Hello! It's been a long, long while... So long I am 4 days from finishing uni. And with the upcoming remaster of FF XII plus a week with nothing to do before I start my new job and a friend wanting this story again very much I've decided to release this snippet and let you all know I'm coming back to this (as well as starting an original fiction piece). It may take me a little while to get back into the story and all my original notebooks in which I wrote this are back home home with my parents so I will have to reread my own stuff and get back in the swing of it. The original plot line is still in my head however (that's how much I care for this story and game). Anyway, enjoy, I shall return x

The Leviathan, Bhujerban Airspace, Ivalice

We were taken to the Leviathan via a Remora airship. Pathetic I thought as I compared it to my Acacia which could blast it to smithereens and leave no trace. Goddess, I missed that ship.

The guards took our small party to the bridge of the Leviathan, my hands shook continuously the entire way, they already had one princess and therefore one kingdom, imagine what they'd do with two princesses and two kingdoms. Vayne would have complete and utter compliant control with no resistance due to the crushed hopes and dreams of the populations and their respective princesses seeming cooperation with Vayne.

"Hey," a soft whisper dragged my sullen gaze up from the floor, "it'll be ok, and we'll all get out of this in one piece. Don't worry, the leading man will protect his supporting cast."

I stifled a laugh, "supporting? I think Ashe would have something to say about that."

"Hmm, she's not who'd I'd pick as the leading lady. Guess again."

"Fr-." My answer was cut off as the guard behind shoved me towards the bridge, ahead of me stood Basch and Vaan directly before the imposing glass door.

The doors slid open smoothly with a soft whirr noise. "The prisoners, my lord." The guards announced our arrival to Judge Ghis and the beautiful princess standing next to him.

Her delicate face was clouded by a scowl as soon as she saw Basch, to her, the traitor. She began to stride crossly across the bridge towards him.

"Majesty…" He started.

"How dare you?!"