"I know that," Julius responded with patience. "But that was my question, can we handle the dirty games or an internal war again?"
Selphira looked toward where Ren and Luna were being congratulated by a tide of students who wanted to express admiration or curry favor. The way they remained close to each other in the crowd.
The way Luna’s expression, even while responding politely to congratulations, kept returning to Ren like a compass finding north.
"Yes," she said finally with confidence born from centuries of reading people and situations. "And I won’t leave them alone to face it, so... I believe they can handle what comes if they stay together."
Julius nodded, accepting her evaluation without further argument.
Because Selphira had seen many things in her extraordinarily long life. Had witnessed alliances form and shatter under pressure. Had seen loves flourish and then wither when tested by reality.
And she knew how to recognize when something was genuine and worth protecting rather than political convenience masquerading as connection.
Knew when something was good enough to bet on despite risks involved.
Worth fighting for.
These kids had something real that couldn’t be faked or manufactured through political arrangement.
If they were given a chance to grow without being crushed by those who feared change.
If they were protected just enough without overprotection that would cripple their development.
This was the best chance to forge for their future...
If the right balance could be found between intervention that prevented catastrophe and allowing them to fight their own battles.
Selphira had nurtured many, and the last failure had shown her she wasn’t infallible... not at all. Yet although she failed with Leonel, she had many more successes than failures. Nobody is perfect, but the one who has failed and knows how to look themselves in the mirror is the one who has the least chance of making the same mistake again.
It was a delicate line to walk, a narrow path between extremes.
But Selphira had walked many more delicate lines over her extraordinarily long life. Had done good for tons of people she cared about. Had learned through many painful experiences around where that balance point existed between too much help and too little.
And she didn’t plan to let these children fall when she’d invested so much in their potential.
Not when they represented the best hope for a more stable future than the current generation had managed to create.
Not when they’d already proven possessing the fundamental qualities to be exactly the type of leaders the next generation needed, strong enough to protect but compassionate enough to care about those they protected.
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But not everyone in the audience shared the positive sentiment that Reed, Fern, Selphira and Julius were experiencing while watching the dance’s conclusion.

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