My Lady
By: Keshoo Neko
A/N: Yea! It's Part 3! I am so happy, I did it! Sorry it took so long, compuser trouble that and I had other things to attend to…like graduation, well it is six weeks away…anyway. Okay I'd like to thank everyone for all the wonderful reviews! I really do appreciate that you take the time to tell me what you think! I just love to see them in my mailbox; they just make my day! Umm…this unworthy one wants to reiterate that this is an angst romance and will get worse from here on out, but hold on! I hope you all like it! As always I will be happy to receive any comment, question, or concern, just write to me at my email address, although I only check my email once a week I will try to get to it. Okay then here we go!
Disclaimer: I own none of these wonderful characters, they belong to Konami, and of my soul…well…yuh huh huh.
Part 3: Misery and Faith
"She's asleep." Roland murmured softly as he and the others stood vigil over Chris' sleeping form.
"It's for the best. She's gone through a lot as of late and she needs to find sanctuary somewhere. Even if it is in her dreams." Salome shook his head as his somber eyes watched the slow rising and falling of her chest under the fine blankets. "Percival's leaving came as a great shock to her even more so than us."
"I know it was a shock, but why in Sadie's name did she act like that? I mean I know it would depress her as a considerable blow to her, it would look a like a failure to her but this? I've never seen her like this. It was like the strong woman we knew cracked." Leo queried as he faced the older of the two blonde knights his face melancholy.
Salome bowed his head in thought his eyes closing tight as he drew himself into his thoughts. "All her life she has been burdened by the loss of her parents, becoming a knight at such a young age and becoming a leader of the Zexen Knights. She forced herself to become cold and distant to deal with the pain and the charge of her status. She was forced to become strong and to take responsibility so she made that cold shield to protect her self. But someone took a hold of her heart. Try to imagine how you would feel if Lady Chris had left us. No not that's not right, but still…"
"What do you mean, Salome?" Leo arched a thick eyebrow at him as he struggled to comprehend what Salome had said. He took a step closer to him as Salome as he looked up to him something flickering in his eyes.
"She lost a part of her self, a part of her world. It's my guess that when he left she finally saw clearly, she at last saw him. She saw that she needed him to save herself from becoming like a cold stone statue. You never know how much something means to you until it is gone. How true that is…" He explained his eyes searching for something far away beyond normal sight.
"What? Do you mean that Lady Chris…? She is…" Leo's mouth dropped in surprise as it the full meaning of Salome's words dawned upon him.
"No…NO…it can't be…no…NO!" Borus cried out vehemently shaking his head as if to banish the thoughts that assailed him. He stood there breathing heavily after saying his first words since Chris had slapped him grasping his head for dear life. No he couldn't believe that Lady Chris was…No he couldn't believe that she would choose Percival over him. She couldn't be…Why would she? What did Percival had that he didn't? His head spun and he felt his world turn out of control as he fumbled to grasp the reason why, but he couldn't take it. "No it…it's not fair…No…why him?" quickly Borus turned and stumbled out of the room not wanting to hear another word.
"Not now, why does this all have to happen now?" Leo pleaded as he looked past the ceiling as if talking to the Goddess directly. He closed his eyes and shook his head dropping it to his chest.
"It seems as if Lady Chris' world isn't the only one falling apart. I do wonder why this is happening? Shall we do something about it?" Roland looked towards Salome who stood there holding his head as if to stop the madness around him.
He sighed as he put a hand on the tall elf's shoulder giving him a shake of his head. "No, Roland, I do believe that this is something that should she should work this out on her own. This is an affair of her heart she should figure this out for herself."
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Chris awoke to find herself alone in her bedchamber. Apparently Louis had gone off to go ask the others about what had happened earlier after she had fallen asleep. It was best he knew from them, he would find out anyway. She breathed deeply as she sat up and swung her legs over the side of her bed. She dug the heels of her hands into her eyes pressing back the tears that threatened to overcome her. She had just awakened from her dreams or rather her memories.
Upon the minute she had fallen asleep she began to dream of him…of Percival. It was like watching one of Nadir's plays, but only she was the star and the audience all at once. Chris saw him teasing her, laughing, trying to comfort her and smiling so brilliantly that even the sun was jealous. Never did she realize just how handsome he was with those dark eyes and that careless hair swept up like the wind had ran it's hand through it. She finally noticed him and everything he meant to her, but now he was gone.
Chris felt her eyes burn beneath her hands and she let her head fall forward. Goddess she never knew how much he meant to her. He was always there for her, supporting her through everything that happened in her life. She never realized he was there by her side and how he felt. Then something dawned upon her, a thought that never considered. She needed him, his laugh, his face, all of him, but she had let him go. She had given him up.
Quickly she stood up and strode to her wardrobe. She had never given up on anything before nor would she now. Chris threw open the ornate doors to the wardrobe and began to reach for her clothes. No she wouldn't let him go and let him walk out of her life forever. She would go and retrieve the missing part of her life, of herself. She stopped herself short as she reached for her armor. She retracted her hand and shook her head. No wearing her armor would bring unwanted attention to herself. She grabbed her civilian clothes.
After getting dressed she turned around to assess her image in the mirror. She wore the same blue tights, green tunic, white shirt and leather boots she had when she snuck out with Nash all those months ago. Chris smiled at her reflection content with her appearance. She grabbed her trusty sword and securing it to her belt she stealthily left her room. Silently she snuck down the stairs and crept to the empty stables. It wouldn't be good for anyone to know about what she was going to do. If the Council found out she was doing this it would be very bad for her she might even lose her job but none of that mattered to her. No only one thing one mattered to her now.
She grabbed her horse and led him to the western gate. As she mounted her proud white stallion she gave a small smile as she thought of what she was doing and the choices she was making. There on her horse she would definitely draw attention to herself for her armor would give her away as a knight and a hero of Zexen. Upon her galloping steed Chris swiftly left Brass Castle and headed to Iksay flying like lightening on the wind. No without her armor she was a Zexen knight or a hero she was just herself. She was going to go get Percival not as Lady Chris the Zexen hero, but as Chris Lightfellow the heart broken woman.
A/N 2: Well what did you think? Not quite as bad as the last two but the next ones are a tease! I know I'm being really harsh on Borus but don't worry it'll all work out in the end. Please read and review! Oh yeah, by the way I will try to post a chapter up every weekend either Saturday or Sunday! Sorry it's been taking me so long, I can only access the Internet once a week and I have been having trouble saving my data. Please don't kill me! You may not want to now but believe me when we get to the later chapters you might wanna. Well review and tell me what you think!
Next time: Part 4: Caged Heart and a Beautiful Reunion.
Ja na!