ROSE OF THE PEACE AUTHOR: CASSANDRA KHUSHERENADA RENTING:PG CHAPTER 2: THE BLESSING OR CURSE Mariemaia slowly turned the first page and started to read aloud the written history. MARCH- APRIL A.C. 195. I remembered the day my father gave me this book. He told me that I should record in these pages everything what would or will happen to me, so my children and grandchildren would find this someday and read so they would know the history of this family and be prideful what they are. My father. My father was Astrion Liam MacNeills, perhaps the most kindest viceroy and politician this earth has ever known. Father liked to treat politics like battle. With him, defeat was not a option. Needless to say he came from a very prestigious background. He had never wanted for anything, money being of no object to his family. Father's temper was extraordinary and he had a tendency for violence. Those who opposed him found their wives dead and their houses burnt down the next morning. To this day I cannot imagine what prompted his family to arrange a marriage between him and my mother. Ah, my mother. Sweet, obedient, lovely, little Yasaman Jade. I do not remember her last name at all. But I knew that she came from colony L4. It's true that her family was also quite prestigious but that alone could not make up the fact that this woman was really no more than a child who could never hope to hold her own against such a man as my father. Her weakness astonishes me to this day. I can see why she agreed to the match though. The pressure from her family must have been enormous and father was very handsome when he wasn't treating about in a blind rage. And the money was good. The money was very good. Still she must have known that she would be miserable. She must have known that nothing she could do would ever please him. She must have known that once she was bound to him she could never be free again. Unfortunately, my mother passed away on my childbirth and so, I became the newest cause of my father's displeasure and he made it known to me every single day of my life. I suppose he wanted to make sure that I never forgot that it was I who ruined his chance at happiness. My mother wanted to name me Yasaman or some such fancy name. Ridiculous. My father said as much. My name was to be Cassandra: plain and strong. It's only thing I have ever thanked him for. Cassandra MacNeills. And my eyes of course. The red-gold tresses are definitely my mother's but the blue-green are all his. Those eyes can calm a person. I know, I have been on the receiving end of more than a few of father's stares. Ceasing in my musing, I place the picture carefully back down on the dresser where I found it. The room is exactly as I remembered it, despite it being covered with papers. The walls are still deep silver color. My bed is still clothed in a icy-blue silk and the ancient china rose vase with rich white roses and jasmine filled the room in faint perfume. How I loved this room. I hear movement in the hallway, soft footsteps on the carpet. Not surprisingly, a golden-brown head sticks inquisitively through the doorway. "Daughter?" I sigh and turn around, making sure to keep my face free of emotions whatsoever. "What is it, father?" " I have something to tell you. And what you would hear is not that nice." "What is it, father?" "I have been diagnosed that I have a large amount of poison in my blood. The doctor says I have only two months to live. In these time I want you to be present at my state works so you could take over when the time arrives. Also, I want you to make me a promise." "Anything!" "Once I am gone you must make up to my last wish. You will go and find your brother." "What?! I have a brother!" "He is alive somewhere. Please find him. When you do that then you can come back to rule." " I understand." " Do not disappoint me!" And so it was. I thought that he was joking, but he was serious. Eventually upon his death, I have been banished from the ruling. The people still treated me as a princess, but I wanted to be free. The freedom has arrived one day in the form of a five young men that would change the history and with that the Operation Meteor descends on the Earth for the fist time. The ancient curse has been awaken and it would bring nothing more than the curse upon my family thought the generations to come.                                            END OF CHAPTER 2 THE GUNDAMS ARE DESCENDED ON THE EARTH AND OPERATION METEOR TAKES OVER. THE OZ STRIKES NOW YORK KINGDOM AND TAKES A CONTROL UPON THE COUNTRY. CASSANDRA STRUGGLES TO REMAIN IN THE OCCUPIED PALACE AND ONLY WAY OUT WAS SEEKING A HELP FROM THE GUNDAM PILOTS. IN THE CHAOS THAT FOLLOWS, CASSANDRA AND TREIZE KHUSHERENADA CAME FACE TO FACE FOR THE FIRST TIME AND TREIZE PROPOSES A HARD TASK. NEXT ON CHAPTER 3 A HARD DECISION