My Lady
By Keshoo Neko
A/N: Oh Yeah! Part 4 already! Yes! Oh by the way in case you wanna know I've already finished writing the story on paper, it's just writing in on the computer that's hard! Well thanks for the reviews as always! It's nice to know what you the reader think of it. I feel so happy knowing that you all like my story. He he! *^_^* By the way if you want to know really good Suikoden sites 27runes.org and suikocastle.com are good. In fact I'm a member of both, but in the castle I'm known as Shadow Mage. So back at the oasis, I hope you all like this chapter and whatnot. Onward Ho!
Part 4: Caged Heart and a Beautiful Reunion
Percival sat at the large oak table in his mother's house, his dark eyes upon the cup he gently held in his hands. There he had sat for hours staring into the cup of water and deeply into his own melancholy reflection. He thought he would have been happier there but he wasn't. He just wasn't. He looked up into the concerned face of his mother as she brushed away a stray lock of his hair. She eased herself down into the chair next to him and placed her hand upon his knee. "What's the matter Percy?" her voice was soft and low as he returned his gaze back into the cup.
"Nothing mum. Just…nothing…" he sighed heavily refusing to look into her worried eyes.
"It's obviously something, dear. You haven't moved all day. Please humor your mother, tell me what's the matter?" she gave his knee a squeeze.
"It's nothing at all mum, really." Percival shook his head. The truth was something was bothering him, very much so. In his mind he believed that leaving the place that caused him so much invisible pain would free him, but yet in his heart he still was wounded with the pain. It even seemed to grow worse with each passing moment. He still felt as if he were in a cage, trapped by his own untold emotions. Still he was in pain and still he was caged. What had gone wrong?
In a sudden move Percival stood from the table and headed toward the door. His mother began to stand as he placed his hand on the door handle. "Where are you going?" she called to him.
"Taking a walk. I need to clear my head." He answered as he shut the door closed as he went out. Yes he needed to clear his head…and his heart.
His soft brown boots padded softly against the dirt road as he walked through the middle of town. He passed by the busy town square full of the bustle of daily life but yet to him it was as desolate as the desert. Ever since that morning had seemingly dawned to the world the world had become gray and empty.
He walked up the soft slopes of fields as he wandered over to the windmill. He turned and leaned on the rail that separated the small area and the long running golden fields. He looked towards the east as a cool wind blew and caught the sleeves of his full sleeved shirt. His pained eyes scanned over the fields and settled on something far beyond normal sight.
Even out there in the open he felt confined as if something was holding him back from true happiness. Percival had thought leaving Brass Castle and Lady Chris behind would release him from that. Ever since that fateful day he met her he felt…Sadie he couldn't describe it! He just knew he had to be with her and that he wanted her but even then he knew it could never be.
Even though he was a knight he still was the son of a farmer and had nothing to offer her. Then again there was also Borus. He knew Borus loved her and though they were rivals they were also friends. He had tried to hide his feelings for her so Borus could have a chance. So he buried all his feelings for her and every moment that passed by it ate at him leaving him hurt and weak. Deep in his heart he knew that they could never be. So then he decided it would be best to leave, leave all that pain behind. It seemed to him that it followed wherever he went though. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't stop it. The anguish, the feelings, he just couldn't stop them. He couldn't stop his love for her. He loved her. That was all he did to deserve his pain, just love her.
He closed his eyes as tears ate at him, desperately trying to push back the overwhelming suffering. "Percival.." he heard his name being called and he turned around.
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After a long ride of racing like the apocalypse was chasing her Chris finally reached Iksay. Dismounting her white stallion she led it to the inn where she tied him to a post. She stood in the middle of town and looked around. Tough it was a rather small town it would still be hard to find Percival.
Then it struck her like summer lightening, check his mother's house. She walked to the very front of the village and the first house she saw. She remembered when she first came here that it was where she had met her. There would be as good a place as any to start her search. Chris unmoving in front of the door her hand poised above it. Her heart began to race as she thought of what lied beyond. What would she say to him? What would he do? She shook her head. She would never know unless she knocked.
Chris rapped softly on the door and stood back waiting for an answer. The door swung slowly open to reveal a round middle aged woman. "Eh? May I help you?" she asked peering curiously at Chris.
"Is Percival here?" he voice was strong despite her squirming insides. Never before in her life had she felt so anxious.
The woman shook her head, "No, I'm afraid not. He's gone out for a walk."
"Oh." Chris responded, "Okay thank you." Chris nodded her head and strode away. Where was he then? She walked back to the village square and her violet eyes searched the crowd for any sight of him. Then she moved up the road walking further towards the windmill. She had a hunch. She remembered him pointing out that spot to her when they had came for the festival.
She quickened her pace as she climbed up the small hill towards the windmill. Chris quietly prayed to the Goddess that he would be there. Getting to the top she scanned the area. There he was leaning against the rail looking off into the distance. She gasped sharply as she beheld him.
It was perhaps the first time she ever really saw him. He was so very handsome there in his civilian clothes. The white full sleeved shirt accented his nicely built body and the blue sleeveless tunic emphasized his broad chest and gorgeous eyes. Those tight black pants tucked into his boots showed his long muscled legs shaped by his magnificent horse riding.
Chris stood there and took all of what was before her in. She realized them it wasn't her choice to come here it was fate. She now knew she needed him and that she could never go back without him. Boldly she strode forward and stopped right behind him. Speaking around her wildly beating heart she brokenly whispered, "Percival…" As she watched him turn around she took one last dare and flung her arms around his neck and held him close to her.
End of Part 4
A/N: Heh heh, was that a rotten place to stop or what? Well let me say that we have at least three more parts to go and that's it! You think this was a bad just wait for the next ones! Hopefully this was a good chapter and you all enjoyed it. I work hard to please you all. Please review! I wanna know what you think! Please tell me that all this work wasn't in vain! Well that's all for now! Ja na!
Next: Part 5: Healing by Miracle
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