Freya's Search ch2: Con Pettie calls
note: I have decided to go on with this after all. It might take some time to finish these stories but I think I can do it. Well this story gets a bit ruff and it has some language, nothing really bad though. And there is some violence. Like always I do not own FF9 that belongs to Square. There I said it the disclaimer has been made. Wa ha ha. . .why am I laughing? By the way. As this story goes you may get an Idea of who I had on my team at the final battle. Ha ha. Well at least you know one.
Darkness had long since fallen over the forgotten confident as Freya made her way across the land. The sounds of wild animals were all around her. This didn't phase her really. After fighting so many types of monsters Freay wasn't afraid of animals that stacked in the night.
Above her the stars shone down, occasionally she would look up at them inorder to find her way. She had to find the path to a city of dwarves. Unfortunately she had no Idea what it was called. According to Vivi she would know it when she heard some odd term.
"Rally Ho." Freya said laughing.
Vivi had also told her the name of the city, but it slipped her mind at the moment. The beauty of the sky and the calls of the animals were making her feel as if she were in some kind of mysteries dream. Her paced slowed as she neared a large mountain.
She took out her map and held it close to her eyes. It was too dark, to dark to read or do anything really. Frowning Freya undid her pack and set it on the ground.
"It is no use. I will never find my way tonight. I should set up camp." She said aloud and knelt down to her pack and began to remove a tent and some cloths to sleep in.
The tent went up with some difficulty. Freya had never really needed a tent, but this one had been a gift from the Black Mages, as was the pack and the food rations. The Burmacian code of honor, that is why she was using the tent. Her code, the Dragon code stated that no Dragon knight should disrespect a gift by not using it.
Freya climbed into the small tent. Her eyes were growing heavy, she decided to remain in her cloths, but took off her armor. Curling up Freya reached out to open the tent flap slightly so that she could see the stars above her. As they shone down on her Freay fell into a dream-filled sleep.
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She had been running. Running like a mad woman through the endless rain.
She shouted but no words escaped her lips. Around her she heard screams, hundreds of souls calling out to her in pain. Freya stopped and covered her long ears.
She shouted at them to stop, but nothing came from her mouth. Darkness was surrounding her, checking her and threatening her with the same fate as the screaming souls. She fell to her knees and lowered her head. Tears flowed down her face as she sobbed.
Then a light fell onto her face.
Looking up she saw him. Zidane.
There he was standing there smiling at her, as if he had been there always. Freya stood slowly as he extended his hand to her. She looked around to see her comrades, all laying lifeless on the ground.
Zidane lifted his hand to Freyas face and smiled again as he faded away into nothing.
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"ZIDANE!" Freya shouted as she bolted awake.
Bright sunlight struck her face, nearly blinding her.
It had been the same dream. She exited the tent and sat down. The dream had
been a curse to her, it had started after the final battle. Freya knew all to well what war could do to the mind. She counted herself lucky. War could drive a man insane, cause them to turn on their inhibitions, make the forget their honor.
This was the reason she was seeking out her friends, more specifically Vivi and Eiko. Even though Vivi had not been with her during that final battle, she worried that his young mind might be pledged by the horrors that he had experienced.
But he had been fine. Now Freyas mind worried about the little summoner. Eiko.
Standing Freya quickly rolled up her tent and packed it away. Looking around she noticed a large structure in the distance. Slinging her pack on to her back and shouldering her spear she headed towards it.
"RALLY HO!" Shouted a short green man. Freya spun around her spear at the ready. The green man shouted in fear and fell to the ground shaking.
"Oh," Freya said. "Forgive me my good man." She said helping him up. "I am not having a good morning and my dreams have made me quite jumpy." The man scratched his rump and smiled at her.
"We greet that way," he said.
"Oh you must mean Rally ho," Freya said setting her lance back on her shoulder. "Right?"
"Yes. What brings you hear lovely lady?" Freya stared at him.
Other than Sir Flatery, no one had called her that. She smiled at the mans kindness and looked around.
"I'm on my way to Madain Sari," she said. The green mans face fell.
"You with that mean person. He not say Rally ho." Freya's eyes widened.
"Mean person?" She asked.
"Yes, he very tall and very testy. Knocked me over. Told the priest that he no want to go through the marriage ritual." The green man turned and motioned for Freay to follow him.
"What did this man look like?" Freay asked. "Did he look like me? Did he have a boy with him?" The green man shook his head.
"No this man big and sick looking. All green. His head was on fire with hair."
Freya stopped as the green man entered the large structure. She brought her hand to her chin.
"I wonder if he means. . ."
"You come lovely lady." He shouted. "Come on. I show you how to pass though."
Freya now startled from her thoughts followed him. She found that the entrance
was to small for her and her lance. She had to pass it to the man before attempting to crawl into the building herself.
"The sick man was to tall to." The man said. Freya brushed off some dust and looked at him.
"Sir what is your name? My name is Freya of Burmacia Dragon knight to the royal family of Burmacia."
The man scratched his rump again and then his head. "You have long name. Like a man that came hear long long time ago. He looked like you."
"Really," Freya said quickly. "What was his name?" Hope filled her heart as she stared at the short green man who rubbed his nose and then looked up at her.
"He said he was man with no purpose and no name. Funny name huh. No purpose and no name? like your name is funny. Freya of. . .I forget the rest." Freya lowered her head sadly.
"It does not matter," she said sadly. She lifted her hand to her chest and sighed. "It must have been him."
"My name Gork." The man said.
"I am horrid to meet you Gork." Freya said. Gork put his hands on his hips and scratched his chin.
"Your a new kind. Come from far across the sea?"
"Yes," Freya said taking a few steps forward. "From the mist confident. Have
others from there come by hear?"
"Yes, a few. They want to trade things. Some come and refuse the sermon. They want to go to the land beyond with out a mate. Why?"
Freya suddenly felt nervous. She remembered Zidane telling her about how he and Dagger had gotten married, she had been confused. But now things were starting to clear up for her.
"Do all who pass through hear have to take this vow?" Freya asked.
"Not any more." Gork said angrily. "Disrespectful of our ways." He said almost shouting. "They come and go. It not right. High Priest say let them go. I say that they should not go." He turned to Freya as they entered what apeared to be a small market place.
"You will respect us yes?" He said. "Find a man to be a wife to hear. Many will fight for you if you do."
Freya felt her face blush. A part of her was happy that Gork had said that, but another part shouted at her to refuse. She sighed and turned to Gork.
"I am afraid I can not," She said. "I am involve with a brave man." She said.
"Oh, love is good." Gork said. " But you should still do ceremony.
"I can not pledge my love falsely." Freya said. "My people, my kind we bond for life. And I have already pledge my love. I am sorry but I can not participate in that ceremony. I hope you will forgive me."
Gork frowned.
"No," he said shaking his head, "I can't forgive. But I understand. You in love. Gork had hoped that you would be my partner, but Gork is waiting for a girl who loves him. I must go."
Freya, now startled, watched as he left her.
She wondered what Zidane would say if he had witnessed such a sense. She laughed, he would have found it humorous, and perhaps would make an effort to play a trick on her.
Freya walked on, passing small shops and looking for a gift to bring to Eiko. She had brought Vivi some cards, remembering the boys affinity towards the popular game. Of course Freya never really cared for the game.
"Rally ho," shouted a short green woman. Freya jumped as some cloth was shoved at her. "YOU BUY!" The woman shouted with a smiling face. Freya lifted her hands and smiled.
"Actually," Freya said. "I was looking for a dress," the woman looked at Freay doubtfully.
"Oh not for me." Freya said, realizing the woman was judging her size and the size of the dresses. "It is for a little girl about well. . ." Freya brought her hand to her chin. How tall would Eiko be now? She put out her hand.
"About this tall. Something fancy please." The woman smiled and produced a very ugly brown and green dress. Freay smiled politely.
"Uh. . .that may be to fancy." She said. She pointed to a purple dress handing towards the back. "I'll take that one, and this sash." The woman made a face at Freya's choice but raped them up for her.
"I give them to you cheep. No one like such ugly things." Freya thanked the woman and left. Apparently each culture on Gia saw beauty differently.
Freya put the gift in her pack and stared towards the exit.
"For the last time you little idiot!" Shouted an angry voice. "I do not want to buy
any sandals so bug off!"
"I know that voice." Freya said and ran forward.
Then she saw him. Just as fierce as ever. His red hair standing end as he threw his long arms into the air in frustration.
"Amarant Coral." Freya said sternly. "Must you always act so indecent?"
Amarants body stiffened.
"I know that annoying voice." He said stiffly. "Freya Crescent," he said turning. "Long time no see little mouse."
"Always so rude." Freay said angrily. "Why are you hear?"
"That is mine to worry about." He said.
Another short green man poked his head around Amarant and held up a large pair of sandals.
"He is buying these." He shouted.
"No I am not!" Amarant said loosing his composure.
Freya laughed as Amarant walked towards her.
"Why are you hear?"
"I'm looking for my companion," she said. "I wanted to see how all of you were doing."
"Come with me." Amarant said and walked towards a small table that was sitting infant of what looked to be a bar.
Freay followed. When Amarant sat down Freya had to fight her laughter. He was far to large for the small table. Of course Freya soon found out that she to was to tall for the table and sat down on the floor.
"Drinks!" Amarant shouted. "Bring me the usual."
Freya watched as a yet another short green woman ran to bring them some kind of ale. Freya thanked her as Amarrant sat with his arms crossed. Freya noticed that the woman seemed a bit nervous around the Flaming Amarant.
"I am glad to find you well." Freya said, hoping to start a conversation. Amarant downed his drink and grunted.
"So why are you hear?" He asked. "You come to try and talk me into reforming to?"
"No," Freya said. "Why try to change someone who is beyond it." Amarant smiled.
"At least you get the idea."
"As for my reasons for why I'm hear. . .I already told you I am searching for my companion. I was on my way to see Eiko." Amarant smirked.
She hatted that look. He had a tendency to make her blood boil. Somehow Freya
had forgotten that fact.
"What is so funny?" Freya demanded.
"She's not hear." He said.
"I know that," Freya said angrily. "She lives in Madain Sari."
"No, she doesn't." Amarant said.
"What are you talking about?" Amarant leaned back and stared at Freya.
"She lives on the Mist confident." Freya stared at Amarant.
"I did not know that, why did she go there." Amarant took a drink.
"The brat wouldn't let Dagger send her back hear. She wanted to stay near her friends. She was scared of being alone I think."
Freya lowered her head. In her mind she could picture Eiko's face. It was during that final battle, that was when Eiko began to use all of her power to protect them. Dagger and the others were no where, yet they were there. It was Eiko who had kept healing them. Freya could still see the fear in the child's eyes every time she pictured her.
"She lives in Linblum now." Amarant said. "Looks like you came all this way for nothing."
"I also came to see Vivi." Freya snapped. "I am Glad to see that you are still alive." Freya said quickly standing. "You have managed to dodge the bounty hunters well. I must go."
Amarant soot quickly and grabbed her hand. She turned to glare at him, only to see a softness in his eyes.
"Your looking for him aren't you, that boy?" Freya took her hand back.
"Yes, I am looking for him. I do not believe that he is dead." Amarant frowned.
"He is, other wise he'd be around. He threw his life away," Amarant said sitting back down. "All for an enemy."
"You never understood." Freya said flatly. "You never will."
Freya turned after tossing a few coins on the table. "I'll pay for my own drink thank you." Amarant lowered his head as Freay started to walk off.
"Your looking for someone else to." He said making her stop in her tracks. "That man you love." Freya lowered her head.
"You should give up on him," Amarant said. "He doesn't even remember you." Freyas fists tighten at her side.
"I know that in his heart he does."
"Forget him," Amarnat said. "And give someone else who loves you a chance." Freya turned.
"Who would that be?" She asked. Amarant stared at her his eyes distant.
"You know how I feel." He said. "I told you long ago. But I can see that you still do not feel the same way." Amarant stood and walked towards her.
"Amarant," Freya said slowly. He raised his hand to silence her.
"Don't say anything." He said. "I don't need you to comfort me, not when I know you still pine over him. Good bye Freya. If your still looking for Eiko she's in Linblum now." He walked past her quickly.
Freya turned to thank him only to find that he had vanished.
Long ago, right before their final Battle Amarant had confessed his feelings to her. It had taken her by surprise that a man so distant from people had any feelings. It had been difficult for him to tell her.
Freya lowered her head as she headed towards the exit. A part of her cared for Amarant, but only as a friend. Her love and devotion still blonde to sir Fratley. A man whose memory of her had vanished.
A few days latter Freya boarded an airship that was heading towards the Mist confident. Once there she would seek out Eiko. But something puzzled her as she watched the land disappear beneath the coulds.
Why was Eiko in Linblum?
note: I have decided to go on with this after all. It might take some time to finish these stories but I think I can do it. Well this story gets a bit ruff and it has some language, nothing really bad though. And there is some violence. Like always I do not own FF9 that belongs to Square. There I said it the disclaimer has been made. Wa ha ha. . .why am I laughing? By the way. As this story goes you may get an Idea of who I had on my team at the final battle. Ha ha. Well at least you know one.
Darkness had long since fallen over the forgotten confident as Freya made her way across the land. The sounds of wild animals were all around her. This didn't phase her really. After fighting so many types of monsters Freay wasn't afraid of animals that stacked in the night.
Above her the stars shone down, occasionally she would look up at them inorder to find her way. She had to find the path to a city of dwarves. Unfortunately she had no Idea what it was called. According to Vivi she would know it when she heard some odd term.
"Rally Ho." Freya said laughing.
Vivi had also told her the name of the city, but it slipped her mind at the moment. The beauty of the sky and the calls of the animals were making her feel as if she were in some kind of mysteries dream. Her paced slowed as she neared a large mountain.
She took out her map and held it close to her eyes. It was too dark, to dark to read or do anything really. Frowning Freya undid her pack and set it on the ground.
"It is no use. I will never find my way tonight. I should set up camp." She said aloud and knelt down to her pack and began to remove a tent and some cloths to sleep in.
The tent went up with some difficulty. Freya had never really needed a tent, but this one had been a gift from the Black Mages, as was the pack and the food rations. The Burmacian code of honor, that is why she was using the tent. Her code, the Dragon code stated that no Dragon knight should disrespect a gift by not using it.
Freya climbed into the small tent. Her eyes were growing heavy, she decided to remain in her cloths, but took off her armor. Curling up Freya reached out to open the tent flap slightly so that she could see the stars above her. As they shone down on her Freay fell into a dream-filled sleep.
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She had been running. Running like a mad woman through the endless rain.
She shouted but no words escaped her lips. Around her she heard screams, hundreds of souls calling out to her in pain. Freya stopped and covered her long ears.
She shouted at them to stop, but nothing came from her mouth. Darkness was surrounding her, checking her and threatening her with the same fate as the screaming souls. She fell to her knees and lowered her head. Tears flowed down her face as she sobbed.
Then a light fell onto her face.
Looking up she saw him. Zidane.
There he was standing there smiling at her, as if he had been there always. Freya stood slowly as he extended his hand to her. She looked around to see her comrades, all laying lifeless on the ground.
Zidane lifted his hand to Freyas face and smiled again as he faded away into nothing.
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"ZIDANE!" Freya shouted as she bolted awake.
Bright sunlight struck her face, nearly blinding her.
It had been the same dream. She exited the tent and sat down. The dream had
been a curse to her, it had started after the final battle. Freya knew all to well what war could do to the mind. She counted herself lucky. War could drive a man insane, cause them to turn on their inhibitions, make the forget their honor.
This was the reason she was seeking out her friends, more specifically Vivi and Eiko. Even though Vivi had not been with her during that final battle, she worried that his young mind might be pledged by the horrors that he had experienced.
But he had been fine. Now Freyas mind worried about the little summoner. Eiko.
Standing Freya quickly rolled up her tent and packed it away. Looking around she noticed a large structure in the distance. Slinging her pack on to her back and shouldering her spear she headed towards it.
"RALLY HO!" Shouted a short green man. Freya spun around her spear at the ready. The green man shouted in fear and fell to the ground shaking.
"Oh," Freya said. "Forgive me my good man." She said helping him up. "I am not having a good morning and my dreams have made me quite jumpy." The man scratched his rump and smiled at her.
"We greet that way," he said.
"Oh you must mean Rally ho," Freya said setting her lance back on her shoulder. "Right?"
"Yes. What brings you hear lovely lady?" Freya stared at him.
Other than Sir Flatery, no one had called her that. She smiled at the mans kindness and looked around.
"I'm on my way to Madain Sari," she said. The green mans face fell.
"You with that mean person. He not say Rally ho." Freya's eyes widened.
"Mean person?" She asked.
"Yes, he very tall and very testy. Knocked me over. Told the priest that he no want to go through the marriage ritual." The green man turned and motioned for Freay to follow him.
"What did this man look like?" Freay asked. "Did he look like me? Did he have a boy with him?" The green man shook his head.
"No this man big and sick looking. All green. His head was on fire with hair."
Freya stopped as the green man entered the large structure. She brought her hand to her chin.
"I wonder if he means. . ."
"You come lovely lady." He shouted. "Come on. I show you how to pass though."
Freya now startled from her thoughts followed him. She found that the entrance
was to small for her and her lance. She had to pass it to the man before attempting to crawl into the building herself.
"The sick man was to tall to." The man said. Freya brushed off some dust and looked at him.
"Sir what is your name? My name is Freya of Burmacia Dragon knight to the royal family of Burmacia."
The man scratched his rump again and then his head. "You have long name. Like a man that came hear long long time ago. He looked like you."
"Really," Freya said quickly. "What was his name?" Hope filled her heart as she stared at the short green man who rubbed his nose and then looked up at her.
"He said he was man with no purpose and no name. Funny name huh. No purpose and no name? like your name is funny. Freya of. . .I forget the rest." Freya lowered her head sadly.
"It does not matter," she said sadly. She lifted her hand to her chest and sighed. "It must have been him."
"My name Gork." The man said.
"I am horrid to meet you Gork." Freya said. Gork put his hands on his hips and scratched his chin.
"Your a new kind. Come from far across the sea?"
"Yes," Freya said taking a few steps forward. "From the mist confident. Have
others from there come by hear?"
"Yes, a few. They want to trade things. Some come and refuse the sermon. They want to go to the land beyond with out a mate. Why?"
Freya suddenly felt nervous. She remembered Zidane telling her about how he and Dagger had gotten married, she had been confused. But now things were starting to clear up for her.
"Do all who pass through hear have to take this vow?" Freya asked.
"Not any more." Gork said angrily. "Disrespectful of our ways." He said almost shouting. "They come and go. It not right. High Priest say let them go. I say that they should not go." He turned to Freya as they entered what apeared to be a small market place.
"You will respect us yes?" He said. "Find a man to be a wife to hear. Many will fight for you if you do."
Freya felt her face blush. A part of her was happy that Gork had said that, but another part shouted at her to refuse. She sighed and turned to Gork.
"I am afraid I can not," She said. "I am involve with a brave man." She said.
"Oh, love is good." Gork said. " But you should still do ceremony.
"I can not pledge my love falsely." Freya said. "My people, my kind we bond for life. And I have already pledge my love. I am sorry but I can not participate in that ceremony. I hope you will forgive me."
Gork frowned.
"No," he said shaking his head, "I can't forgive. But I understand. You in love. Gork had hoped that you would be my partner, but Gork is waiting for a girl who loves him. I must go."
Freya, now startled, watched as he left her.
She wondered what Zidane would say if he had witnessed such a sense. She laughed, he would have found it humorous, and perhaps would make an effort to play a trick on her.
Freya walked on, passing small shops and looking for a gift to bring to Eiko. She had brought Vivi some cards, remembering the boys affinity towards the popular game. Of course Freya never really cared for the game.
"Rally ho," shouted a short green woman. Freya jumped as some cloth was shoved at her. "YOU BUY!" The woman shouted with a smiling face. Freya lifted her hands and smiled.
"Actually," Freya said. "I was looking for a dress," the woman looked at Freay doubtfully.
"Oh not for me." Freya said, realizing the woman was judging her size and the size of the dresses. "It is for a little girl about well. . ." Freya brought her hand to her chin. How tall would Eiko be now? She put out her hand.
"About this tall. Something fancy please." The woman smiled and produced a very ugly brown and green dress. Freay smiled politely.
"Uh. . .that may be to fancy." She said. She pointed to a purple dress handing towards the back. "I'll take that one, and this sash." The woman made a face at Freya's choice but raped them up for her.
"I give them to you cheep. No one like such ugly things." Freya thanked the woman and left. Apparently each culture on Gia saw beauty differently.
Freya put the gift in her pack and stared towards the exit.
"For the last time you little idiot!" Shouted an angry voice. "I do not want to buy
any sandals so bug off!"
"I know that voice." Freya said and ran forward.
Then she saw him. Just as fierce as ever. His red hair standing end as he threw his long arms into the air in frustration.
"Amarant Coral." Freya said sternly. "Must you always act so indecent?"
Amarants body stiffened.
"I know that annoying voice." He said stiffly. "Freya Crescent," he said turning. "Long time no see little mouse."
"Always so rude." Freay said angrily. "Why are you hear?"
"That is mine to worry about." He said.
Another short green man poked his head around Amarant and held up a large pair of sandals.
"He is buying these." He shouted.
"No I am not!" Amarant said loosing his composure.
Freya laughed as Amarant walked towards her.
"Why are you hear?"
"I'm looking for my companion," she said. "I wanted to see how all of you were doing."
"Come with me." Amarant said and walked towards a small table that was sitting infant of what looked to be a bar.
Freay followed. When Amarant sat down Freya had to fight her laughter. He was far to large for the small table. Of course Freya soon found out that she to was to tall for the table and sat down on the floor.
"Drinks!" Amarant shouted. "Bring me the usual."
Freya watched as a yet another short green woman ran to bring them some kind of ale. Freya thanked her as Amarrant sat with his arms crossed. Freya noticed that the woman seemed a bit nervous around the Flaming Amarant.
"I am glad to find you well." Freya said, hoping to start a conversation. Amarant downed his drink and grunted.
"So why are you hear?" He asked. "You come to try and talk me into reforming to?"
"No," Freya said. "Why try to change someone who is beyond it." Amarant smiled.
"At least you get the idea."
"As for my reasons for why I'm hear. . .I already told you I am searching for my companion. I was on my way to see Eiko." Amarant smirked.
She hatted that look. He had a tendency to make her blood boil. Somehow Freya
had forgotten that fact.
"What is so funny?" Freya demanded.
"She's not hear." He said.
"I know that," Freya said angrily. "She lives in Madain Sari."
"No, she doesn't." Amarant said.
"What are you talking about?" Amarant leaned back and stared at Freya.
"She lives on the Mist confident." Freya stared at Amarant.
"I did not know that, why did she go there." Amarant took a drink.
"The brat wouldn't let Dagger send her back hear. She wanted to stay near her friends. She was scared of being alone I think."
Freya lowered her head. In her mind she could picture Eiko's face. It was during that final battle, that was when Eiko began to use all of her power to protect them. Dagger and the others were no where, yet they were there. It was Eiko who had kept healing them. Freya could still see the fear in the child's eyes every time she pictured her.
"She lives in Linblum now." Amarant said. "Looks like you came all this way for nothing."
"I also came to see Vivi." Freya snapped. "I am Glad to see that you are still alive." Freya said quickly standing. "You have managed to dodge the bounty hunters well. I must go."
Amarant soot quickly and grabbed her hand. She turned to glare at him, only to see a softness in his eyes.
"Your looking for him aren't you, that boy?" Freya took her hand back.
"Yes, I am looking for him. I do not believe that he is dead." Amarant frowned.
"He is, other wise he'd be around. He threw his life away," Amarant said sitting back down. "All for an enemy."
"You never understood." Freya said flatly. "You never will."
Freya turned after tossing a few coins on the table. "I'll pay for my own drink thank you." Amarant lowered his head as Freay started to walk off.
"Your looking for someone else to." He said making her stop in her tracks. "That man you love." Freya lowered her head.
"You should give up on him," Amarant said. "He doesn't even remember you." Freyas fists tighten at her side.
"I know that in his heart he does."
"Forget him," Amarnat said. "And give someone else who loves you a chance." Freya turned.
"Who would that be?" She asked. Amarant stared at her his eyes distant.
"You know how I feel." He said. "I told you long ago. But I can see that you still do not feel the same way." Amarant stood and walked towards her.
"Amarant," Freya said slowly. He raised his hand to silence her.
"Don't say anything." He said. "I don't need you to comfort me, not when I know you still pine over him. Good bye Freya. If your still looking for Eiko she's in Linblum now." He walked past her quickly.
Freya turned to thank him only to find that he had vanished.
Long ago, right before their final Battle Amarant had confessed his feelings to her. It had taken her by surprise that a man so distant from people had any feelings. It had been difficult for him to tell her.
Freya lowered her head as she headed towards the exit. A part of her cared for Amarant, but only as a friend. Her love and devotion still blonde to sir Fratley. A man whose memory of her had vanished.
A few days latter Freya boarded an airship that was heading towards the Mist confident. Once there she would seek out Eiko. But something puzzled her as she watched the land disappear beneath the coulds.
Why was Eiko in Linblum?
