Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Blade/Edge/Calibur. Nor do I own Siegfried Schtauffen. Those items belong to Namco. I do, however, own my original characters.
Author's Note: This chapter assumes knowledge of Siegfried's backstory. If you're unfamiliar with that story, this may not make much sense... Message me with any questions.
Saving Grace
by: Fiona Fairhame
Chapter Seven
"I thought you destroyed the sword," Louisa says, sounding confused.
"Not really. I shattered it. I don't know if Soul Edge can be destroyed," Siegfried sighs.
"It's just metal, right? It was forged so it should be able to be destroyed. Fire should melt it."
"That's just it. It's more than just metal now. It has a personality of its own." He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "If the shards are brought together, the sword reforges itself."
"Oh. That is a problem. I'm sure we'll think of something though. When the time comes."
"What do you mean 'we'?"
"I told you. I'm not letting you leave without me. If you try, I'll just follow you. May I remind you, you don't have a horse. I could easily catch you on one of mine," she smiles.
"Why do you insist on staying with me even knowing what I've done?"
"I should think that would be obvious," she replies. Louisa leaves her seat on the bed to go to him. She puts her arms around him and looks up into his face. "I've fallen for you. I love you." She stands up on tiptoes to give him a soft but passionate kiss. His handsome face shows surprise. "I'm sorry. I've been too forward." She moves to let go of him and step away.
He puts his arms around her, preventing escape. "Don't apologize. I think I'm falling for you too." He bends down to kiss her softly. His forehead rests against hers for a moment while his mind comes to terms with what his heart feels. "I'll stay here until your father comes home. I want to do this properly. I'll ask him for your hand." He reaches around to take one of her hands in his and brings it to his mouth for a soft kiss. "Now you should leave before you tempt me overmuch."
"I don't want to leave," she whispers before stepping back out of his arms. She lets her hands linger in his a moment more. "I'll be in the sitting room should you wish for my company." She turns to leave, tears of happiness forming in her eyes. He has feelings for her as well. She unbars and opens the door, turning to blow him a kiss on her way out. She floats down the hall to the sitting room, smiling widely.
Author's Note: Well, another short chapter. Sorry about that. Hopefully, the next one will be longer. As always, please R&R. Suggestions and constructive criticisms are welcome. Flames will be ignored.
