The Princess and the Sorceress
Chapter 1
A Call For Help
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'TAP TAP TAP'
The sound echoed across the courtyard of Balamb Garden.
"Excuse me sir. Do you have business in Balamb Garden?"
"Yes, I'm an ambassador from Esthar. Headmaster Cid is expecting me."
"Very well. Go on through."
The man wore a strange type of trenchcoat and had a small cap on his head. His face bore several scars along with wrinkles of age. As the robed man walked through the corridor students muttered to each other as he passed. A young man with an intricate tattoo on his face smiled and nodded at the stranger as he walked past. Suddenly he turned around with a surprised look on his face.
"Kiros! Hey man! I haven't seen you in ages!" said the man with a tattoo across his face.
"Well if it isn't . . . Zell isn't it? How have you been lately?" Kiros answered.
Zell put his hand behind his head.
"Ah, you know. Okay I guess. Things have been pretty good. So what are you here for?"
"I have to see Headmaster Cid. There has been trouble in Esthar."
"Oh, okay. I guess you better go then."
Zell and Kiros bid each other farewell and then Kiros continued to the elevator to Cid's office. Cid was standing facing the window with his arms behind his back.
"Headmaster Cid. It is good to see you again. I have important news for you. Recently Esthar has suffered several attacks from monsters."
Cid turned around. The many years could show on his face and his hair was now a dark shade of grey. He was wearing his usual tweed vest and small oval spectacles.
"I see. This kind of thing hasn't happened in 4 years since the Sorceress incident. How is Esthar coping?"
"We have been able to hold out for a week but after every attack, the monsters seem to come back double in numbers."
"This is terrible. Well, I will send three squads out to Esthar. Unfortunately I cannot send any more because we are currently having problems with Galbadia."
"Very well. Thank you Headmaster."
"Don't mention it. I hope we will be of help."
"Oh. And one more thing. The President would like to know how Squall has been lately."
"Squall? Goodness! I haven't seen Squall for 4 years now. Rinoa and him left to live in Timber. Apparently Squall decided that being a mercenary wasn't for him but you know Squall. Always hiding his real reasons from everyone."
"Yes . . . well thank you for your time Headmaster. I hope we will meet again in the near future."
Kiros left the room leaving Cid to his thoughts.
"Squall . . . how are you now?"
* * *
It was a stormy night. A scarred young man stood in the rain looking up at the stars.
"Squall! Come inside! You'll catch a cold in just your shirt! Why don't you wear your jacket?"
Squall turned around and gave a slight grin. He brushed his shoulder length hair off his face and slowly walked through the rain back to the house.
"I told you Rinoa, it's too small for me now."
Rinoa stood in the doorway of the Leonhart's current residence. She wore the same blue attire that she had worn all those years ago during the Sorceress War. While she had matured quite a lot physically, she still had her carefree and cheerful personality.
"Oh Squall. You've changed a lot since we came here to Timber!"
She walked up and joined him in the rain, throwing her arms around him and kissing him.
"Now you'll get wet too."
"Then we'll be wet together."
"Alright you win, I'll come inside."
They both walked over to their house, Rinoa resting her head on Squall's arm. Just before Squall walked inside, he looked up at the stars above.
"I hope this peace will never end," he whispered.
* * *
'TAP TAP TAP'
The sound echoed across the courtyard of Balamb Garden.
"Excuse me sir. Do you have business in Balamb Garden?"
"Yes, I'm an ambassador from Esthar. Headmaster Cid is expecting me."
"Very well. Go on through."
The man wore a strange type of trenchcoat and had a small cap on his head. His face bore several scars along with wrinkles of age. As the robed man walked through the corridor students muttered to each other as he passed. A young man with an intricate tattoo on his face smiled and nodded at the stranger as he walked past. Suddenly he turned around with a surprised look on his face.
"Kiros! Hey man! I haven't seen you in ages!" said the man with a tattoo across his face.
"Well if it isn't . . . Zell isn't it? How have you been lately?" Kiros answered.
Zell put his hand behind his head.
"Ah, you know. Okay I guess. Things have been pretty good. So what are you here for?"
"I have to see Headmaster Cid. There has been trouble in Esthar."
"Oh, okay. I guess you better go then."
Zell and Kiros bid each other farewell and then Kiros continued to the elevator to Cid's office. Cid was standing facing the window with his arms behind his back.
"Headmaster Cid. It is good to see you again. I have important news for you. Recently Esthar has suffered several attacks from monsters."
Cid turned around. The many years could show on his face and his hair was now a dark shade of grey. He was wearing his usual tweed vest and small oval spectacles.
"I see. This kind of thing hasn't happened in 4 years since the Sorceress incident. How is Esthar coping?"
"We have been able to hold out for a week but after every attack, the monsters seem to come back double in numbers."
"This is terrible. Well, I will send three squads out to Esthar. Unfortunately I cannot send any more because we are currently having problems with Galbadia."
"Very well. Thank you Headmaster."
"Don't mention it. I hope we will be of help."
"Oh. And one more thing. The President would like to know how Squall has been lately."
"Squall? Goodness! I haven't seen Squall for 4 years now. Rinoa and him left to live in Timber. Apparently Squall decided that being a mercenary wasn't for him but you know Squall. Always hiding his real reasons from everyone."
"Yes . . . well thank you for your time Headmaster. I hope we will meet again in the near future."
Kiros left the room leaving Cid to his thoughts.
"Squall . . . how are you now?"
* * *
It was a stormy night. A scarred young man stood in the rain looking up at the stars.
"Squall! Come inside! You'll catch a cold in just your shirt! Why don't you wear your jacket?"
Squall turned around and gave a slight grin. He brushed his shoulder length hair off his face and slowly walked through the rain back to the house.
"I told you Rinoa, it's too small for me now."
Rinoa stood in the doorway of the Leonhart's current residence. She wore the same blue attire that she had worn all those years ago during the Sorceress War. While she had matured quite a lot physically, she still had her carefree and cheerful personality.
"Oh Squall. You've changed a lot since we came here to Timber!"
She walked up and joined him in the rain, throwing her arms around him and kissing him.
"Now you'll get wet too."
"Then we'll be wet together."
"Alright you win, I'll come inside."
They both walked over to their house, Rinoa resting her head on Squall's arm. Just before Squall walked inside, he looked up at the stars above.
"I hope this peace will never end," he whispered.
* * *