Astra: Hello all! This chapter is really just to finish off the cliffhanger, so it's a bit short!
Shizuko: *nod*
Chapter Fifteen
Flashback
Zechs, who had taken over relating the story once again, stood silent for a moment, emotions running through his eyes. Noin reached out and grasped his hand. He continued.
"The spell worked."
Flashback
Zechs was flung out into space, his head reeling. Milliseconds later he realized he had landed on his father's dais. Hoping he would quickly regain his balance he leapt up and came eye to eye with his father. Out of the corner of his eye he saw an archer take aim, a soldier reach for the hilt of his sword.
His father held up a hand.
"What have you done, my son?" the man whispered.
"Something you wouldn't even try to understand," was the son's only answer. "Let her go."
"I can't,"
"So be it," the son began to turn, whether to leave or to strike no one would know.
"Millardo!"
"My name is no longer Millardo. And you are no longer my father."
"Why?"
"I don't know,"
"You claim that as a reason?!"
"What other reason do I have?"
The father's eyes filled with anger. "Fine. Don't be my son. I disinherit you. Take your woman and go, I hope never to lay eyes on you again, Zechs Marquise! You are a traitor to the crown, merely exiled, at my mercy!"
Zechs just turned and walked away.
Six months laterZechs walked through the palace he had once called home. He reached out to touch a doorframe. It merely disintegrated.
"It's not you fault,"
Zechs turned and studied his friend.
"Yes. Yes it is, Treize."
"Only a fool blames himself for the world's inadequacies."
"They're dead Treize! Don't you get that? All because…"
"What? Because nobles 'lost faith in your father as he no longer had an heir.' You have got to be kidding me! They sent in their men with torches and swords because they wanted power. And your father's weakness let them come,"
Zechs spun around and grabbed Treize by the collar, "My father was NOT weak!"
"He was. And you know it. Ignorance was his weakness."
Zechs shoved Treize away and spun around.
"Give it up Zechs, you won't find her here."
"I'll find her."
"Then do it instead of standing here feeling sorry for yourself! You're better then that Zechs!"
Zechs walked out of the charred room.
One month later
"Zechs!"
Noin stormed up the stairs of the small inn they were staying in.
"Zechs! Treize!"
She ran into their room, running into Zechs. He placed his hands on her shoulders, stopping her.
"What?"
"I've found her!"
One day later
Zechs walked down a small alleyway, a crumpled sheet of paper in his hand.
"324 Hartsfield Way…"
He stopped in front of a door and knocked. A moment later and young woman came and opened the door.
"Mrs. Darlian?"
"Yes?"
"I have something I need to speak to you about,"
Flashback
"They had all ready adopted you. You had been knocked unconscious and had a slight case of amnesia. I just finished the job."
"By casting a spell on me?"
"Yes,"
"But it didn't work?"
"Well, you hadn't remembered anything until now, right?"
"Yes…"
"So let's just say I timed it that way on purpose."
The room was quiet.
"Did my parents—my adoptive parents—know?"
"Yes. They were supposed to tell you later. But they never had the chance."
"So I'm…ah…a…princess?"
"Yeah, basically."
Relena blinked a few times. "I think I need some time alone…"
"I'll set you up in a room," Noin offered. Relena nodded her thanks and followed Noin out.
Zechs and Treize looked at each other.
"Does she believe me?"
Treize took a moment to answer. "Yes. She just doesn't know what to do with it."
Shizuko: Ooo…yesh…now that that's done we can FINALLY move onto other characters!
Astra: *happy chibi dance*