The end of a story...

[Xing]

Isabelle smiled for herself in the darkness of her room. She contemplated the ring Jimmy had offered her, enjoying its beauty, but more importantly, its significance...

Of course she was going to accept.

She wondered what her family would have thought... were her parents still alive...
Mother would probably have been indifferent. Maybe deceived she couldn't have found a husband which would have forced her to leave her military career.
She could understand this. She and her mother weren't very close for many reasons... this was perhaps the primary one...

Father... she didn't knew. She guessed his answer would have been probably yes. He had supported her in anything she wanted to do in life, as long as it fulfilled her happiness. He wasn't as controlling as her mother tried to be, and maybe this was his greatest weakness, for having allowed her everything or so she wanted for her life...
He was the one who allowed her in the White Wolf commandos... and perhaps her greatest mistake in her whole career. Emotionally, she had never been the same ever since the years she' passed among these shadowy elite forces no one ever heard of...

And then, there was Daitetsu Mitsurugi. Her "adoptive" "father"...
The title wasn't true, not officially at least. The truth was, "uncle Daite" did raise her for quite a long part of her childhood and adolescence. It was a part of herself she couldn't ignore. He was a guide and inspiration throughout her life even though sometime she didn't took full conscience of it.
What would uncle Daite think?...

Isabelle closed her eyes. Why, there was no need to torture herself with the question.
She openned her computer and checked for new mails. Daitetsu Mitsurugi wasn't at her ceremony unfortunately, his fleet required on the frontlines. However, when one knew the ways, there were always a multitude of possibility in order to reach someone in the middle of a war. She used one such possibility to send a message most would consider trivial in time of war... but she knew her uncle would reply her no matter what.
And his reply, a short one liner, made her smile with joy.

"Of course."

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