Chapter 1- The Wish
"This is my favorite part, I wish Zidane was here to see it with me," Dagger thought to her self as she watched the play from the balcony of the castle.
"Since the sun lends me no ear," shouted 'Marcus' gesturing upwards toward Daggers' balcony. "I pray to the twin moons! Grant me my only wish! Bring my beloved Dagger to me!" The cloaked 'Marcus' threw back his hood revealing his true identity.
Dagger didn't believe what she saw or heard. She just sat still, frozen sitting there on her throne. She blinked over and over again, trying to make what she thought was a dream disappear. But it wasn't a dream. He was really there, on that stage, before her very eyes.
Beatrix leaned over to her and whispered, "Go to him."
Dagger began to walk to door, Stiener stopped her, but only to open the door. She picked up her pace and began to run through the castle, trying to get to the Prima Vista theater ship. She burst through the castles' main doors and began to run full speed through the town.
Weaving in and out of the crowd, Dagger made her way to the ship. As she ran past an elderly man, her pendent necklace was ripped from around her neck. Looking back at it, she thought, "Should I get it?"
It was her true love, or her family heirloom. Which would she choose? "No, Zidane can't wait," she said to her self as she turned back around and continued running to the ship's stage.
When she finally reached her destination, she stopped and stood in front of him, still not believing he was really there. Tears began to flow freely now, down her cheeks and rolling off her chin. She inched closer and closer to him. She reached out her hand, touching him to make sure he was there.
"It really is you," she cried to him.
"Yes, it really is me," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Even though it was what she wanted, she tried to pull away. Hitting him, crying to him.
"It's ok now, I'm back," he whispered to her trying to calm her.
"You, you, left me. Left me alone. How could you, you promised never to leave me alone," she sobbed as she quit resisting his embrace.
"I know, I know. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to leave you. But it doesn't matter now, I'm back and I'm never going to leave your side again," he told her as he lifted her chin so he could look into her beautiful brown eyes.
She knew she shouldn't, because everyone was watching, but she didn't care anymore. She loved him, he lover her, that was all that mattered. She closed her tear-filled eyes and moved her lips towards his. He did the same, and their lips met. They kissed for what seemed like eternity, only stopping because of a little girl tugging on Dagger's dress.
"Excuse me, your Majesty, but you dropped this," said the little purpled haired girl as she curtsied and held out the pendent necklace.
Dagger gently picked up the necklace and put it back in it's rightful place. "Thank you Eiko," she said as she wiped the tears from her face.
"No problem," Eiko giggled. "But for you," she kicked out her leg and struck Zidane.
"OUCH! What was that for?" he siad hopping on one foot holding the oposite legs' shin.
"For leaving her all alone for the longest time, and making her cry. You're not supposed to make the Queen cry!" Eiko shouted at him.
A smirk spread across Dagger's face.
"I said I was sorry!" Zidane simply stated, still hopping about.
Zidane grabbed Dagger's hand and began to lead her off stage. They walked together, hand in hand, back to the castle. With little Eiko following closely behind.
"This is my favorite part, I wish Zidane was here to see it with me," Dagger thought to her self as she watched the play from the balcony of the castle.
"Since the sun lends me no ear," shouted 'Marcus' gesturing upwards toward Daggers' balcony. "I pray to the twin moons! Grant me my only wish! Bring my beloved Dagger to me!" The cloaked 'Marcus' threw back his hood revealing his true identity.
Dagger didn't believe what she saw or heard. She just sat still, frozen sitting there on her throne. She blinked over and over again, trying to make what she thought was a dream disappear. But it wasn't a dream. He was really there, on that stage, before her very eyes.
Beatrix leaned over to her and whispered, "Go to him."
Dagger began to walk to door, Stiener stopped her, but only to open the door. She picked up her pace and began to run through the castle, trying to get to the Prima Vista theater ship. She burst through the castles' main doors and began to run full speed through the town.
Weaving in and out of the crowd, Dagger made her way to the ship. As she ran past an elderly man, her pendent necklace was ripped from around her neck. Looking back at it, she thought, "Should I get it?"
It was her true love, or her family heirloom. Which would she choose? "No, Zidane can't wait," she said to her self as she turned back around and continued running to the ship's stage.
When she finally reached her destination, she stopped and stood in front of him, still not believing he was really there. Tears began to flow freely now, down her cheeks and rolling off her chin. She inched closer and closer to him. She reached out her hand, touching him to make sure he was there.
"It really is you," she cried to him.
"Yes, it really is me," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Even though it was what she wanted, she tried to pull away. Hitting him, crying to him.
"It's ok now, I'm back," he whispered to her trying to calm her.
"You, you, left me. Left me alone. How could you, you promised never to leave me alone," she sobbed as she quit resisting his embrace.
"I know, I know. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to leave you. But it doesn't matter now, I'm back and I'm never going to leave your side again," he told her as he lifted her chin so he could look into her beautiful brown eyes.
She knew she shouldn't, because everyone was watching, but she didn't care anymore. She loved him, he lover her, that was all that mattered. She closed her tear-filled eyes and moved her lips towards his. He did the same, and their lips met. They kissed for what seemed like eternity, only stopping because of a little girl tugging on Dagger's dress.
"Excuse me, your Majesty, but you dropped this," said the little purpled haired girl as she curtsied and held out the pendent necklace.
Dagger gently picked up the necklace and put it back in it's rightful place. "Thank you Eiko," she said as she wiped the tears from her face.
"No problem," Eiko giggled. "But for you," she kicked out her leg and struck Zidane.
"OUCH! What was that for?" he siad hopping on one foot holding the oposite legs' shin.
"For leaving her all alone for the longest time, and making her cry. You're not supposed to make the Queen cry!" Eiko shouted at him.
A smirk spread across Dagger's face.
"I said I was sorry!" Zidane simply stated, still hopping about.
Zidane grabbed Dagger's hand and began to lead her off stage. They walked together, hand in hand, back to the castle. With little Eiko following closely behind.