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A/N: Thanks so much to those of you who read the first chapter, and cookies to both of you who reviewed! Your comments always make my day, so I really appreciate them. So, for everyone who read the first chapter, and my reviewers, thank you! Here's the second chapter, and let me tell you… Making Zelos angsty was difficult, well, anyway, hope you enjoy!

Always His

Zelos's hand had scripted the letters, formed the words and signed the paper, but it was as if an entirely different person had written it. He could hardly remember what it said or why he had sent it, the only thoughts inside his head were that he loved her.

Unfortunately, Zelos had never been one for love letters. His words just didn't seem quite as eloquent on paper. He'd wanted to write to Sheena for the longest time, but he just couldn't translate his feelings into words.

Luckily, or unluckily, depending on your perspective, the King of Tete'ala had saved him the trouble by dying. According to princess Hilda, her father had wanted Zelos to be his heir and, therefore, he would have to marry Hilda. It had been the king's dying wish, and Zelos wasn't about to deny the dead king that.

Hilda had taken the responsibility of organizing the wedding, much to his relief, and had left him to deal with the matters of state. He supposed it was good practice for when he was running the country, but he didn't much fancy the idea of doing it for the rest of his life.

Zelos had just returned from a particularly boring meeting about taxes and wasn't at all keen for another one, although he preferred them to the task of spreading the news of his engagement by far. Sitting himself down on the sofa of his extravagant manor, he picked up a stack of envelopes and flipped through them for the one he was looking for, but didn't find it. Sighing, he discarded those that didn't interest him and settled down with the rest to read.

The top one was from Genis. Zelos let out another sigh. He'd have rather heard from the boy's sister than the little brat, but even then, Raine was a little too sophisticated for him. Zelos returned to the letter. It was a great deal politer than he had expected, considering the slightly fiolent nature of their friendship, if you could call it that. It contained congradulations and the latest new in their attempts to rid the world of discrimination.

Zelos put it aside, thinking he'd bring it to the next meeing on half-elf rights. Picking up the next one, he saw it was from the newlyweds, Lloyd and Colette. It also contained their congratulations, but Lloyd, unlike Genis, was bold enough to voice his surprise, or perhaps he was simply less adept at hiding it. The couple also sent him knews of their journey and it seemed Colette was pregnant. Zelos smiled at this news. He'd always known Lloyd had it in him, although he hadn't exactly expected it this soon. Did Lloyd even know the facts of life? Perhaps the young angel had had to teach him. Zelos laughed. No matter the circumstances, he was sure their wedding night had been interesting, to say the least.

There were two other letters, one each from Regal and Presea. Both said they would be attending the celibrations. Regal was the same as always, but Presea was finally getting back into the swing of life. So many years of having no free will had made her, well, the way she was, but just from reading her letter Zelos could tell she was beginning to live like a normal person would. Although, she had added at the end of her letter an nice little statistic for old times sake: 10% chance she'll leave you at the alter.

Zelos was disappointed that Sheena had not replied. True, he had not expected her to be as ecstatic as the others, but he had expected something; perhaps a page of sarcastic remarks, or even an angry response. He would have welcomed anything from her, since hearing nothing was very tense making.

Standing up, he dragged his feet up the stairs to his room. He produced a small, golden key from his pocked and opened the drawer next to his bed. Lifting another stack of letters onto his bed, he began to read. When he'd finished the last one, he returned them to their place and sighed.

Sheena loved him. She loved him more than Hilda did. He'd never been loved by anyone more than Sheena and no one could ever love him as much as she did. She had given him her trust, her faith, and all her heard, but he could not give her his, not now.

It was too late.

A/N: so, there's the second chapter for you. Please, let me know what you thought. Good or bad, I appreciate the time you take to click on the little button and type a few sentences!