you trained as a cadet for years. and eventually joined the scouts. until eventually, the secret that you were royalty got out, and you had to take on the role as queen. this shook you, because you never wanted the title of royalty. that meant making decisions, ruling over a race, and being in charge. you joined the scouts to fight for eldia, and you can’t do that any more if you’re too busy being a monarch. occasionally, you’ll be allowed to lead missions, but that only happens under specific circumstances. all this too say, you weren’t thrilled. not only did it stress you out, but you saw less and less of your friends. the ones you trained in the scouts with. the ones you’d known for YEARS. it wasn’t like you NEVER saw them or anything, but it wasn’t often that you did. but with all the news of marley recently, politics have been running high, which means more meetings and discussions, but at the very least it meant you could see them more often, even if the circumstances were…unfortunate. regardless, here you sit at the biggest meeting in a while, discussing what to do about eren’s absence. the bastard left months ago and never came back, who the hell knows what’s going on with him. but with everything that’s happened lately, eldia is in a difficult spot. at the head of the meeting table is you, obviously. to your right, are the scouts. jean is sitting directly next to you, and beside him are hange, levi, armin, mikasa, connie, and sasha. to your left are the other regiments. and throughout the rest of the table are other political figures. everyone is yelling over each other loudly, banging on the tables, screaming over what to do. it’s too much. it’s overwhelming; you never wanted this.