Chapter 1: Thoughts about...
Lord Eliwood's army was taking another well earned rest from the jaws of battle with yet another victory at hand. Groups of soldiers were enjoying their rest with liquor and tales of their homes while others retreated to their tents seeking privacy for themselves. The prominent figures of the army were scattered but many gathered by the large campfire far from the camp.
Erk sat on the soft clusters of grass beneath him as he read one of his books just to be interrupted by the cheerful Nino and Jaffar not far from her. Lord Eliwood, Lord Hector and Lady Lyn were chatting amongst themselves of the aftermath of the battle. Canas was consulting something with Lord Pent while Rebecca was doing the same with Lady Louise. Rath was grooming his steed as Wil joined his Sacaen ally. There was one other by the campfire but she wasn't accompanied by anyone except herself.
The red-haired maiden stared at the cackling fires before her as she became enveloped in her own thoughts. Thoughts of her home, her family, and eventually her lord brother Raymond. She had finally met her lord brother Raymond in the earlier stages of their once small army, but like a changed soul, he was to be met with the name Raven instead. She could not ponder the thoughts as to why the change and she has yet to ask him directly. Her face began to show a pale complexion as time passed her by.
"Priscilla... Are you feeling alright?" A voice called to her. Priscilla snapped out of her thoughts to find a young man with green hair and a few strands of his bangs with white, in his black shirt and white pants looking at her in a squatted position. Priscilla looked at the man once more before she gave him a smile.
"Oh hello Heath. I did not see you there..." Priscilla saw that he had just settled down since his armor was no longer on and Hyperion was in a deep sleep by Heath's tent.
"Is there something wrong?" Heath found it odd to see the young maiden in such a depressed state even though the last time he talked to her, she HAD almost fainted from his past stories of the heroic yet... "bloody" situations of his former captain. He found her purity a bit... unnatural.
"I am fine... Thank you for asking." Priscilla did not want to go into detail of her thoughts so she evaded telling. "Please do not mind me."
"Well if there's anything I can do, do ask me. It's difficult seeing a maiden go through so much stress such as battles and the such, you know." Heath tried to encourage.
"As do you..., with your charging in and all." Priscilla pointed out and made Heath stumble.
"Well... That's why I can count on you, like you said right?" Heath scratched his head and smiled. He had remembered his previous promise to her.
"Yes... I'll do the best that I can." She nodded and gave him a gentle smile