Eurasia Enne Zahard: Trial

Eurasia Enne Zahard stood, her arms behind her, restrained by the strongest of restraints, made with a metal capable of both suppressing shinsu and firmly binding even the most physically powerful of beings, in front of the court of the Zahard Empire, the Empire she once served proudly as it's most powerful Princess... Until she learned just how foolish and useless all her efforts were, and what kind of a man King Zahard, her "father", truly is.

She entered the competition of the Zahard's Princesses with the intention to resolve things as peacefully as possible. She didn't actually even want to marry King Zahard, just quell the conflicts between Princesses so they don't get too far... And for a time, she succeeded. She had even gained one of the 13 Months, Colorless December, and was beloved by the public as their hope... But then she found that diary... The diary of Arlen Grace... And the horrifying implications were already overwhelming her mind...

But when she finally confronted that bastard king, the man had coldly told her all the cruel secrets of the entire competition. It was all a set up. Zahard had manipulated the system her father had created and used it to make it permanent that the Months would never be gathered together again, and he had absolutely no intention of ever getting married. The fact that all her efforts were for nothing, that such a vile system was impossible, it was too much... And so Enne raged... A decision that she was now regretting.

In her anger and diminishing sanity, Enne attacked and killed members of the Zahard Empire in brutal ways. She didn't remember too much, but it was overwhelming... And so she had given Zahard what he needed to get rid of her. Sending in an entire group of High Rankers wasn't enough, so Zahard stepped in himself... And here she was, defeated, disgraced. The public who once loved her now scorned at her and raged at her seeming betrayal.

"Eurasia Enne Zahard! The court has found you guilty of all charges! The **** of thousands of innocents, members of the Army, and esteemed Princesses of Zahard, resisting arrest... You were once a shining star, a ray of hope... What a shame to see how far you've fallen... Your sins are too severe to just be punished with execution... Yet at the same time, you WERE once an exemplary Princess... It is the final decision of King Zahard that you are hereby classified as an S-Level criminal, and a special one in that."

Enne didn't even respond to the final decision of the King she now loathed with all her being. Of course... She knew it ever since she was captured that it was to be her fate. She knew too much, and had slaughtered so many... It would be easy for Zahard to condemn her as such a high level criminal. S-Level criminals... They can either be extraordinarily powerful, or they have committed truly severe crimes. She had heard they practically had no dignity, not even considered a human being, more like a dangerous beast, being stripped naked and then bound in what legends described to be inescapable prisons and torturous binds.

"It is only because of your parents adamant protests that you are still alive, as a daughter of two Great Family Heads... Your sentence has been decided. You shall be punished in an isolated place for a day and then you will be taken to your prison, where you will spend the rest of your days in isolation. There, each month you shall be punished once a day. This condemnation is final. Take her away and strip her for tomorrow's punishment!"

And so guards roughly dragged her out of the room to a simple cell room, but before they could even start to undress her, Enne called out.

"Wait! Let me take off my clothes... Myself." The guards who were just about to strip her looked confused. "I'll rather reap what i've sowed myself... I could care less about being naked in whatever prison awaits me... I won't resist..." She finished, simply, her eyes downcast, knowing fully well how defeated she was. It was true... There was no point in trying to escape, and she knew that. Even if she could escape, Zahard would hunt her down until she would eventually have to join FUG. And for how much she hated the King, she knew joining FUG was never an option.

But she wasn't entirely hopeless. The Savior... Arlen Grace's son... He will slit the throat of that bastard king... Then she will be free. For now, she just had to accept the punishment she bitterly deserved for taking the lives of so many.

Eventually, the guards, apparently taking pity on her, unlocked her restraints but kept a wary eye on her. She took one last longing glance at the sky, at the exit she could use now to free herself, albeit briefly, before finally, in acceptance of her fate, beginning to undress. The guards were generous and considerate enough not to say anything. Not that they would have any complaints. Enne didn't hesitate or slow herself down in the process of shedding away her clothing.

Within only a matter of a minute, Enne had removed her underwears... And stood as naked as the day she was born. She didn't even glance at her clothes, placed on the ground, and simply raised her hands above her head in a signal of surrender.

The guards seemed stunned for a moment by just how composed she was, but eventually recovered and unlocked the door to her cell. Enne stepped inside slowly into the cold, dark cell. "Princess Enne? Please... Right here." A guard hesitantly pointed at a restraining device.

Enne walked slowly towards it and turned back, facing the guards. "You'll need to spread your legs a little bit, Princess." Enne did what they asked and remained still as the guards chained her limbs to the restraining device.

Now alone, Eurasia Enne Zahard began to laugh, her misery finally overcoming her as she knew fully well what kind of life would await her now. Tears fell from her eyes...

And yet she found she didn't regret discovering the truth. No... She would rather suffer for millennia rather than bow down and remain oblivious to everything.

With that resolution, Enne clenched her teeth. Yes... She will endure all the pain and humiliation...

May it wash away the blood of all those that she killed...

So that when the savior came, she will finally be free.