"Thank you."

Once he started walking, Euphemia knelt down once more in front of flowers. Her expression was serene, smiling fondly at the memory of Athrun's mother. Her hand softly reached to place the flowers better as she started to speak.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." She begun, her voice still calm as ever. "Your son is such a wonderful person, I am truly glad that I could met him, Madam." Because after all this time she spent with him, she could learn to see many faces of him that she was not aware of it first.

She could see the man that worried for others, a man that was ready to fight for what he believed it was the right thing. A man that could cry for the loss of his loved ones. Even if Athrun tried to act though or just didn't know how to communicate well with others about his own self... Euphemia learned a bit to see what was behind that.

The small breeze felt nice, making the 'princess' to come back from her thoughts once more. "Please, do not worry. As I will do everything I can to protect him from any harm. I know there are battles that cannot be avoided... but as long as I live, you have my word that Athrun will not be alone. That he will see a peaceful world where he will not need to fight."

Her pink hair moved sightly with the wind as did the flowers. She held them gently enough to not damage them, and then give a small smile to them once more. The sweet voice spoke once more before standing up in her place.

"Until that day, I ask you to believe in me."

She gave a small bow with her dress. "Thank you for listening, Madam. I promise you that your son will be safe."

And with that said, Euphemia walked to the carriage where her fiancee was waiting for her.