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Chapter List
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Disclaimer:
OK, the characters do not belong to me w/ the exception of Drusilla. I just
made her up for lack of a better name. Garanor Salogel�well, if you�re a Lord
of the Rings fan then you�ll know that name doesn�t belong to me either. There
is also a line from Edgar Allan Poe�s �The Raven��you�ll know it when you see
it. =) As a side note, I�ve changed Ovelia�s age in chapter 1 from 17 to 20 cuz I found an inconsistency w/ Ramza�s age in this chap.
& hers. I was probably sleeping when I was revising chapter 1. -.- Also, the title
of chapter 2 me�mee�meeting you in a dream�. Anyway, hope you enjoy this
chapter!

L�amoureux Demon

Chapter 4 � �Le Retour Royal� (The Royal
Return)

One day short of a fortnight later�

< King Delita
Hyral and his childhood friend, now Prince Ramza, entered the Zeltennia Castle
gates accompanied by a large battalion of the Nanten
Knights. Greeting them at the castle�s main entrance were Queen Ovelia and the
Lady Agrias. Both welcomed the king and the prince with open arms as the two
men descended from their noble steeds.

�Delita, I
have missed you so�� Ovelia sighed as she embraced her husband affectionately.

�And I,
you.� the king said with a slightly impassionate tone.

�My Lord.�
said Agrias bowing her head a bit out of respect as she said it. Delita looked
towards her for a brief second as he let go of Ovelia and nodded his head once
in acknowledgement.

�Ramza? My
dear friend! I haven�t seen you in the longest time! How long as it been? Nearly
two years? My, how you�ve changed since the end of the war.� Ovelia hugged him
tightly. �And now you are the revered prince of the kingdom of Romanda
I�ve heard.�

Agrias
stood a bit to the right of Ovelia, behind her a few inches in the shade, her face
still looking downward, to hide her blushing countenance. She raised her
crystal-blue eyes slightly and met those of Prince Ramza�s.

�Yes, his
majesty, King Thoran of Romanda adopted me, as well as Alma, as his heirs to
the throne. The queen never bore him any child of royal blood. When we fled to
his kingdom one year ago, we accidentally wandered into his garden and the
palace guards found us and presented us to him. Apparently, he has met my
father before and recalled making a pact with him, that if I were ever in any
danger and my father weren�t there, he�d look after me and anyone else whom I
held dear.� Ramza explained rather breathlessly and looked at Agrias as he
spoke his last few words.

�So where
is Miss�ahem�Princess Alma? Why is she not with you?� inquired Ovelia
worriedly. After all, Alma
was her only friend back when she stayed in the utterly monotonous atmosphere
of Orbonne Mterytery, before Agrias came to her side. Ovelia recalled those
profound talks with Alma
about different aspects of life � a favorite pastime of hers, as there was
nothing else to do but roam around the monastery�s underground library and
attend mass.

�Oh, Alma? She is staying with
our �father� at the palace. He has not been too well as of late, but the
apcarycary said it was not serious at all, just too much stress from his
occupation as a king.� Ramza said matter-of-factly, turning to Agrias
afterwards. �So Agrias, how have you been faring lately? Always armed and
vigilant I trust?� the prince inquired, lowering his head just enough so as to
see her lovely face.

�Hm�? Oh!�
she exclaimed as she was startled by an intrusion to her trance. �My lord, I
did not realize you were addressing my person. I sincerely apologize.� She said
in an awkwardly submissive tone, as Agrias normally never shows her
subservience toone.one. �I am faring very well though, my lord. I appree
ye
your concern greatly,� she voiced with a smile.

�No need
for formalities now, Agrias. We�re all close friends here. Let�s just use
colloquial speech. I�ve never liked addressing people with decorations if it is
not needed,� said Ramza, putting a hand on Agrias� right shoulder pauldron. He
grinned back at her, his eyes gleaming into hers.

�Well, I had
better change my attire for tonight. Supper shall be ready within the hour. I
suppose we should all prepare for a large feast in honor of our dear friend.
Come, Ovelia, we must ascend to our chamber.� With that, the king took his
queen�s hand into his and walked towards the entrance to the tower where the
royal sleeping quarters were.

Ovelia had
thought it suspiciously odd when Delita actually wanted to walk with her hand
upon his. I don�t quite understand this. We haven�t walked together this way
in months. �He�s being so�so�affectionate. She stared at the castle floor,
deep in thought as they neared their chamber. Once before the chamber�s doors,
the servants opened and closed them quickly with Delita�s command.

The queen
stood next to her king silently facing away from him. There�s something peculiar about his behavior since he walked in the
castle doors today. Delita turned towards her back and walked up directly
behind her while she was still deep in thought. Perhaps something had
happened to him while he was�

Suddenly,
Delita grabbed Ovelia�s shoulders from behind, turned her to face him and
kissed her passionately as if he hadn�t seen her in years. He held her body so
tightly that she felt as if she was being constricted by a large serpent.

�Delita!� Ovelia cried in surprise, but before she could say
anymore to express her astonishment, Delita�s firm kiss silenced her once more.

�Oh�my darling wife Ovelia! My sweet, sweet Ovelia! Oh, God, how I�ve longed to see your lovely face again!� He
held her face and brushed a rogue strand of hair away from her eyes before
kissing her again. He buried his face in her neck, his lips meeting the smooth,
pale skin enrobing her collarbone as he held her body close to him.

Ovelia
released herself from her husband�s embrace. �Delita?
What�s wrong?� she said as she held his blushing cheeks in her delicate palms,
staring his his eyes with a worrisome look. �Please, tell me�� she whispered.
�It�s not like you to act in such a manner.� Delita kept silent and just stared
directly back into his consort�s rich, chocolate colored eyes. �Come, my
darling, let us sit down on the balcony and discuss this,� said his queen as
she took Delita�s hand into hers and strode into the dusky sky, where the sun
would soon slumber and the orange-pink sky would be covered with night�s
shimmering blanket, guarded by Cynthia�s effervescent moon.

'> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

�Drusilla! Be sure to have supper ready before sunset or the
king will have your head! Haha�� Agrias yelled out jokingly to one of the cooks
as she ascended the same set of stairs as those that led to the royal chamber.
When she reached the top, she made a right in the middle of the hall into her
own private chamber. As she closed her chamber door, she unsheathed the
stiletto at her waist and made a quick slash at the darkness of her room, which
was stopped by a gloved hand holding her wrist.

�Agrias! It�s me!� a masculine voice said. Agrias� stiletto
just stopped short of his neck.

�Ramza!? What are you doing here?� Agrias said in a shocked
tone.

Ramza, who
still held Agrias� wrist, slowly lowered her arm to her waist. She could only
stare at his face as his eyes were still pasted to the sight of her wrist in
his grasp. His blue eyes slowly looked up at her reddened cheeks as her eyes
wandered shyly to the floor. He was still holding her wrist in his left hand.
With his right, he lifted her chin up with his index finger so that their eyes
could meet. �Oh Agrias�I have missed you so�� Ramza whispered as he leaned
forward and let their lips gently embrace. Their lips parted only for a moment
so that their eyes could continue that kiss. She hadn�t seen him in a year, a
year that seemed almost eternal, and she wanted to look into his deep-blue eyes
and absorb the sight of his handsome, youthful face. He himself was immersed in
Agrias� glimmering eyes � eyes as blue as the sea he sailed across to reunite
with her. Ramza truly loved Agrias with his whole heart and soul � ever since
she bandaged his wounds from an excruciating battle at Zirekile Falls rescuing
the then, young Princess Ovelia � even if she were never to feel exactly the
same about him.

Agrias had
a suit of armor constantly guarding her emotions � one that Ramza knew only he
was destined to remove. Though she may have treated him more like an annoying
little brother when they first met, he was now the key to her heart. She
remembered well that night before they fought Altima; they consummated their
love for the first time. It was as much of a first for her as it was for Ramza.
Agrias was a virgin, even at the ripe age of twenty-five, as he was at
twenty-one. Such pleasure she felt that night was hot and tantalizing, even
more so than in the heat of battle. She yearned for that pleasure again, which
only Ramza cogivegive her.

They both
stood there before Agrias� chamber door, holding each other ever so tightly as
if afraid to let the other go. Neither one of them uttered a word. It was sheer
silence, totally undisturbed except for their calm breaths, which were
synchronized with their heartbeats. For a long while, both lovers stood there
just enjoying each other�s company.

The silence
was only broken when Ramza put his gloved hand upon Agrias� strawberry blonde
mane and began caressing it. Her golden strands fell between his fingers like
spun silk � remarkably soft for a warrior, and a general no less.

�I love
you, Agrias Oaks�� he whispered. His voice seemed like the hazy billows of the young
afternoon breezes that cool the land everyday before sunset.

�Ramza,
I�I�� she stammered and met the young prince�s blue eyes once more. He did not
expect her to reciprocate a response so quickly, so he merely placed two
fingers upon her lips and pleaded her silence with a �Shh�� followed by a soft
kiss. Enveloped by a small, kindling fire within her body, Agrias could not
release her lips from Ramza�s.

She began
removing his chest place while kissing him. Ramza was a little surprised that
she would initiate this sort of action, but he could not deny Agrias of his
love. Her skilled hands gracefully undid the buckles of his armor and
chainmail, leaving him in his breeches and royal blue shirt.

While
gracing Agrias� neck with loving kisses, he removed her armor as well as her
hair ribbon just as quickly. Her long, golden braid undid itself letting her
hair fall free to her waist. Ramza unsheathed his hands from their gloves and
felt the velvety skin of his dear Agrias� flushed cheeks. He looked into her
eyes once more before gently grabbing her waist and pulled her in for a most
passionate kiss.

She took a
step forward, urging Ramza to move with her towards her river stone bath. He
began stepping backward at Agrias� silent request, all the while locking his
lips with hers. She slowly moved her hand toward his belt and tugged at its
buckle. Noticing Agrias� desire for almost immediate gratification, he slipped
his right hand beneath her white undershirt and felt the bottom curve of her
breast. Ramza heard a slight moan from his lover as a result from that gesture.
Reaching the edge of the pool, Agrias finally unbuckled Ramza�s belt and let
her hand disappear into his breeches. She felt his organ beginning to harden in
her grasp. He sighed into her mouth as she did this. Her hand moved up and
down, stroking him as he massaged her breast. She heard her prince moan as his
breathing became faster. �Oh Agrias�� he whispered into her ear, kissing it
lightly.

�LADY
AGRIAS!!!� the chamber door flew open.

Stunned,
Ramza and Agrias did nothing but turn their heads toward the doorway to see a
green-hooded figure standing before them.

�Agrias
Oaks! What in St. Ajora�s name are you doing!?�

�Meliadoul,
you have two fists. Use at least one of them to knock next time. St. Ajora�s
dead, by the way. You of all people should know that. And, since when have you
addressed me as �Lady Agrias�? Only lowly knights do that.� Agrias scolded.

�Yes, I
know, but the king scolds me if I he hears me addressing people improperly. I
believe it is because I am new to him, and he takes pleasure in my
submissiveness.� Meliadoul rolled her eyes.

�Well, no
matter. We�ve fought countless battles together and have become the best of
friends haven�t we?� Agrias put her hand on Meliadoul�s right shoulder
pauldron.

�She�s
right you know. I was there with the both of you throughout most of those
battles. So, as I haved ead earlier today, there is no need to formalities
here, Meliadoul. We�re all close friends here�some even closer�� Ramza
reassured Meliadoul and then turned towards Agrias and kissed her lips gently.
Meliadoul�s face cringed a bit at the sight. �Look, if you�re worried that you
haven�t met the love of your life, then I�d be glad to help you find him. In fact,
I know a young prince in a neighboring province of mine in Romanda. His name is
Garanor Salogel. I�ve met him a few times. The man is a few years older that I
and a fine hunter and swordsman. Prince Garanor just might catch your
interest.� Ramza persuaded.

�I, too,
have heard of his great swordsmanship. I�ve also heard that he is as courteous
and kind as our dear Ramza.� The young general winked at Meliadoul.

�I know you
mean well, the both of you, but you know full well the restrictions of my holy
orders. There are also more important things at present, such as GETTING
DRESSED FOR TONIGHT�S BANQUET!!!� Meliadoul gave a cry louder than that of the
most frightening banshee in the land. �You two have exactly fifteen minutes to
dress yourselves properly, go downstairs, and take your appropriate places at
the banquet table�GOOD DAY!� And with that, the young commander slammed Agrias�
chamber door shut.

�Well, you
heard her. We better get dressed,� Agrias said in an exasperated tone.

�Not just yet��
Ramza peered down at the evidence of his remaining passion and gave Agrias a
devilish smirk.

�I suppose
fifteen minutes is plenty of time of time to finish what we started�� Agrias
said in a sultry voice and grinned back at him. She then took his lower lip
into hers and pushed him down with her hands on his shoulders to the cold stone
floor near the edge of the bath.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

With both
of their eyes fixed on the reclining sun, Delita and Ovelia stood on their
balcony, her hands in his, in utter silence � though it was not an awkward
silence, just one where talking would only disturb the beauty of Helios�
nightly valediction.

Delita
looked at his wife, who was still enjoying the sunset with the wind gently
carrying her golden strands across her face. Finding this as being the perfect
moment, Delita brushed Ovelia�s hair out of her fair face. She looked up at him
then, with a gentle and warm smile, whilst her eyes imparted a hint of
inquisition from their depths.

�Ovelia��
Delita whispered her name and relieved another strand of hair from her eyes and
cupped her left cheek in his gloved hand. �Ovelia, I have so many things to say
to you that I do not even know where to begin.� He chose his words carefully.

�I know, Delita�I
know.� She gave him another loving smile and placed her hand over the one on
her cheek. �Take your time. There is no need for haste. Remember, I will always
be by your side�I love you.� Ovelia looked into his eyes and for a brief
moment, she swore she saw some hint of green flash in Delita�s eyes. Peculiar�She merely blinked and took a
step forward and embraced him, resting her head on his chest.

�Ovelia��
he sighed. �I know what you did while I was away.� He stated it bluntly without
any angry undertone to it. With that, she immediately looked up at him in
surprise.

�How�?� Ovelia began to ask before he placed his right index
finger over her lips.

�Shh�let me
explain.� She nodded for him to continue. He pulled her in and eased her head
upon his chest again.

�It all
began when I was returning from Zarghidas
Trade City.
I was about ten miles away from the castle, riding down the forest road, when
suddenly a strong gust of wind blew against me and my men. Then, a loud,
booming voice came crashing through my ears, mine only, and it said�.�

�My lord! My lady!� There came a
rapping on their chamber door.

�Yes,
Meliadoul, you may enter.� Ovelia shouted nicely to her from inside. The young
knight opened the large, oak doors slightly and slipped in with her
announcement.

�Ahem, your
majesties, I just wanted to say that you have fifteen minutes before the
banquet commences and that you should give yourselves ample time to prepare. My
lady, do you have any need of my assistance in preparing for supper tonight?�
Meliadoul inquired.

�No, that
isn�t necessary. But thank you for your kindness. You may be excused.� The
queen said calmly.

�Yes, my
lady.� Meliadoul clasped her right fist over her heart, bowed to her king and
queen, and left the room.

�Delita
turned to face his wife with a very vexed expression on his face. �Why is it
that your friends ALWAYS know how to irritate me?�

�You know
that they do not mean to do such things on purpose, love.� Ovelia said coolly
and planted a quick kiss on her husband�s lips to relieve him from his
aggravated state.

Delita�s
body stiffened at Ovelia�s sudden action. He merely stared at her with a raised
eyebrow, as she was never the one to initiate anything remotely intimate.
However, a light tingling sensation surged through his loins.

�Now, you
were saying? You heard a loud, booming voice and the wind blew at you�then
what?� She asked, tapping her husband�s nose with her finger while maintaining
a serious demeanor.

�Oh, um�i-it called out my name furiously.� Delita resumed his
explanation after coming back to his senses. �The sun was then shielded from us
by clouds and all was dark in the forest. Just then, a large pair of glowing
green eyes appeared in the darkness before me. I asked General Solsvardien if he had seen or heard what I had. Apparently,
he did not. Only I had seen the green eyes and had heard the malicious voice.
Rather odd, I�d say. But then, the green eyes rushed toward me, and the next
thing I knew, I was drowned in darkness. No knights with me, no horses, no
forest, no sun�� he stared deeply into Ovelia�s eyes and held her face with
both hands. ��no Ovelia.� Delita bent his head down and rested his brow upon
hers. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. With a heavy sigh he spoke again.
�I then found myself in Ramza�s presence about ten days ago. Ramza, of all
people! And to think I�d never see him again.� Delita exhaled once more.
�Unfortunately, however, we had just drawn swords and I had awakened in the
midst of, judging from Ramza�s expression, a duel to the death for some
reason.�

�Oh, God,
you weren�t hurt were you? Either of you?� Ovelia said in a worrisome tone.
Delita held her tightly in his arms and stroked her hair to comfort her.

�No, for I
had dropped my sword in confusion. I didn�t know where I was, what I was doing,
or where you were. I asked Ramza why I was with him, what year it was, and what
exactly had happened.�

�You had
sent a letter, or so it seemed, to the kingdom of Romanda
stating your wish to trade with them for their fine pistols.� Ovelia
intervened.

�Yes, I
know, Ramza told me everything. I had gone not for trade, but to make war and
take over his country, trying to annex it with Ivalice.
I then realized that since I was out of the darkness and back in my body again,
that parasite that invaded me may go after you next. I wanted to leave
immediately but I decided to stay a few extra nights in Romanda to prepare
battle plans with Ramza and his army.

�But one
night, while still in Romanda, I had a dream�of you, my darling wife.� Delita
paused. Ovelia lifted her head from his chest and looked at him intently.

�Tell me
what happened�� Hoiceoice started to break and her eyes began to tear.

�I saw you
and a silver-haired man in our bed and you giving him your most intimate
embrace. Strangely, everything he did to you felt as if it was my own doing,
and everything you did to him I felt with utmost pleasure. I had my doubts at
first, but when you kissed me just now, which such an action has never been instigated
by you before�� He was hesitant in ending this statement. �I knew it wasn�t a
lie.� Delita hugged his queen with a heavy heart as he stared at the nearly set
sun. He then felt Ovelia�s slender arms slip about his waist and embrace him in
return. With that embrace however, came soft sobs from his beloved�s mouth. He
caressed her long, blonde tresses to console her, just as he had done long ago
at the church ruins. �Shh�I swore to you once upon my dead sister, Teta, that everything will be all right, and I will keep my
promise to you. So please, Ovelia, don�t cry.�

�Delita,
I...� Ovelia looked up at him, her deep-blue eyes longing for forgiveness while
stifling a sob. �Oh, God, Delita I�m sorry. I�m so sorry.� She drew him ever so
much closer, clinging onto his crimson silk mantle, wanting him to absolve her
of her sin. And she had wanted him to do so for the past thirteen days.

�Shh�It was
I who had wronged you first. Therefore, I should be the one begging you for absolution,
not the other way around.� He spoke to her in a tender, soothing voice but
inside he was furious, so taken over by his rage that he was going to burst if
he didn�t know how to control his temper so well at times like this. He wasn�t
mad at Ovelia. No, he could never be angry with her, his one and only source of
solace. Instead, his wrath was directed at that fiend, that demon who corrupted
his immaculate wife.

Ovelia
looked at him with a blank expression on her face not really knowing what to
say. �Ovelia, my body burns for you, my heart aches for yours, and my soul
longs to be with yours forever�.� Delita started ranting with fervor, and
having known him so well, Ovelia heard jealousy beneath his sultry voice and
distant fa�ade as well. So, she abruptly cut him off.

�And
Delita, you have it, all of it�� Ovelia said with a bit of steel to it so as to
prove to him how much she loved him and indirectly forgive him for his past
year of ignorance. ��all of me.� Her voice had died down to a whisper whilst
cupping his face gingerly in her tandsands.

�Ovelia��
he murmured her name huskily and swallowed hard once. His eyes focused on her
lips. And so, he captured them in his ardently. She responded in likewise zeal,
pressing her body up against him. Delita opened his mouth a little wider to let
his silk tongue ease its way into her mouth, but the queen was quick to meet
his with hers before he made his move. She had surprised him for the second
time that day and he had nearly lost his footing as he held her against his
chest.

�I�ve
missed you so much, Delita!� Ovelia confessed, breathing heavily and kissed him
fervently once more, wanting to feel more of him � the real him. Likewise, he could not resist her. Only she can make me lose myself like this. He bit her lower lip
sinfully with a smirk playing on his lips as he did it. He broke their kiss and
nuzzled his face against her smooth neck, kissing it tenderly. I meant it back then, Ramza. I would do
anything for her, even if it meant giving my life. He lightly stroked the
crevice between her breasts, as the vertex of the burgundy off-shoulder V-neck
gown conveniently exposed the smooth curves of the top of her bosom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The young
Divine Knight strolled through the dank halls five minutes later than Drusilla
had foretold. Her footsteps resounded through the corridor�s cold grey walls,
each step nonchalant yet somewhat contemplative. She seemed undisturbed and
carefree but her gait imparted otherwise � lacking in the buoyant
characteristics one is usually accustomed to. Turning the corner to go to
Agrias� room, her wandering thoughts were disrupted by some strange utterances
coming from the general�s room. Swiftly, Meliadoul peeked inside the keyhole to
find Ramza and Agrias still as unprepared for the night�s festivities�perhaps
even more unprepared than before.

�Agrias�ah��
Ramza grunted in the midst of his pleasure, bucking under his lover�s naked
hips as she rode him, a moan being her only response. Consumed in her own
bliss, she slid her hand under his back to make him sit up and then proceeded
to capture his left earlobe in her lips. Sucking at it and then gently biting
it, she urged him to give her more. Never had he seen Agrias so bold, so utterly
aggressive, almost forceful even, especially when it came down to something
like this. Given the fact that this was Agrias Oaks, his only love, he held
nothing back, plunging his firm sex deeper into her body, making his name
escape from her lips before surrendering to his release. She came not long
afterwards, crying his name yet again and collapsing on top of his clearly
drained form. He placed his right hand on the back of her head and kissed her
forehead adoringly. As he did so, he thought to himself, Remember what you said about Ovelia that time in the church, Delita?
Well, I finally know how you felt back then. Agrias means everything to me, and
I will go to any length to always keep her by my side, even if I had to risk my
life. Agrias then stared deep into his eyes, studying his face as he ran
his fingers through her hair.

It suddenly
dawned on him that she had been saving herself for him this past year. Although
she knew that she probably wouldn�t see him again for the longest time, her
strong will enabled her to wait for his return, because no one else in the
world had loved her, understood her, and had been so eager to please her as
much as he did.

As the two
were lingering on their last few threads of pleasure, Meliadoul though it
prudent to knock on the door to bring them back to reality. �Dinner is served!
So get to the table�NOW!!!�

Ramza and
Agrias hastily helped the other dress with no lace or buckle left undone.
Before they rushed out of the room however, Ramza pulled Agrias in for a quick
but fervent kiss so as to give her a prelude to the music they would be making
later that night.

Satisfied
with her doing as she saw her two friends spring to their feet, Meliadoul
chuckled to herself while she strode down the hallway in an amused disposition
towards the queen�s chamber.

Meliadoul
knocked on the thick oak doors a bit vigorously so that the sound could
penetrate the large room. �Your majesties! Supper commences!� she bellowed.

�By and by
we come! Give us five more minutes!� Meliadoul heard her lady sovereign shout
from the other side.

�Yes, my
queen!�

The
green-clad commander made her way down the long corridor again, down the
spiraling staircase and to her chair, the third seat to the right of the
king�s. To her left was Agrias, whom she noticed was staring stolidly at the
silver plate before her on the table pretending to avoid Ramza�s incessant
gaze. The sight of their clandestine intimacy transpiring made Meliadoul
rethink the path she had chosen in life. Maybe�maybe
being a Divine Knight isn�t as coveted a title as one imagines it to be. God, I
don�t think I even knew what I was getting myself into six years ago. It was
the power. Everyone�s always in love with the ability to flawlessly break arms.
But now I know the price for being able to wield such power. There must be at
least ten apprentices waiting to take their holy orders this year at Murond.
Foolish young�ns. They know not the meaning of celibacy, of the constant
solitude, the� �Hmm?� She finally noticed that Agrias was nudging her arm.

�Mel, are
you all right?� The knight general bent her head slightly and analyzed her
comrade�s face.

�Yes,
Agrias I�m fine, thank you.� She said rather rapidly only meeting her friend�s
eyes for a brief second before looking away at the red linen tablecloth and
adjusting her hood. I just don�t want to
be alone anymore�

Author�s Note:
Hope you all liked this chapter. If you didn�t you can always review it or
email me & tell me why. As for Meliadoul being celibate, I got the idea
after I read the little �help� description in FFT on Divine Knights. They
apparently take holy orders & I made that connection w/ the sacrament of
�Holy Orders� in Catholicism, where the new priests & nuns must remain
celibate. The Glabados
Church btw, has not
fallen apart. They still have some power in Ivalice,
just not as much as before. I�m also in the process of thinking of what exactly
will happen in chapter 5. I have so many ideas screaming at me inside my puny
little head!!! >.< However, I DO know how this is going to end. ^_^ If
you have any ideas, comments, and/or CONSTRUCTIVE criticisms then feel free to
contact me. If you want to throw some flames then go set up a bonfire &
chuck your tongues of fire in there & not at me. Thank you very much. Be
patient, everyone, as I write chapter 5. It probably won�t be up till the end
of the month or September, as I have summer reading to do�damn me for internal
transfers. Well, au revoir for now mes amis!!!
=D
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