We were the kings and queens of promise

[Recognizes that crying and tries to look past Cornelia, his voice distant and small, as if trapped in some thick fog.]

... Nunnally?

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[She peeks out at her name but keeps crying just as hard.]

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[Looks back herself, deliberately shifting out of Lelouch's way.]

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[Pockets the lighter and simply watches his siblings.]

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[At the sight of that tear-stained face, the entire scene and everything that came before or after loses all importance to Lelouch, as he scrambles toward the throne.]

Nunnally...

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[Walks over to kneel beside Cornelia.]

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[Straightens herself when he arrives, no longer crying; she wants to stand, but won't before he does. Instead, she places her hands on his knee and arm, and tries to move away so that it'd be difficult for him to turn back toward the death.]

Elder brother, what is going on here? Euphie— [coughs] how did— [again] she's not, cannot—

[Turns away and tries to control her gagging.]

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[He, of course, doesn't respond, intent on watching Lelouch and Nunnally.]

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[Looks up at him again when she recovers.]

Elder brother?

[She waits a little longer for a response. When one doesn't come, she edges closer to him and bows her head against his chest.]

We'll leave as soon as Lelouch returns with Nunnally. There is... nothing else we can do here.

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[She's still crying, but steps a little further away from the throne with Lelouch's approach. The move revealis that she's clutching Lelouch's red-ribboned box to her chest.]

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[Slows down as he gets closer to her, holding out his hand.]

N-Nunnally, it's all right... it's okay... don't - don't cry. I'm here. It's going to be all right.

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[Cries a little harder and clutches the box a little tighter.]

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[Notices box this time and takes another step toward her, forcing his voice to sound lighter.]

Oh... Nunnally found it. I - I wanted to give it to you after the party. But... it's okay if you want it now. I'll open it for you. That's okay, right?

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[After a moment, her tears tone down to hiccuping sobs and she slowly extends the package to Lelouch.]

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[Carefully undoes the ribbon while the box is still in Nunnally's trembling hands. It's hard when his hands are trembling just as much. One his hands finds the side of hers and falls upon it lightly, his tone soft and fragile.]

Don't worry, Nunnally. B-Big brother will make it all right again... I promise...

[He slides the lid off the box to reveal a dark pink hairpiece, inlaid with golden edges.]

See? It's just as pretty as Nunnally...

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[Bursts back into tears and drops the box.]

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[Immediately falls to his knees, grasping for the hairpiece while stroking Nunnally's arm as reassuringly as he can manage until he ends up clutching it frantically.]

No... It's okay I'll - I'll put it on for you. Don't cry. Please don't cry, Nunnally. I'd never let anything happen to you. Never.

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[Tries again to stop crying; this time, she reaches out to hug her brother.]

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[Tries to smile again, as his fingers close around the hair piece and he brings it up to her hair, while holding her close with his other arm.]

Shhh... see, it'll be all right...

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[Starts to open her eyes at the soothing sound of her brother's voice and warmth of his arms. Then, she sees the blood staining every inch of his cloth it can find and even dripping down the outstretched hand that strives to place the hairpiece. But most of all, she sees the blood splashed over that gently smiling face.

Her eyes fill with fear and sadness as she tries to wipe some of it away from his eyes.]

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[Schneizel nods to himself then lifts Cornelia's chin so that she can meet his eyes.]

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Elder brother?

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[Drops his hand to her throat and gently strokes his finger across it, before guiding her by the jaw to look over to Lelouch and Nunnally, which she does.]

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