Disclaimer: I do not own Rune Factory, merely borrowing its settings, characters, and basic plot to write my own entertainment.

The Order of the Divine Wind

Chapter 1

In Which the Tale Begins

Leon knew next to little about the world he seemingly fell into when the young, mint haired and doe eyed Earthmate had rescued him from his eternal slumber. Sometimes, to be honest, it still all felt like some sort of strange dream, one he'd drift from at any moment and find himself in another dreamless sleep. To be honest, it terrified him at times and he found himself awake till nearly midnight most nights or even later, afraid to fall asleep to only find out that this world was nothing but a wonderful fallacy.

The only one at the moment that knew of his insomnia and phobia was Ventuswill the Divine Wind herself, though, he hated burdening her with such knowledge. Venti had been plagued enough by his and the others actions. However, he still felt incredibly guilty, having overheard her discussion with Amber, Dylas, and Dolce. He was somewhat surprised that she had yet to lecture him, but perhaps it was because, once upon a time, it was his sworn duty as a dragon priest to put Venti's life above his. Becoming a Guardian was his only option to elongate her lifespan. She had been so young then, too young to die.

It was that guilt that had him confessing all sorts of things to her, like how he couldn't sleep, his nightmares, and the heavy burdens of his soul, often when everyone else was asleep. And, despite the fact that he had usually roused Venti from her sleep to seek her council, she listened and she offered what solace she could to her oldest and dearest friend.

Sometimes, she would offer him great words of wisdom, but more than often, she would sit and tell tales about her people. From long before this current generation to more current events. However, when talking about more modern times, Frey was often in the middle of all of it, it seemed, as Venti told her tales of this generations comings and goings. It was perhaps due to one of those few precious nights that Leon's views upon the pseudo princess began to change.

"Hey, Venti," Leon asked one night, laying against Ventuswill's belly as she drowsily kept him company. Her head as between her wings and she looked nearly ready to nod off.

"Hmm?" She mumbled tiredly, her eyes slowly drooping more and more. It seemed that tonight's session with her would not be lasting long.

"I know I've heard a lot about Frey and her escapades here in Selphia, but, it would seem, that I've never actually heard of when she first came here. In fact, most of the stories you've told me can't possibly date back past a year at most, then you got sick, and- well, you get the point."

"Nobody really talks about it here, for her sake." Venti informed him with a yawn. "It would do you best not to mention it either. She had a rough first year, especially since she couldn't remember anything prior to coming here."

That caught Leon's attention. "Wait, what?" He was peering at Venti's head, ears perked up and eyes full of curiosity. "What do you mean- doesn't remember?"

"Frey suffers from long term amnesia." Ventuswill admitted sadly. "She had lived under my protection for nearly two and a half years now, but she has not regained a single memory since before she came here." She let out a half-hearted laugh as she corrected herself. "More like crash landed here and used me as her landing pad."

"Wait, wait, wait." Now this sounded interesting. Why had no one mentioned this to him before! If Venti left him wanting, he was so going to go find Kiel tomorrow and badger it out of the blonde gossip. The kid couldn't keep a secret even if he tried. Actually, with how much he was around Kiel, why was this the first he had ever heard of how Frey came to live here as the acting princess. He already knew all of Forte's embarrassing secrets and those were things Kiel was actually trying to keep a secret! "Let me get this straight. She fell from the sky with amnesia and landed on you?"

"Yes, and we mistook her for Arthur too. Though, to be fair, at the time we didn't know what the gender of our visiting royalty was." Venti admitted with a sheepish look.

"That has to be the best thing I've heard since the time I found your overgrown hide trying to fish with a fishing pole next to Dylas." Leon laughed at the thought of Frey coming crashing into the palace, startling Venti into revealing her 'secret' self, and then consistently insist everyone was wrong, that she wasn't a princess, only to be able to rub it into their faces when she turned out to be right.

"Hey!" Ventuswill snapped as she pouted. "I told him I was sorry after I had accidentally knocked him in! I was still young! I didn't have full control over my reflexes and I had been excited."

That only made Leon laugh harder, holding his stomach as he recalled how wet and pissed Dylas had looked when Venti had managed to fish him out of the river and, he clutched his sides harder as he remembered the fish that had been caught in the other man's clothes, slapping him in the face with its tail. Ah, good times, good times.

"Oh, you!" Venti huffed, using her tail to push him away from her. "Go home Leon and let me sleep."

Leon was still on the ground, though he was now curling up on the ground still laughing since she had pushed him away from her.

"Ah, ha haha ha," He was at least trying to calm himself. "I needed that, heh heh heh."

"Go to bed Leon before you wake up everyone else in the castle." Venti told him, though she did nothing else to berate him at laughing at some of her more embarrassing moments.

"Fine, fine," Leon agreed as he started to pull himself up. "But your going to have to finish that story, and maybe even give an in depth version of it. Now I'm way too curious about it."

Venti's mood suddenly got quite somber. "There isn't much else to tell. She came here, became the princess, and, well, we all agreed not to talk about that first year. It was hard and I might have messed up a few things, badly. But I didn't know that I'd still be here... I thought I was going to die..." If it weren't for his ears being keen he may have missed the last sentence. "I thought I was doing what was best..."

Leon frowned as he looked at his old friend. "What do you mean Venti? You know you can always talk to me."

She merely shook her head. "I... no. If I am to confess my sins, I will confess them to the one I've wronged first." She lifted her head a bit to throw Leon an apologetic smile. "Sorry Leon, you're just going to have to wait on that tale for a few nights. I have to talk to Frey about it before I speak to you. She should know first."

"Alright..." Leon frowned, not liking it, but what could he do? "I'm holding you to it, Venti."

"Yeah." She gave him a pleased grin. "I hope you will. I'll be needing it when I incur her wrath. She's scary when pissed, I'll tell you that much."

"Coming from 'Ventuswill the Divine Wind'? Yeah, I'd believe it." Leon let out a low chuckle before stretching a bit, wondering how flustered and cute Frey possibly looked when she was angry. Meh, he'd figure that out soon enough, of that much he was certain. For now, it was time to go. "Okay, Venti. I'll be heading out. Which way is faster?"

There was two different routes he could take, but, to be honest, he'd never exited out the back way before.

"Go through the fields." Venti encouraged him. "Frey planted flowers in that plot and most of them are in full bloom. She'll be harvesting them soon, so go and enjoy them while they're there. Especially with all the firefly flying about. It's absolutely beautiful."

So with that said, Leon took the back exit, entering the farmland out in the back where Frey worked the fields everyday on top of the other countless activities she preformed.

Venti was right. It was beautiful out back. The moonlight hit the field turned garden as the fireflies danced about carefree. The flowers, though not all were open, were an array of colors and some even had yet to close, allowing the fireflies to land and light some of them up. In a way, he could see the mysterious warrior princess's true heart. There was no doubt from him that she communed with the earth and in its reply it reflected her very heart and soul.

Leon didn't go home until the sun was up, lying in the middle of that makeshift garden, and he had almost been caught by Frey lounging in her garden when she came to manage her fields that morning. Even then, he was already planning to come back again when her next batch of flowers were in full bloom.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading my story. I have been on a Rune Factory binge since I got my 2DS and started playing Rune Factory 4. I love all the characters and the fact that they tied the other games to this one so well. (Third game actually makes reference to the four native dragons and names them all by name. Venti was in there. Also, I love that they tie in characters from the older games into the newer ones. Way to make it feel all one world.)

The prompt that I used for this chapter is Beginnings. I guess I merely used it as a way of marking the beginning of this story. So yes, this is mainly Leon and Frey (there are other pairings, but not for a while) and while there will be romance and friendship, there will also be adventure, humor, and even slice of life- much like what the game offers the player.

Heck, I might even add in a few characters in much later chapters from older games. More than just Raven and Barrett (time to go get familiar with the older games!)

Look forward to hearing your input, I always love hearing what people have to say about how I write and I am more than happy to insert desired scenes between characters. All you need to do is ask and I'll talk to you about it.

See you in the next chapter.

~Lore

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