A/N: Whoops, forgot about my disclaimers! I DO NOT own the original MagicalxMiracle! Just this little beauty that just couldn't stay quiet in my head...


I heard a scream in the distance as I lay still on my bed. Only after a few moments did I register that it was me that was crying out. Of course there should have been people bursting into my room demanding if I was all right, but none entered. Most of the guards would probably take post at the ends of the halls or on the royal family's floor. No nobles dared to live in this part of the castle after the intense meeting Yue held to free Vaith of another accusation towards to ebony man's loyalty. No guard would visit my room tonight since I am the Master Wizard of Viegald.

My body slowly lifted itself into a sitting position as it creaked with phantom pains. I could still feel the tiny hands that seem to grasp the slender neck of mine. My hands started to rub the tender flesh, and I winced as I could feel the psychological pains around the area. I know it was nothing more than a dream, or nightmare, but it felt so real. The screaming and the choking the life out of me seemed real enough.

The doctors diagnosed me with the "nerves", and I know they are full of it. Sure I keep having recollecting memories of my war days, but I could never forget them. I had helped so many people even though it might have caused me to lose a part of my sanity. My will stands strong and my voice brings hope to the citizens of Viegald. I guess the title of "Silver-haired Saint" comes with a price. I am no saint.

I have brought together warring countries yes, but I have yet to save the hearts of the uncertain peasants and nobles alike. They do not trust. They do not care for anyone but themselves. Here is the only time and place I ever think about the pessimistic side of my dream. Here I sit in my lonely bed with not a single living thing to discuss these frightening episodes.

After a few moments of debating to go back to sleep or to wake, I rise from my bed only to recoil from the frozen floor. I miss the plush carpeting of my country-side home. How I longed for the clear skies and rolling hills. The room is still blanketed by the shroud of night as I take in the beauty of the Lady Moon. It is the only source of comfort I can reach for and the only source of hope I can find through these empty nights.

My feet touch the ground once again, but I force myself to stay planted to the floor like the roots of a flowering willow tree. I wrap the comforter around my shivering body as I take a seat on my window ledge. If I were to go to the outside balcony next to me then I would be in plain view for all of Viegald to stare at even though it is night. Never know when the next terrorist attack will happen.

The world outside now seems so different from the world of light. This place is void of anything besides brick buildings and imposing universities. The streets are blanketed with a soft layer of light from the odd streetlamps, and only the creatures of the night venture out into this world besides the occasional drunk coming home from a night of entertainment.

I sighed as time passed and the blossoming Sun appeared delicately above the horizon. These dreams have been becoming more frequent like the rebellions in the east and the starvation in the west. Are we one of the last countries left standing without having to resort to violence? As the Sun finally settled itself above the morning mist, a knock was heard from the door across the room. Just on schedule.

"Hey Mel! Get up! Breakfast is going…oh you're already up," I smiled warmly at my body double standing awkwardly in the entrance. I remember when he was so much smaller than me a few years ago, when Fern was still acting all obnoxious during the former Master Wizard's reign. His fiery red hair is still the same, but now he is a little taller than me and tries to be more mature.

"Thanks Fern, I will be down in a second okay," I got up from my perch and gently closed the door so that I could properly get dressed without him watching. It was funny to see him gape his mouth at me though. You don't normally see me awake at this hour in the morning unless you force me off the bed. Guess these long nights are taking a toll on my routines.

I walked over to my vanity to look at myself in the mirror only to find my clothes for the day already laid out. My spirits fall further as I noticed that even my style of dress is being controlled by the government. The reflection in front of me shows a young girl barely in her 20's already tired of the life she has been occupied with, the years etched into her very disposition with wisdom instead of with wrinkles. I touch my opposite and stared at the pale eyes that were searching mine, only to find weariness and a bit of nostalgia hidden beneath her eyelashes.

I find myself smiling again as a force of habit and chuckle at that thought of someone like me already falling so low. The brush on the table is picked up, and I sluggishly detangled the knots left from my night's unrest. I glare at the offending piece of cloth lying innocently in front of me, even though it is an outfit I would consider normally wearing. It is just the fact that I did not choose it.

Lately, the king has disappointed me with his paranoia and constantly having guards everywhere he goes. He should have known by now that people were going to attempt to kill him and take over his country. Maybe it was the fact that a neighboring kingdom is attempting to go to war with him… if it were not for me.

After dawning my new attire, I took one last look at myself. The folds of my long, navy blue dress graciously moving with each step I take, the white semi-robes that grace my shoulders for minimum warmth, the silver detailing that ran up my sides, and my winged hat that was perched on my head made me look as if I were important. I am supposed to be necessary, but I am nothing but a decoy to fool the countries of our prestige power, though we have none. My wizard powers are great, but they are no use for this decaying country that follows orders under a senile monarchy. I can not fight an entire country's army without help.

The princess has grown into quite a fine woman, but her heart is cold and closed to all. Her heart sealed with the unrequited love of the last Master Wizard. She can not heal and if I were a man, I would take it upon myself to help her rediscover the meaning of love even though I know I would never feel about her that way. It is just the fact that she is so beautiful yet holds that miserable air about her. That very aura has brought down centuries worth of power and monarchy in exchange for chaos and destruction.

I walk down the hall with a smile plastered on my face. Without this happiness that I show, people would start to question my motives. Why would I continue to protect a country on the verge of death? I have people that I cherish but that is not worth the petty protection I can provide. If the king were to order a mass genocide amongst the streets of Viegald, there is nothing I could do but run off with a few children in hand and escape persecution. I am nothing but a mere symbol and have nothing left to accomplish. Saving the world is too much to bear without others to support you.

I am greeted with a nice sight as I descend the stairs. It's good to see all of your friends talking normally in times like now, as if the country isn't being torn apart at the seams. Yue really does not interact with us nowadays considering his position is right below mine and takes care of most of the paperwork and gives lectures at the school. I am stuck here to "protect" our Viegald from harm and go out on recon missions for soldiers in the field, including researching possible complications in the future.

"Hey Mel," Vaith gives me one of his cheeky smiles that seem to brighten up the room. For once, my smile is actually heart-felt and my body warms at the feeling of being recognized by people who respect me for me, not my title. It's no surprise that he is here though. Even as captain of the Black Knights, he cannot stay away for too long.

"How was sleep last night?"

"Like a baby," Vaith gave one of those easy-going thumbs up with an added grin as Yue decided to whack him upside the head about trying to protect his sorry reputation and wearing him out. It all ended in chuckles. No harm done.

As a group, we headed into the great hall with much tension as we sat in our designated seats before the king arrived. The room was abnormally quiet for someone outside of the situation, but this morning was the same as every other morning since the king wanted his best around to make sure he and his granddaughter were safe. I sat with the dignity of a noble and patiently laid my hands in my lap as I watched my body-double squirm next to me, Vaith looking wary across from me, and Yue schooling his features into mere indifference.

A few measly minutes passed as the king was announced into the room and we, including a few more nobles or officials, stood up to greet our monarchy a good morning. I simply tilted my head in recognition as I did not feel the need to speak at the moment. Simple foods were presented to us this morning as a strawberry pastry was set before me along with a wine glass of milk…who actually needs a wine glass to drink milk from?

I quietly accept the meal and take a few bites before the memories of last night invade my mind and excuse myself from the table saying that I needed to take care of some business at the academy. My motives were put into question since Yue usually takes care of any educational related visits, "What good would I be as a wizard if I did not help the youth of our country." Have they not realized that all Yue really does is lecture and not converse between the students?

Lying down in my bed for a few minutes seemed to fight down the queasiness left in my stomach from the light breakfast that I had barely touched. I thank whatever nurse was smart enough to leave a pitcher of cool water on my coffee table as a pour myself a glass of the pristine liquid and slowly empty its contents. Finally resolved, I leave my room and walk down the street to turn the corner and enter the gates with very few bows given to me since many people were busier working than showing their respect to upper classmen. This is the way a country should act instead of having to grovel at the feet of a power hungry ruler.

A smile graces my lips once again as the practicing students in the school field tried to impress me with their beginning spells. I had laughed with my old instructor as we reminisced about my horrible days as a student and how useless I was in my first year. The students gave me googly eyes as I confirmed their denial about my escapades, and the teacher pretended to be dramatic about it. By the time he starts to give lectures about being a successful wizard, I wave my hand and slowly etch away from the group to let them continue their work. My heart fills with joy as some girls exclaim how they want to be just like me and be strong. The only real hope I have is that none become the nearly heartless drone I have become under the king's wishes.

Other classes had the same effect as I walked in to observe their studies. Even a few cocky kids were brave enough to challenge me, though their instructors would never allow it. I promised I would not harm them, though the educators highly doubted that since I had a prestigious reputation to uphold. Few came up to me after their morning classes for advice. I had to promise the other students that I would come again soon to help the others I could not help that day. The glitter and admiration that shown in their eyes made me feel even guiltier for using this smile on them.

When I ended my visit to the beaming academy of bright and hopeful youths, a guard had come up to me with a white, sealed letter with no address. I rushed to my private room as I read the orders given to me by our secret ops and changed into a more appropriate attire. Problems in Glice were starting up again.

I slipped on some black breeches and sturdy boots to steady me on the rolling hills of Glice country. I threw my simple dress to the side and pulled my grey vest with the crest of Viegald over my head. My hair was pinned up in a pony tail by a ribbon as I grabbed my last piece of clothing, a black coat to cover my whereabouts in the darkness of the night.I checked my mission bag for my provisions and any back up medications in case I may need them if my magic were to fail me.

I grabbed my casting staff while slipping in the back labyrinth of the castle walls before heading to Glenn's orphan home. I was certain my young body-double would be spending most of his day there, "Hey! Hey! It's the master wizard!!!"

"Ah?!" I fell down on the hard pavement as the children gathered around and tackled me.

"It seems as though you do quite well with children Mel," I laughed along with Glenn and the children as they tried to get as close to my face and tug on my clothing. My vision focused on the melodic voice above me as I graciously accepted the pale hand to help me up. The kids whined as I was released from their grasps, "Now children go back to your playing as I need to speak with the Master."

A few nods and complaints later led me to the outside patio of the orphan home with a cup of warm tea in my hands as I smiled, "How have you been Glenn?"

"All is well for being a normal day in Viegald. Though I have become worried over 'certain' events as of late," Glenn gave me one of that kind, knowing look that gave me the silent strength I needed. With the oncoming accusations of Vaith's priorities, Yue's anger provoked by paperwork, Fern's overall maturity, my own sanity, and the safety of Viegald at risk… I would be surprised if he did not worry. He has always been the most calm when it came to other people's problems.

I sighed as I swished my cup back and forth to watch the herbal contents slide back and forth. We sat in silence as I agreed with him and placed that same smile on my face, "I have another mission." Glenn nodded his head as he searched for my body double while I slowly took sips from my cooling cup.

Fern walked in and grumpily shoved in an extra chair, "Another one?"

"Fern!"

I nodded my head as Fern glared at me, "Now don't look at me like that. You know very well as the rest of us that I do not go on these little 'trips' for fun." My arms crossed over my chest as I leveled my gaze with my red head counter part. We sat there doing nothing as my eyebrow twitched, wishing that I could blink. Thankfully a little girl came to tackle him and allowed me to blink as much as I desired, "You know what to do." I chuckled on my way out and gave proper thanks to Glenn before taking my leave at sundown.

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