I felt his fingers gently glide across my face, trying to soothe me during our final goodbye. At least, as I was concerned, this would be the last time I'd ever see him. Auron had chosen to go on a pilgrimage to Zanarkand with Lord Braska, even though he knew I was five months along in my pregnancy. He told me that was the reason he was guarding Lord Braska on his way to defeat Sin.
"I want to help bring about a calm for our child to grow up peacefully in." Auron had said, giving me a small smile.
I still had my objections and they weren't without reason. "What if you three die and it was all for nothing?" I asked. "Why can't he take the drunkard Jecht from Zanarkand only?" I pleaded.
He obviously objected to the last idea, not even trust Jecht in the first place. I couldn't blame him, it was drunkard with delusions about being from Zanarkand, how could he trust him?
At long last, I finally gave in to the thought of him going to Zanarkand, Braska entrusted me to take care of little Yuna, who was only seven, he gave me custody as her mother died only three years prior. Her mother's death only sealed Braska's resolve to become a summoner and defeat Sin.
So here I was, giving Auron one last sloppy and tearful kiss at the gates of Bevelle. I smiled and waved as they left, wishing them good luck. Then, once they were outside of my view, I sat down and put my head into my hands, sobbing too loud to hear the tiny footsteps coming towards me.
"Lady Vixen, it'll be okay. They'll come back." Yuna said. "But until then, we have each other." Yuna reassured. "So please stop crying?" She asked. I complied with her request, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Yes, let's go in now, Yuna." I told her, standing up and grabbing her hand as we walked back inside Bevelle.
(AN: I had a few spelling and grammar errors, so I edited it. 11/28/2015)