"You Holiness, how Blessed it is to see you again" Said the Former Prince of the Ottava Kingdom, since it has been reformed to a Republic, and that he had also changed his name to Alric Skyhall.

It has been around three years; the Republic has completely settled, and the people are happy and satisfied the Cla.s.s system was destroyed and people are equal. Normally this would be possible and done this quickly but, with the help of suggestion. Claris somehow managed, it was a close call in come case but now things are settled, and the people are ready to band together for anything.

Since things worked out this well, and they People could easily manage themselves. She didn't have to get involved to settled problems.

Writing the Bible that the Krirran religion, gave the people enough guidance to work things out themselves.

Such independence, such Bliss and she didn't even have to work that hard. Its it wonderful to be lazy but still make progress.

"Alric have far you the countries affairs."

"Splendid, any problems we face have slowly settled and the entire country is has been converted. The blessing of the G.o.ddess sure is amazing. After they started to Pry, the Land was purified and harvest where bountiful. Building where in finished in mere days, Knowledge is being freely spread, no more starvation no more poverty, Supporting each other…..Truly, the Blessings of the G.o.ddess."

Claris smiled "However, you would not come here if didn't need to inform me of something."

"Yes, your Holiness, I have come to report two things. One is the Vermillion King…"

Claris paused for a moment "And what of the King"

"He seemed to have fallen into depression, we suspect his memories of his oldest daughter has returned. And had has fallen into regret. The Second Princess was forced out of the castle and it seems a Civil war may start, although there aren't any signs currently but with the corrupt n.o.bles of the Vermillion Empire wanting a puppet King they may Act." Alric tone was getting serious.

"I worry, your Holiness, the King although ruthless is still able to bear love and regret. Would the G.o.ddess be so Kind as to accept him before he falls further into despair." Alric pleaded.

Claris at the mention of her father was reminded of the viciousness, and him sending her to death unjustly without mercy. Even if he had repented should she forgive his actions, how tormented her before then and then sent her to death. No, she is not that Kind, she cannot forgive as she cannot forget.

The Vermillion Empire tossed her away as if she was trash, her 'supposed' happy memories are no longer happy but ones filled with foolish naivety.

She no longer loves that place she once called home; her heart is only filled with resentment for it.

"You Holiness" Alric said in shock as he saw Tears fall from, he couldn't see her eyes because of the Veil she wears. Alric was unable to tell if her tears where of sadness, Joy, or any other emotion.

"Sir, Alric, is there any other News you bring me other than this."

"Yes, we have found the Nomadic tribe of Gra.s.sia. They do indeed have a connection with the celestial dragons and are willing to help us communicate with them."

"Where they unenthusiastic at first?"

"Yes, But the Medallion that you lent to Follower Pie, made them eager to met you."

Claris held out her hand, Alric eyes brighten as he kneeled and eagerly took it. She reached down and touched his foreheads with her own. She scanned through his memories and got the just of the place. Before they both disappeared.

Claris looked around the followers nearby dropped to their kneels when they saw her.

"Your Holiness, May the blessing of the G.o.ddess be with you." They said in union.

"As you are" Claris said, and they stood up their hands over their hearts with a slight bow before continuing to work.

"This way your Holiness" Alric lead her away, Claris glanced left and right to see the joyful faces as they worked, feeding chickens, light conversations and jokes, Selling Cheaply beautiful items. This was far into the countryside of the Krirrian republic.

Across the way was a beautiful field in which the nomadic Grissia Tribe favors the most. Ahead of her was a bamboo bridge being built by the villagers, both men, women and children were working in harmony.

It was looking quite beautiful already

Coming to a low hill, Claris saw tents, and what seemed to be the people of the Grissia tribe waiting for her. Towards the side she saw one of Alric's men off to the side with a smile. The tribe' people has the appearance of Dark green hair or Light Silver and Amber Eyes or Violet. These features are unique to the Grissia Tribe.

"Young Lady welcome to the Grissia Tribe." Said the elder who looked like the chief, with a smile "This Medallion is of our tribe; you people here have explained that it belongs to you. May I ask where you have gotten this?" The elder cut straight to the point.

Form their Faces she could tell that the people where weary.

"It was token from my mother before her pa.s.sing, she had died in childbirth" Claris removed her veil. "My father has told me I have her appearance and both of their appearance. As such my Left eyes is aqua like his and my right eye is Violet like hers. My hair is also a mixture of silver and Blonde."

A elder women had stepped out her breath unsteady, she was accompanied by an elder man and a younger but middle aged man.

The Chief froze and turned his head, to the trio.

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Alric was also frozen, aqua eyes are unique to the Vermillion royal family, only members have aqua eyes. Much more the eldest Princess of the Vermillion Empire that was burned at the stake was said to two different eye colors. The Eldest Princess also bore the same name as her Holiness.

At the sudden realization Alric, made is own deductions. 'Her Holiness had such origins, the G.o.ddess's blessing goes beyond life and death. How wonderful.'

Claris wanted to smack Alric for making such a crazy expression, but she kept her smile as she faced the Grissia Tribe's people. "As for the Celestial Dragon, will you be able to help us with communication with them."

The Chief stoked his bread and kept glancing at the couple. "Yes, we can...."

"Then would you please, I would like to speak with them"

After a moment of Silence "This way if you please" The Chief lead her away, walking toward a clear. Claris felt an atmosphere change. It wasn't just that it was like they went into another s.p.a.ce but was still in the same world.

The Celestial Dragon where a strange race that appeared a little after the Pandora Era, their Leader was human. The race weren't G.o.ds and they weren't blessed either. They had sentient minds, so it was hard for them to be cla.s.sified.

They where nomadic and clearly didn't want any contact with the other divinities. Creators and Watchers alike couldn't even get close, well, at least that was what was heard from the rumors.

Only regular humans have had the chance to meet the Dragon King Grim.

But have all said that she clearly hated people and wanted nothing to do with them. Making them more of a Mystery because, Grim doesn't hold any love or core for any other race that's, not a celestial dragon.

'The celestial dragons with strength the can be considered to be on par with the Creators. I want to meet them'

"Here we are" The chief said looking at Claris, "This place if they truly wish to speak you can here. I'll take my leave, now" The Old man said before quickly leaving.

She was alone in a mere second after the old Chief said that, making Claris frown. Her expression soon turned to surprise when she felt the change of energy. She snapped her head around to see a giant silver scaled dragon with crystal blue looking straight back at her.

On the other side was another dragon dark scaled with red eyes and markings on his scales. She watched their mouths move but couldn't hear anything.