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Cycle of ronnian stories. Suol. Chapter one.

"You..." Standing before her, grinning broadly, a handsome and sophisticated young man, he wore the same long hair over his shoulders as she remembered them. She looked at him with wary gray eyes. Past them passed, as if not noticing them, the students of the Savagoian school. “You've changed, my little poor friend" the dark-haired man remarked, smiling thinly. He looked at her chiseled figure with carnivorous fire in his eyes. The girl silently looked into his face. It cost her tremendous effort not to move back when he stepped closer to her. She internally tensed, and it did not escape his gaze. “Can't you say anything?”. The boy tilted his head to the side, screwing up his almond-shaped brown eyes. "Or are you still as miserable as you used to be?" laughing shorly, he moved away. Suol stood in a daze for several long minutes, her head involuntarily sank down, covering her face with dark, straight strands. How she hated him! This hatred has not faded away over the past ten years, although, presumably, nothing should remain in her heart. She turned sharply in the corridor and went to the exit, sweeping along a wide aisle. Suol has already reached her room, where she collapsed into bed, exhausted. Sleep quickly lured her into its arms, she fell asleep peacefully, but what she saw in a dream could hardly be called peaceful. Familiar feelings of horror and fear seized her mind, continually showing her pictures of the past, full of blood and cruelty. The black-haired woman and the black shadows surrounding her, the dirt in the street of the ronnite quarter and the cold faces of the people around them. Looking at the sweeping action, Suol fell into a dumb, cold stupor. The last thing she remembered of that day was a bloody hand extended in her direction, then the woman disappeared into the darkness: black shadows took her, barely alive, to the unknown direction. Suol choked with sobs and wailing, but suddenly the tears dried out, a feeling of detachment and emptiness came. A sharp pain pierced her body and hands, the left side of her face was pressed against a rough surface. She was surrounded by pitch darkness. Someone whispered in her ear: “Well, here you are, my little poor friend" the voice belonged to the woman, but it was sharp and cold. The thick and rough sole of high women's boots pressed her face to the surface of the floor. “You can't run away, Miserable" the voice drifted away a bit. Then the woman leaned toward her, and Suol could see the green eyes that were burning madly. They glowed bright green light, while the face and everything else was hidden in hopeless darkness. The dark space began to shake with the hysterical and harsh laughter of a woman, and her hands holding Suol weakened and disappeared. Suol stood up and saw, in step of her, a disgusting grin on Larius's face, the one she had met the before. But he had other eyes, emerald green and clear, like that of a mad woman. These eyes were with the same spark of madness and recklessness. Suol looked into these eyes and did not notice that the long hair had disappeared, the thinned face had disappeared, replaced by a completely alien one. “Al" said Suol, fearfully, when she recognized the man who had appeared. She noticed a subtle movement, and male palms closed around her long neck. “Al" she whispered, gasping for air and trying to break free. “Al is not here" the space around rattled. "No, Al" the darkness clouded her eyes, the pain in her throat and neck intensified, the neck squeezed by inhuman effort was about to crack. "Let go, no" she desperately kicked and tried to get the young man, but he smiled, stretching his thin lips in a terrible grin. The air dissolved in her body completely, depriving forces of resistance, her eyes rolled up and her hands weakened. From the mouth with a hiss came only a stifled grunt. Lips formed, trying to pronounce the words, but the sound did not go. "I ..." forces left Suol. She abruptly woke up, swallowing the air. Hands darted to the neck in fear, found nothing, but sticky sweat. She sighed with relief, shielding her eyes from the morning light and sighing noisily. Suol got out of bed. From the tension her hands slightly cracked. She took a decisive step towards the bathroom, took off her training clothes with sharp movements. The water began to slowly fill the bathroom, where she climbed. The white surface of the enamel contrasted with her black straight hair covering the entire flexible back. Suol tightly wrapped her arms around her knees, starting to recall a dream. Mom's face came to mind, so calm and peaceful. She remained so, even when she was humiliated in front of everyone, and there was no fear in her eyes. From a smooth surface, a slightly tanned, chiseled face gazed at her, Suol reached out to the mirror and gently slid her finger along the contoured face shape. No matter how hard she tried to imagine that she looked like a dead mother, it seemed to her that she had the same face as Rodonthe. The wharf on the east coast of this small island, where they arrived yesterday afternoon, was not particularly full of ships. All those who gathered at the small ship, strikingly different from all the others, had waited half an hour for two more people who were late. Of course, these were girls. Looking around the faces of others inflated with impatience, Al smiled to himself, imagining the faces of those girls, one of whom was their long-time acquaintance, a comrade of children's games and fun, and then the object of the mockery of their whole environment. All her current friends called her Suol Kumando. Name of southerner and Arvi. He wanted to laugh in the face of these careless southerners, who called a ronnian far from pure blood in the name of Arvi. Al grunted uncertainly, stretching thin dry lips in a grin. He involuntarily remembered a noisy girl who wrapped the neck of young Arvi the night before. “Oh, they've finally come" meanwhile, some of the Savagoian guys moaned. Al exchanged glances with Larius. Ahead, indeed, two slender girls appeared. They slowly approached them along a stone-paved road. “Hello, boys" the bright southerner smiled charmingly. Al, like everyone else, at first could not take his eyes off her, but then he remembered that there was another character. It was a completely unknown person to him, not knowing in advance that it could only be Suol, he would never have recognized her. “Ah, Suol" meanwhile, her good-natured friend exclaimed, taking her hand and leading her to their company “You haven't seen each other yet. Let me introduce you to Suol, Your Highness". Suol herself was silent, staring Al directly in the eyes. For a moment, something strange flashed in her huge gray eyes. Taniru felt the sticky fingers of awkwardness penetrate inside, watching as the black-haired girl did not take her cold eyes off the face of the Prince of Ronnia. “Ah, Suol Kumando" casually, but smiling, the Prince of Ronnia said in a low voice. “Glad to see you again, Your Highness" the girl’s tone in reply was dry. “I'm glad as well” the prince's green eyes gushed up with a slightly crazy light. "Well, how is she, gorgeous?" Larius lips stretched in a contented smile. Al only frowned and lazily dragged on, smoke billowing in his lungs, and he felt how they exhaled the poisoned air. Kumando. Alvin Valtegri Ronn thought, not taking his eyes off the one-sided whispering of Savagoian friends. Suol stared at the plank deck floor, leaning with both hands on the iron railing. Her ears seemed to be barely reached by Taniru's voice. Then she looked up thoughtfully and met the young man’s green eyes, who had been watching her all this time. Silent conversation of views did not last long, interrupted by the fact that one of the savagoians approached the girls. It was a tall guy in something like a wide cape, rather old, but well-tailored from thin material. Al should have noted that there was an unbearable heat in Savagoy, and such a raincoat was not at all suitable for everyday use. "Who is it?" Al nodded at him. Larius standing beside him shrugged. “Turn to Nero, he was born for this, after all" Larius calmly replied. “Nero is not such a scoundrel as you are" lazily told Al. "Why did you pull him out of prison he would have been sitting in for another ten years?" asked indignantly Larius. “You have a bride, and instead of being beside her now, you stare at the other girls" Al sneered, shifting his eloquent look to a friend. “Ah, you are such a bore" Larius grumbled involuntarily, then pretended to sigh, saying "Shedi". "Who?". “The son of that suicidal admiral of Savagoy” Larius continued “Shedi. Do lessons from the history of the South not tell you anything?" "And how did you recognize the son of Savagoy's admiral in him?" asked Al. “I didn't recognize anyone, just some of the southerners have already told me about him" Larius explained his awareness with a shrug. “What is this admiral's son doing next to Kumando?” Al asked a friend. “The southerners shared that they were a couple" Larius grinned. "Only were?". “Exactly” the long-haired young man nodded “Obviously, the ronnian is too good for him.” Al laughed at Larius's remark. "I can not disagree". The girl seemed to have closed her eyes for only a few seconds, but the vision that captured her mind was so terrible that she woke up abruptly, immediately forgetting her short dream. Suol was lying on a bench, past which many people passed, most of them looking like beggars. She saw the black arch of the Arena and the high walls of the dungeon, on which huge lanterns were attached. Some even descended from the ceiling itself, blinding their eyes with a light. A white hand tugged at her hair, and she saw on the bench next to her in the bright light white-haired Rana Airusu, a happy owner of tattered hair and cold gray eyes. "Have you seen a bad dream?" he asked. “Maybe” the girl shook her black-haired head, vaguely remembering why she woke up. She straightened up on a bench which turned out to be a miserable ruin with a rusted iron frame and rotten narrow wooden planks, barely able to withstand two healthy young people. “You always look like you have bad dreams" Ran said in his usual dry voice. "Eh ... Hello" muttered a voice behind their back. Suol turned back and recognized Nero, a longtime childhood friend. “Hello” for some reason he turned into a void behind a bench where other people walked bypassing. Ran and Suol looked at this place in surprise and, without seeing anybody in particular blankly looked at each other. But for a fraction of a second Ran's eyes flashed in amazement. “Oh, I thought it was a man" the ronnian youth nervously scratched his head. “Suol, may I ask you to come with me?” asked Nero. “Yes, of course” Suol blinked in surprise and stood up. A jet of air constantly beat about the girl's ankle, right up to the guest apartment of the Arena, where princess of Ronnia, white-faced and with burning brown eyes, was waiting for her. Seeing her, Suol almost gasped in amazement. This face, these eyes, this nose. She had to make enormous efforts to respond in a deaf voice to the princess’s somewhat caustic greeting. “Hello, your highness” said Suol. The current image of Rell did not fit in with the old memory of her. The princess smiled. "How are you, Suol?" she asked in a casual tone. “Well, Your Highness” said Suol. “Listen” said the princessb“Let's be friends and forget about the past, Suol. Do you think this is a good idea?". “As you wish, Your Highness" she said mechanically. Rell sighed, running her thin fingers through her gorgeous black hair. “I don’t want any unresolved problems between me and you.” Rell looked at her sharply. Suol's face remained unchanged, she asked in a steady voice: "What problems between me and you, Your Highness?" to her surprise, she did not feel anything, saying her words "You just killed me. This is an ordinary matter in Ronnia, Your Highness". “I swear I didn’t want it" the princess burst out “I swear to you, Suol, I didn’t want to hurt you at all!”. “So many years have passed” said Suol vaguely, while her eyes caught the changes on her face “You are proposing that I forget about a past that is no longer with us. Is it fair, Your Highness?". Rell's face reddened with every second. She gnashed her teeth with anger on Suol. "You, unlucky, ungrateful ..." Suol turned to the door and saw Al entering the guest apartment. "What's going on here?" he asked when she went past him. Leaving them, she headed deep into the Arena, avoiding a meeting with the rest of the savagoians, and wandered into the furthest corps of the underground structure. She stopped suddenly and sobbed soundlessly, covering her mouth with her hand. With a sharp movement she took off her loose shirt, as if the latter was a thing that was disturbing her. She was seized by the cold horror of the past years, she was covered in sweat and, leaning her back against the wall, whose ceramic plates gave out damp, slowly sank down. The underground room was cool, the air from the prehistoric ventilation pipe introduced a light, barely perceptible breeze. The surface of the earth was still hot from the sunshine, but inside it retained its coolness. The girl’s gaze was riveted to a single spot on the floor, though she didn’t see anything, for a short moment surrendering to childhood memories, while tears of despair flowed from cold gray eyes in slow, lazy streams. Hot breaths burned nostrils and skin over puffy lips, a crumpled silk shirt lay close to her legs, empty bottles of wine lay nearby, apparently left after people had wandered here for the last time. Suol would not mind very much to drown all her agitated emotions in a bottle of one. That thought made her grin. Her mutilated childhood, a distorted soul did not allow her to breathe freely, and the wine only aggravated the grief she had experienced long ago. The past never let her go, holding her heart in an icy grip, and now all her wounds were bleeding through them. "Your habits have not changed, Suol" a young man appeared before her, shielding the entire review. The girl saw men's shoes made of black ronnian leather and the edges of the pants, and from the mirror opposite her wide back in a dark shirt and black nape. “You're still hiding in different corners” the ronnian chuckled, squatting in front of her so she could see him. There were tears in her eyes, but the girl did not try to hide them. His face was so sickeningly close that Suol almost grimaced at the mixed feelings of disgust and fear. “There is so much hate in your soul, Suol” he said in a pleasant voice, and the melody that sounded in it stirred her wounded heart. "There is so much fear in your eyes. But you were so fearless when you left with Rodonthe. His cruelty eclipsed the merciless massacre of your mother. You understand that there is a power in the world that can withstand the power of Ronn and Ronnia as a whole. Do you hate us, Suol?" he asked, touching her face with his fingers and looking into the cold gray eyes, his skin tingling with tiny needles "Us, Ronn? Do you hate us, the ronnians?". The touch made her shudder, which did not escape his eyes, and he grinned. Now he just lightly touched her skin and at any second could close his palm around her long neck ... El smiled mysteriously. Without waiting for an answer from her, but knowing it in advance, Alvin Ronn removed his hand from her face, stood up and stepped aside, intending to leave, but a half-step was stopped by her voice: "Do you know that ordinary people spoke of the two young heirs to the throne of Ronniya, Al?" the girl asked, looking up at him. Alvin turned around in surprise at the girl sitting against the wall, neither the short top, nor the provocative hollow between her breasts, nor the chiseled shoulders and the long waterfall of black hair embarrassed him. Of course, he knew that the other ronnians had talked about him and his sister, but decided to give her the opportunity to tell about it herself. "Bastards, the offspring of a traitor and a southerner" Suol replied for him. Alvin chuckled, but remained silent, and his eyes flashed with regret. Then she continued: “I can say that you haven't changed a bit, Al" Suol said, looking up at him. "Speaking of which" Alvin carefully watched her reaction to his subsequent words “Do you still love me, Suol?” The girl shook her head. "I idolized you, Al, admired your actions, but the person whom I loved and will always love, died then". "But shouldn't you have to hate her the most?” his question brought her to a standstill "She doomed you to a life full of such humiliation and suffering. Women, you love those who hurt you the most”. Al sneered bitterly. In his words there was a grain of truth, which was far from being related only to Suol, and, catching her, she allowed herself to grin, asking Al: "Well, then who do you love, the powerful of this world?". "Unhappy and deprived” looking at her strangely, Al finally left the room with a huge mirror and empty bottles. She had no choice but to go after him and join the rest of the company, frolicking in the palaces of the dungeon.

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Brief intro to a story

Well, this is Miniqued/Poscha again. Hmm I don't know what to start with, actually. Have no idea. Well I've written above in description, I guess, that this blog is for writing some stuff in English. Just some stuff, not a big deal, like fics or just random writing. Maybe some critical stuff, though I don't really know how to write anything critical. Let's consider this is just for myself, nothing more. I'm not really good at writing, though i like writing and most of my unfinished stories are about a fictional world and some characters in it. Worlds and storylines may vary but some main traits of characters remain unchanged. This is the first time i've tried to write in English so please don't be harsh on me. I have a lot of flaws I guess in writing. I definitely do have. Huh, but let's give it a try anyway. And when writing I like to take notes describing the reasons and emotions behind characters main motives, what actually drives them and so on. I think I will post that kind of stuff too as I will go further. Cause I kinda like it. My main story now I think is about a character named Suol. She is a young girl who has been raised in Savagoy previously having lived in Ronnia, another country. Savagoy is situated in the South of this story world while Ronnia is in the north-west side. Suol is approximately 18-19 years old when the whole story starts. She is cold, considered beautiful by others, incredulous and somehow restrained. She is a typical ronnian girl and seems a bit like a foreign body in savagoian society because of her appearance and personality. She is not outgoing and sociable as other southerners or her friends. Suol has a rather painful background, she doesn't trust others and is a little suspicious of them. When story begins she meets ronnian acquintances from her childhood days. One of them, Alvin Ronn, is trying to achieve his goals in Savagoy and lures Nario Arvi to Ronnia escaping with his girlfriend. Suol goes after them being sent by her guardians. Ilaf Arvi wants her to infiltrate Alvin's surroundings becoming his subordinates. Suol achieves it and starts sending data about his actions to Savagoy and other groups. Alvin is fully aware of it, but keeps Suol in his surrounding in order to be in control of the situation. Suol is the main narrator of the story and we see actions of others through her eyes and perception. She has some distant feelings for both Alvin and his father Ilaf Arvi who uses her in his plan. In the end she chooses the side of Alvin, but eventually left behind by him for previously lying to him. She tryes to analyze her feelings and emotions only to find out that she is empty and doesn't have any sort of will except for revenge. She manages to avenge her mother's death after which she was sent to live in Savagoy. She kills lord Lucian Ronn in a bloody fight alongside Manirela Ronn. The reason why she is a main character is her complicated path and relationships with others. She knows both savagoian and ronnian cultures and people in both societies. She belonged to neither of them at birth, but was raised in both places. She tries to avenge her mother, but is used for completely different purposes by other people. She knows very well what kind of purposes for, though she agrees to plans of Ilaf Arvi and goes to Ronnia again. After her mother's death she was bullied by ronnian kids who saw a target and a victim in her. Suol is not ravaged by injustice of the world around her, but has a goal of bringing justice. The one who is ravaged is Alvin, the opposite of hers in every aspect. Al is an antihero, hero-lover and romantic hero too. He is more callous and mature than Nario, full of hatred and cruelty, not without honor and manifestations of kindness, humanity. His initial humanity is the starting point for all his atrocities for his far-reaching goals he will do anything. Like Taniru, Nario's ex-girlfriend, he is physically attractive and handsome, has a surprisingly beautiful appearance, but is rotten from the inside, has the worst intentions and is unprincipledly cruel. He is also emotional and furious like Nario, but he is more restrained and knows how to manage his emotions for the sake of his goals. Alvin is perceptive, cunning, treacherous and clever in the implementation of his plans. He sometimes uses the most extreme methods. Callous and flawed, he is more sensual and extremely cruel with enemies, but not without sincere mercy. He understands the cold and cruel world of Ronnia and is ready to do for anything to change it. Emotions overwhelm him, but he hides them under the guise of cruelty, and when he can no longer bear them, he goes beyond rationality, obeying only his blind hatred and the bitter accumulation of injustice. Then he is emptied of all his gnawing emotions and unconsciously seeks solace from the one who saw no less than him. In contrast to the sensual attraction to Taniru, Al is looking for a spiritual comrade in Suol. He is frank with her and understands that only with her can he afford to frantically open up. He understands that he was only aware of his dark feelings of resentment and anger, and was guided only by them, by his hatred and perverted love for his father, his aversion to the true nature of Taniru and carnal attraction to her body, contempt for his own mother and inexpressible and carefully concealed love for her, which was combined with bitter regret for her unfulfilled fate and female misfortune, user-related attitude to Suol and long-standing bright feelings for her that have not faded away in him over the years from their childhood. He gives the impression of a person who has long lost hope or knows that hope never existed. Disappointed in the world, he began to do what he wanted, by any means and at any cost. And the price turns out to be what actually constituted the whole meaning of his life, and he destroyed it with his own hands, arrogantly believing that he could do without them, but then comes the quite predictable devastation. The relationship between Suol and Alvin is intertwined with past feelings, obstacles in the faces of the others around them, mutual attraction, sympathy, some sort of growing confidence and at the same time wariness. Suol tries to hide in shadows while achieving her goals, Alvin does everything blatantly and in public. In the end it's clear that they had the same goal - destroying the toxic world of Ronnia. They leave Ronnia together after having done everything to ruin it. Suol kills Lucian Ronn, the one who was actually in power, and after his death the chaos becomes uncontrollable leading to destruction. Alvin puts Ronnia in a war using cover in the face of Kaleian forces and leaves Manirela without any control while she is about to die from injuries inflicted by Suol letting her demolish the whole city. Alvin silently watches his mother die apathetic to her pleas. His cruelty is unreasonable, but he never had love for his own mother and becomes indifferent to her eventual fate. Because Manirela has never tried to love him or has never seen him as her child instead hating him for being born to the world where she wasn't loved by his father, Ilaf Arvi. Manirela was failure of a mother putting fury and rage in Alvin since birth for being nothing to his own parents. Alvin suffers from being raised loveless, he tries to attract Ilaf Arvi's attention by any means, but eventually fails facing his negligence. He thinks the roots of his father's indifference is in him, in Alvin, but soon realizes that all his attempts was worthless and he has spent so much time for nothing. He becomes just as apathetic to the world as his father and decides to leave his country behind alongside Suol, who has suffered from greater injustice than him, having been brought to Ronnia from another place by her foster mother only to be severely bullied and abused after her parent figure's death. Suol was abused and beaten by her mother, Kassien, on a regular basis and Alvin knew about it as a child. Another person standing between Suol and Alvin is Taniru who escapes with the latter only to be disappointed with the life in Ronnia. Taniru is careless, attractive and thoughtless, she is fed up with her rather tedious and not really evolving relationships with her boyfriend Nario. She sees nothing new in their bond and easily seduced by the promising intercourse with Alvin Ronn, a ronnian prince. She faces unexpected consequences from her relations with him. She and Alvin are banished from the royal palace for the latter bringing his concubine which was deeply offensive to the Ronn family members some of which were born from a concubine of the previous king. Al has no intention of marrying Taniru and soon their life together becomes marred with sin as Al finds out that Taniru is actually his half-sister. He is disgusted with this revelation but keeps her in Ronnia till he achieves want he wants. Taniru reveals afterwards that she is pregnant and situation worsens even further. She doesn't know about her being an illegitimate child of Ilaf Arvi and is jealous when Alvin leaves her behind going to the war with Suol. Taniru secretly harbours suspicions about her mothers's relationship with Ilaf Arvi and an untimely death of her father who was always jealous of her mother. She comes to not comforting conclusion that she might be Nario's and Alvin's sister torn by remorse and fear. She remembers that she was the one who involuntarily killed her father(the one she thought was her father) after he beat her mother for infidelity. The mask of a carefree, obtuse and naive person gradually fades away as she finds herself torn with fear and uncertainty of the future. She is still egocentric though, despite the fact that she is left behind by the one who only thought to use her against Nario. She tardily demands attention from Alvin who already becomes cold towards her. Taniru kills Suol after the latter tried to save her thinking that Suol is the source of her misery for she won Alvin away from her despite the fact that Alvin and Suol never really had any love affair. Alvin leaves Taniru unconcious of their incest and destroys all life forces of immortal Nario who also knew about their blood relations but kept loving her no matter what. Alvin sees that Nario is the one of the people who personally loved him but fails to understand it in time. It was as if Nario loved all of them instead of their indifferent father. Alvin fails to catch up to a person who was compassionate to him and to his fate. Who cared about him despite Alvin's hatred for him. Nario becomes a martyr Alvin didn't deserve for he has done only callous things to him. And Taniru also realizes too late that she is likely to never see Nario again before she leaves Ronnia. But she comes back to the death field to see a beaten Nario who lost everything. Alvin only then reveals that they both are her brothers. Alvin and Taniru didn't deserve Nario but he is gone now because of their egoistic actions. Suol is gone too, but Alvin brings her back to life with his abilities nearing those of a god. Taniru and Alvin are examples of how feelings of someone can be immature and utterly selfish. They never loved each other, they only needed what was represented through each other. Alvin wanted to enrage Nario by seducing his beautiful, but thoughtless girlfriend. Taniru wanted to marry a more promising party in the face of a more passionate and handsome Alvin. They both wore a mask of someone they weren't. They were liars, and the ones they tried to deceive were themselves. Opposite to them, Suol and Nario were of a much more modest opinion of themselves, sacrifacing some part of them for others. Both of them were somehow destroyed in a clash. But Alvin realizing his true feelings through the example of Nario brings her back to life as only he is able to do it. Alvin perfectly knows that he was born as a part of an experiment to see what kind of a person would be born as a result of an affair between Ronn and Arvi, Manirela and Ilaf. His parents failed to understand each other, though they did love each other, dooming Alvin to live in disgrace of being born half-breed. Taniru was somehow right suspecting infidelity just as her late father, dying from jealousy and thinking that Alvin and Suol had an affair. If they ever wanted to have an affair they just never happened to express it. Alvin knew the true nature of Suol's agenda, Ilaf Arvi's plans to distract him through her presence and her spying on him. He literally lets her do it, though he is not particularly happy about it. Alvin is aware that letting her do what she actually does will eventually benefit him. He knows very well that deep down Suol would choose him over others as it really happens when she betrays Ilaf Arvi and Manirela Ronn whom she previously worked for and helps Alvin get free. But Alvin leaves her though going to conquer the capital city on his own. Suol becomes alone and empty and goes to living in a former house of her mother, about whom Manirela told that she was very abusive towards Suol revealing that Kassien struggled all her childhood before she fled to Ronnia with lord Lucian Ronn escaping a miserable fate of an illegitimite child of an Airusu general. Her mother and father died in a war fighting for her real father. When she found out about it after their death she left her grandmother. All her childhood was spent in unterminable and constant clashes between her mother and grandma. Her mother went to the war to fight alongside her loved one and died because of it. Suol doesn't know what to do when she comes back to her ronnite district. She then sets free her former classmates from Savagoy and tells them to quit Ronnia as there will be nothing soon. She goes to Alvin in the royal palace and severely injures Manirela Ronn as she attempts to have the power back. Alvin is indifferent to his mother who failed to raise him and leaves her to the fate of the death. He and Suol disappear into oblivion, leaving ruined Ronnia behind.

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