaking like this," Garnet smiled when she mentioned about hiding her tongue. It was true, Garnet did. It felt.. somehow more in touch with the people around her. And she took a little joy, yes, from having mastered it so (in her opinion, anyway). Of course, to most people, she still sounded a little stiff and formal, but by Garnet's standards, she was positively lax. "I had... some difficulty being taken seriously at first... or so I felt, but I would never have thought to disguise myself as a man," she admitted. Faris seemed to agree that a male disguise wasn't a particularly great thing Garnet would be able to pull off, nor would she want to, and instead moved on to talk about her sister.
The way she spoke of her sister made Garnet smile. That admiration, that love... Garnet had that admiration for her friends, but... not for her family. She loved her mother, even after all she had done, even though she was gone, but... at the same time, she could never look up to her. Not the way Faris looked up to her sister. "Your sister sounds truly wonderful," Garnet smiled. "I... don't think I can quite live up to her reputation. I... have made some selfish and silly decisions in my time. Even now... there's... a tiny part of me, that's glad to be here. To be Dagger again. If I could find... Zidane... my travelling companion, I am not sure I'd ever want to return to Alexandria. I could... continue this journey forever. But... my Kingdom... needs me," she hesitated again. "See? Selfish. I'm sorry if that disappoints. Your sister sounds incredible. I hope I can meet her some day,"
