Chapter One – The inauguration and a battle!

Zidane grumbled as he fiddled with his new clothing. "I hate these clothes," he thought. "Too high-class for my taste."

Dagger came up in front of him and straightened his silk shirt. "You look good," she said with a smile. "Who knows, you might be a great king yet."

Zidane grinned. "Yeah, sure," he said. "If you can be such a convincing commoner, I can easily be a king."

Dagger looked at him and straightened her white dress. "Is that supposed to be a compliment?" she asked. Zidane laughed.

"Of course!" he said. "Hey, can you help me with this buckle? It seems to be stuck."

Dagger unhooked the buckle and readjusted it so that it would not be so uncomfortable. "There," she said. "Honestly, he's like a child when it comes to getting ready for royal gatherings."

There came a knock on their door and Beatrix walked in. "Your Highnesses, we are ready for you now."

Dagger nodded. "We're coming," she said. "Tell Steiner to stop pacing, I can hear him from here."

Beatrix suppressed a chuckle. "Yes, Your Highness," she said. She walked out of the room, and the sound of pacing stopped.

"We should get going," Dagger said. "I still can't believe you made it back here."

Zidane smiled and hugged her. "Hey, I had to," he said. "I had to come home to you."

Dagger smiled back. "I know."

They linked arms and began to walk toward the throne room.

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Celythia stood uneasily between her two escorts. She was wearing a violet-coloured silk dress covered by silver armour, but she didn't carry a weapon.

"I have my magic," she thought. "I don't think I'll needing a weapon any time soon."

Besides, even if she were in need of a weapon, she could easily summon her Enchanted Daggers into her hands. The doors to the throne room opened, and General Beatrix came out and greeted Celythia personally.

"Celythia Angelheart?" she asked. Celythia nodded slowly. Why did Beatrix come out personally? Did she attract that much attention from the royal family?

"The King and Queen will see you now," Beatrix said. "If you will follow me, I'll escort you to them."

Celythia nodded and followed Beatrix into the chamber.

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Zidane sat uneasily in his throne. He wasn't used to this! All his life he had been a thief, treasure hunter and actor. He had never dreamed that he would be the King of Alexandria, or be married to the Queen! A flourish sounded and Beatrix walked into the room followed by a girl in violet-coloured dress and silver battle armour.

"Huh? She's wearing armour, but doesn't carry a weapon. Is she a mage of some kind?" Zidane thought. He looked over at Dagger. She had also noticed Celythia's lack of armament, and looked a little surprised herself. Beatrix bowed in front of them, and Zidane felt just a little embarrassed. Still, it was nice to be getting some kind of respect from the woman who had defeated them three times.

"Queen Garnet, King Zidane," Beatrix began, "this is Celythia Angelheart. As you know, she is here to become the first female Pluto Knight. And maybe show Steiner and his men how to fight…"

Dagger nodded and studied Celythia. She guessed that she was about 17 years old, and she looked like a capable person. The real question was: could she fight? Dagger decided to see.

"General Beatrix."

Beatrix stood to attention. "Yes, Highness?"

"I want you to battle Celythia. First blood wins."

Zidane, Beatrix and Celythia stared at her. Zidane leaned over and whispered: "Are you sure that's a good idea, Dagger? Beatrix is a strong fighter; I know that from personal experience. This girl hasn't got a chance against her!"

Dagger looked at her husband. "If this girl is anything like the reports I've been receiving, she stands a good chance of winning."

Zidane blinked at her. "What reports?"

"Oh, that's right! I received them while you were missing. This girl has strong magic at her disposal, as well as being a good hand-to-hand fighter and Master of the Blade. That's why I asked her to join our military ranks."

Zidane sighed softly. "If you say so. I still say this is a terrible idea. This girl has no weapons, or haven't you noticed that?"

"I can see that," Dagger said. "Still, this should be interesting to see how she fights."

She turned back to Beatrix and Celythia. "Well?" she asked. Beatrix bowed.

"Of course, Highness," she said. Celythia's face remained straight, but inside she was smirking.

"They want to see me in battle? I'll show them what they want to see then!" she thought. She took off the armour and tossed it aside. "I fight better without it," she explained. Beatrix shrugged and took out her sword.

"You have no weapon, Celythia," she said. "Are you sure you want this?"

Celythia smirked. "Look again."

Beatrix looked at Celythia's hands and was shocked to see that she now held two daggers in each hand. The dagger's blades were made of silver and had images of dragons carved delicately into them. The handles were made from gold and were slightly curved and had a sun and a moon carved into them.

"Nice trick," she said calmly. Celythia smiled.

"That's not my only 'trick'," she replied. She suddenly ran at Beatrix and attempted to cut her arm. Beatrix blocked Celythia's daggers and pushed her back before trying to strike her with the flat end of her sword. Celythia stepped aside and brought her knee into Beatrix's kidney area. Beatrix grunted, and brought her forearm down into Celythia's chest. The teenage knight-to-be stepped back a foot and swung her dagger in a low arc. Beatrix blocked that attack and tried to use Thunder Slash on Celythia. But instead of getting hurt, Celythia took in the energy! Celythia took advantage of Beatrix's surprise. She knocked the Save the Queen from Beatrix's hands with one of her daggers and somersaulted, kicking the general in the face and opening up her lip.

"Stop!" came Dagger's voice. "Celythia has drawn first blood, and is the winner of the fight."

Celythia caused her daggers to disappear to wherever she had summoned them from and held out a hand toward Beatrix.

"No hard feelings, I hope," she said. Beatrix took her hand and stood up.

"None at all," she said. "You're a very good fighter, Celythia. Where did you learn to do that somersault?"

"I…don't know," said Celythia. "I've been able to fight like this since I was very young. I don't know where or how I learnt to."

Beatrix frowned and turned to Dagger. She made a motion with her hand that said: "She's an odd one. I think we had better watch her closely."

Dagger nodded and replied with her hand. "You're right."

Beatrix nodded again, and Dagger stood up.

"Celythia, you have proven yourself worthy of being in our royal guard. General Beatrix, will you do the honours?" she said.

"Of course, Highness," Beatrix said. "Celythia, would you please kneel?"

Celythia knelt down quietly, and Beatrix put her sword on each of Celythia's shoulders in turn.

"I now pronounce you Lady Celythia of the Pluto Knights. Please rise."

Celythia got to her feet slowly. "I thank you for this honour," she said. "I promise that I won't disappoint you."

"I'm sure you won't," Dagger said. "General Beatrix, will you show Lady Celythia to her quarters?"

"At once, my Queen," said Beatrix. "Celythia, if you'll just follow me, I will show you to your quarters."

Celythia nodded and followed Beatrix. When they were out of the room, Dagger looked at Zidane.

"You probably didn't know what Beatrix and I were saying with our hand signals," she said. "But I'll tell you: we both feel that we should watch Celythia."

"Why?" Zidane asked. "She seems like a decent person."

"Yes, but you saw her daggers."

Zidane nodded. "They look like normal daggers to me," he said.

"They were magic daggers," Dagger said. "They can only be used by people with strong magical potential. The fact that Celythia can use them means that she could very well be a dangerous person, possibly more dangerous than Kuja or Garland."

Zidane looked thoughtful. "I see your point. So, who are you going to assign to watch her?"

"I'm not sure."

They spent the rest of the day tending to other visitors.