Lord Gremory cannot help but shed tears.

"Oh... it’s so sad—just heartbreaking. Both Sitara (Fatima) and Drezhen. Don't you think so, Ose?" "...Sis, are you crying? I mean, you're *actually* bawling (lol)." "Of course I am! How could I not? Is there anyone who *wouldn't* cry seeing this? ( ；∀；)" "I get how you feel, Sis. But that’s just the way of the world, isn't it? You know that, right?" "You're taking a strangely philosophical view of things. I'm just plain sad. You used to be so much more open and cute back in the day." "Back when?! Don't compare me now to when I was a brat! (# ﾟДﾟ)" "Well, Big Sis is going to step in and help out! This kid and I—our entire force of 56 legions—will have your back!" "Hey, cut it out! Don't drag me into this! And stop confusing anime with reality (lol)." Little did she know at the time... If Sitara was indeed modeled after "that woman from history," what kind of "fate" awaited her—