This is just a story I'm typing on a whim okay? Don't get mad if it sucks alright? also, I may not update all the time and if I don't get enough reviews I might not continue this because I'm really a lazy person that will only do it if I get recongition. I really hope it is to your liking folks. feedback if you read this. if you don't...well I'll be sad...and that'll be the worst of it. Also, I do not own anything accept for my own original characters, and their's only one REAL made up character of mine that I'm using. The rest are like b.s. characters that give a more lively feeling to the story and more life to the um...extras I guess. wait, no I'm not making sense here :is losing whatever small audience she has: What I mean is, like with the maids, I give them more important things like names and... whatever, Idk... geez i'm taking up half of this chapter aren't I...?

Edit: There is something important that has been pasted below in question to the mary-sue matter please read below to confirm that this is not one.

P.S: Please keep in mind that things are bigger than in the game meaning the manor is huge and all, the castle bigger. Halls are longer, etc,etc...At least in my story if not in the game. also, to let you people know, I've typed reeeaaally long chapters, at least longer than the average fanfic writer so just so that I don't kill you guys right off the pat and so that you can take potty times and all without going "oooh, I need to use the bathroom but I want to finish this first..." or "Why is this so f'ing long?! I'm too lazy to read all this in one sitting!" OR anything of the sort I have divided the parts of a single chapter. thus making sub-chapters I guess. :scratches head: anyway, if I make your brain hurt cuz of this, I apologize. And as a forewarning, I wanted to start off strong so I went ahead and made things a little wordy, perhaps too much for ones taste so if that gets you a little "meh'' than I'm sorry... ... ... yeah, this is a long P.S isn't it. --;

Two of the maids of House Fabre stood near the door leading to the dining room or to be more precise, the one that was in the foyer. The two were known among the whole group of maids to be a little nosy when they could without getting into trouble. They were cleaning the area just in case as they listened to the sounds within the room. Neither said a word but gave each other curious glances as one cleaned the floor and the other tended to the windows. They switched places every once in a while, brushing off the invisible sedimants on their uniforms. Everyone in the manor at this time was filled with relief yet were distressed. It had been two months since the kidnapping and rescue of the heir to Kimlasca-lanvaldear and House Fabre, Luke. When he was returned to his home, all were shocked to find that the son of Duke Fabre had not only fallen victim to kidnapping...but amnesia as well. However, things were better now considering what the state of the manor was when he first returned, or rather, it's occupants. One particular servant was given the task of looking after the young boy, and thankfully had taught him how to read, write, and walk, once again. It was like magic how fast he repicked up these new things. Many thought it was just him subconciously remembering. The one servant who was acting as a teacher to Luke was probably one of the youngest servants in the household. However, after a while, the duke had finally decided to hire another pair of hands to do work. The one who was in question was currently being interviewed by the Head of the manor.

" If you two are trying not to stand out, you're failing miserably..." A calm voice said. There was a great amount of amusement from the tone of voice. The maids reacted similarly to a cat having cold water poured cruely onto it while it was sleeping. They turned shakily to the owner of the voice. It was one of the White Knights. He laughed, causing his armour to make sounds of metal making contact with metal, which in truth was what it was. The two of them gave timid smiles at the beloved jolly white knight as beads of sweat came down their foreheads. He nearly gave them a heart attack.

" I- we...uh...heh...oooh, we're sorry! Noah, please don't tell!" The blonde one said, her lip quivering. Puppy dog eyes were accompanied by the quivering lip. A similar look crept upon the brunettes face. This made Noah laugh heartily at them.

"Oh, don't worry about it. But you two better get back to doing your REAL work before anyone else notices. Tell you what, I'll stand here and tell you if anything interesting is said, that way it won't look suspicious." He said kindly. The flustered maids smiled. They nodded and bowed thankfully at him and went to do more important tasks for the day. It was apparent that the three had been in cahoots with each other before, however, they do not take an important part of this story, and thus, we press on. While Noah stood at the door, the voices continued inside.

"So...You understand your duties?" Duke Fabre said. His voice was slightly intimidating, his face stern. He stood up straight and properly, as expected of a Duke. The room seemed tense. In front of him stood a young girl who was in her teens. Her skin was ever so slightly pale, her hair smooth and silky. It was a chocolate brown color. Her eyes were a lovely shade a blue. She wore a white sundress with a blue tint to it, a blue ribbon wrapped around the waistline. The left side of her hair was placed behind her ear. She closed her eyes and bowed.

" Yes, sir. " She said calmly. She was slightly nervous from the serious talking of the Duke. However, it did not show. She straightened her posture and looked back at the duke's face, the left side of her hair no longer behind her ear. She had a strong look in her eyes, and it was noticeable to the Duke. He took good note of that. The muscles in his body relaxed as he let out a sigh of relief.

" I apologize for having you come all the way out here from Daath. Not only that but only now telling you of some changes in your duties." He said folding his arms behind his back. The young lady shook her head and smiled. Kindness emanated from her eyes.

"Not at all sir." She said kindly. She would be happy to take on her job.

" The person you will work with has a certain...condition. Nevertheless you should respect him, for he has been in our family's service a great deal longer than you have. " He said looking at her sternly again. She nodded.

"I understand."

"I must admit, however, that when you were recommended to me I was quite baffled to even consider such a thing. After all, the one who gave me word of you had only briefly met you. But then I had it looked into, and as it turned out you seemed qualified. It took some convincing to make me come to this decision. Don't make me reconsider." He said turning and pacing.

" Yes, sir. "

His face grew ever more serious as he turned back to face her.

"Also...Do not forget your place. You have been granted this opportunity but if, let's say you were to have an outburst or have any 'short comings'...I woul-"

"With all due respect, your grace, I do not believe that will be a problem." She interrupted, bowing her head. If by chance she did do something outrageous, it would be for good reason or benefit for another. "Sir, I may sound insolent by saying this and I do apologize for it but I believe that anyone under your service or everyone in the world is bound to have their 'short-comings' be it now or later on in life. It is only natural for the reason being that we are imperfect. Only the arrogant believe that they are truly perfect and that everyone else is inferior." She said strong of heart. That is what she believed. And apparently the duke agreed as a small smirk crossed his face for a small moment. However she did not catch that.

" Well said, young lady. Yes, that is true." He said. His tone was lighter this time.

" Yes, sir." She said bowing once more. Duke Fabre nodded contently at her.

" Very well then. I have already let one of the maids give you a tour of the manor, so I shall have them show you to your room. You shall eventually meet my son, and I expect good things from you. " he said. He called for one of the staff and as it turned out, it was one of the maids who were eavesdropping. It was the Blonde, to be exact. They left the dining room and went into the foyer. Duke Fabre had then left her to go to his room to see Susanne. As he walked down the hall he thought upon her full name. He knew of her last name, it was a name that seemed to be forgotten by many somehow. It was once a very famous name but now like a blanket over a person's entire body, people seemed to no longer see or know of it's presence... ... There were those few that still know the name but no longer think or speak of it.

" So then, what's your name? I am Claire. It's nice to meet you. It must have been scary being in the room all alone with Duke Fabre. " She said cheerfully as she continued to escort her peer to her room. The girl smiled kindly at her.

" I'm Irene, Irene De Flore. I must admit I was a little nervous. But it wasn't all that bad. " She said happily. She was glad she had gotten this job. It was a good opportunity. It payed fairly well too. But she wasn't interested in her pay. She got a place to live and she would be taking care of a child. She looked forward to meeting that child. Sure, there was the chance where it would be a 'naughty' child, but she had managed to flush that out from a child before. At least the ones that were good kids on the inside. She was sure this would be no different. After all, she doubted that a good man like Duke Fabre would let his child be a brat.

" But he sounded so intimidating inside that room. I'm amazed you didn't fall to your knees after leaving the room. I know I sure would have. " She said nervously. She held her hands up to her chest shakily just thinking about it. Irene looked at her with her facial expression saying 'Ah-ha'.

" I see that we have some curious people here in the manor! " She said in a playful voice. Claire smiled timidly as she scratched her head.

" Yes, well, please don't tell the Duke. I don't want to lose my job. " She said. Irene just waved it off. It was actually amusing.

" Oh, no worries, it's good to have people like you here, that way we know what's going on. Although, I would be careful, you might hear something that'll get you into trouble. I imagine you are not the only curious person here? " She said interested. Claire seemed like she would be a good friend here. Claire giggled at Irene's last sentence.

"No, I only make up a third of the gossip squad. Of course, the group can grow, depending on the subject. " She said winking. She looked back at Noah who just waved at the two. Irene took this as a sign.

" I see. It must good to have a White Knight on your side. I bet you ladies make him listen in all the time. " Irene said teasingly. She raised an eyebrow for emphasis on the matter. One could tell she was really enjoying this talk.

" N-n-no...N-not all the time. " Claire said defensively. This made Irene laugh. Noah, who overheard laughed quietly at this as well as stood at his post. Claire pouted slightly as she looked back Noah. She knew he was laughing at her from the noises of his armour.

" All right then. I suppose your right. After all, their couldn't be a gossip squad without you and the other. But I bet your friend has to cover for you guys quite a bit. " Irene said contently. Claire sighed in defeat.

" Yes, that is true. " She said slightly ashamed. They then walked in silence for a small amount of time until they were half-way down the hall that led to the place where Irene's room was to be. They then stopped to talk once more.

"So how old are you, Irene? I'm sixteen by the way." Claire asked with a curious look on her face. Irene turned to face her.

" Only two years younger than you, fourteen. " She said smiling. Claire nodded contently at this.

" So what are your interests? " Claire asked. It seemed like Irene was going to get another interview today, not that she minded. She put her right index finger to her chin.

" Well, all sorts of thing I guess. Where do I start...?...Well...I like music, stories, cooking, children..." She began.

" Boys? " Claire asked tilting her head. She stopped doing that after a moment for apparently her maid's headband was loose.It was slipping off.

" Well, no, not particularly. I also like watching the stars, traveling around place to place, seeing new things...learning new things, meeting new people whom I can share these things with...like you Claire. " She said looking at Claire heartily. Claire was speechless for a moment. She hadn't really met anyone like Irene before. The things she had just said seemed to be so full of meaning that it brought a raising feeling in her stomach. The same seemed to go for Irenes eyes; so strong, and full of purpose. The look she portrayed on her face to Irene made her feel a little uneasy.

"Um...Did I say something strange...?" She said with a worried look. Claire broke from her trance and shook her head wildly.

"No! Not at all! Sorry about that, I just spaced out." She said embarrassed.

"Oh...alright then."

"A...anyway, we better stop chatting or we'll never make it to your room!" She joked. Irene laughed and nodded as they started to march off once again.

"Well...This is it. Your things will be brought here shortly. I better get going. I have work to do. Maybe we can talk later, Irene?" Claire said to her new found friend. Irene gave here a cheerful look and nodded.

"Of course Claire. I'd love to. Oh, and thank you." She replied. Claire smiled happily as she bowed and left the room. She was going to go and tell everyone about the new addition to the staff, after work of course. After the door closed Irene sighed contently and sat down on her bed. There were actually two beds in the room. She chose the one to the left to sit on. She sat on the right side of the bed. On the left side of it was a plant. She kept in mind that she would probably have to be the one taking care of it from now on, considering it was her new room. On the right side of her bed was a night table. On the surface of it laid a small pot of flowers, yellow flowers. She smiled at the flowers. They were soothing to look at. She laid down looking at the ceiling, thinking about the things she had seen today. She remembered the castle on her way here. And the monument in front of it. It was all breath taking and to top it all off the day was gorgeous. She sat up and glanced around her room taking in her scenery. The room was was symmetrical with there only being a few differences in the furnishing on each side such as the other night table had pink flowers and that there was a couch and vanity on the left side. On the right, there was a dressor and work desk. She was dazzled by the red curtains that hung above each bed. They both wore the symbol of Kimlasca. In the center lay a table with a pot of light pink flowers on them, two chairs on the left and right side. She then stopped paying attention to her surroundings and layed back down on bed. Her thoughts trailed to the child she was to take care of.

" So...This child is suffering from amnesia...Luke? Yes, that's his name. " She said quietly for no one to hear. She rolled over onto her right side and complimented how relaxing the beds felt. She thought about what it must be like, to have amnesia. It must have been annoying to get all the attention. Not to mention the extra attention due to his family status. She layed there for a while until a knock came upon her door. She got back up off the bed and signaled for the unknown to come in. It was some servants. Apparently they were the ones chosen to bring her belongings for they immediatly asked where her things be set down.

" Right there is fine, thank you." She said motioning by the dressor. When the her stuff was placed down all but one of the servants left. He looked like he was about in his mid-twenties. He looked at Irene with a frown.

"Wouldn't you like help unpacking your things? There's not much but..." He said scratching his head. Irene shook her head and smiled.

"No, that quite alright. As you said, there isn't much. Thank you though. Your offer is appreciated. " She said politely. His eyes widened slightly, not enough for one to really notice.

" All right then, but if you need help feel free to ask one of us, you know where the main servants quarters are. " He said as he headed to the door. She nodded and thanked him. Afterwards, she straightened out her dress, even though it didn't require straightening, and began taking out her things and setting them down in a good place. She put few sets of clothes inside the dresser and her grooming tools, such as her brush and such on the vanity. As for the more personal things she set them various different places in the room. A great deal of her things used to belong to her late parents, so when she placed them somewhere she smiled as she looked at them. She soon finished and started towards the door. Her left hand reached and placed the left side of her hair behind her ear, while the other reached for the knob. When she glanced to her left, she paused. She still had to unload her trunk. She walked up to it and knelt down and opened it. It was a very old and plain trunk that needed a little dusting. But it didn't look detestable in fact, when one would look at they could swear they heard a voice saying 'Come on, open me and see what wonders I have inside...it'll be cool'. It was like on of those hidden chests with treasure. Inside lay a belt, some old books, trinkets, some old letters, pictures and two short swords. She sighed as she took the swords out. She unsheathed one, revealing a black blade. The shape of it was somewhat odd for it looked like a very stretched-out diamond-shape, it was almost completely straight. The hilt as wrapped in a pale yellow cloth while at the end of lay a ring. It could be hung on a door knob if desired because of it. She sheathed and put it back into the trunk along with the other. There was no need to look at the other, it was the same as that one. She closed the trunk.

"There's no need to unpack this thing..." Irene said to herself as she moved the trunk on the right side of the dresser. She changed her mind about leaving her room and decided to rest. Tomorrow was when she'd officially start working anyway so there was no rush. She layed back down on her bed and closed her eyes, fatigue from traveling here covering her like a blanket. She fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

Yeah, It's kinda murdering me having to end it off here, but the alternative stopping point would be half of chapter one, and that's still to long for a great portion of peoples tastes. Even now it's still pushing it... I realize that because this is a fanfic of a game, I will not get many reviews so for those who read please review for me to know someone cares. You don't even have to type anything just put a ...'q' or... whatever, so that I know your reading this. I hope this is better than your average fanfic for games.

Edit: Irene's personality:

Uuuhh...Well, apparently she's close to a mary-sue ;.; Well, She basically has a Belldandy like character from Ah! My Goddess! only sexually aware and can at times have a jokingly cynical attitude. She likes food. But she's not a glutton. Oo; uuhh...She likes to let jerks look worse than they are, but that's only if given the chance. If she gets too relaxed she falls asleep. spoiler for fic: she sits in the suns rays too long in Lukes room and falls asleep drooling all over Luke's worksheets she made for him She is protective about her weight. (as any girl would be) and would probably shoot someone in the face if they mocked her about it, or rather not be jokingly cynical, just plain cynical in a creepy way and disappears at the mere mention of doing dishes. And she can have a strange sense of humor. Let's just say when she was smaller she had a run-into with a certain necromancer...mwahaha. And also, well, from the information I have given you it can only be natural that the dear man influenced her personality. (:cough: and also the fact that Jade, pwns :cough:) uh...well that's only a little info on Irene so yeah. Moving on. :shrugs: Oh, and I assure that if her flaws aren't made apparent now, when the story goes into the storyline things will get interesting. I just hope you folks like/love Jade. (geez, i'm getting ideas for this fic just telling you folks about this. :D)