Summary: She serves only for him. She remains there only for him. She carries out the most horrible orders only for him. Everything she does is for him. And she does not even care that he does not know her. EnaxRajaion
Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance.
Every order I receive I carry out for him. If I cannot be by his side, then there is no reason for me to live. I never meant to betray my laguz heritage or my laguz pride. But, I could not leave him alone in Daein. I could not remain alone in Goldoa without him. It would have driven me mad to even think about living without him, never knowing if he was dead or alive. At least this way, I am always near him, and I can always see him. And I am always assured of his survival.
For now, it is enough. He is here, and so am I.
The deplorable orders I receive from my superior's I follow without question. I do it only so that I may stay by his side, silently watching over him. So long as I may be near him, I am happy. So long as he is alive, I am content. I visit him secretly when I can, yet I say nothing to him. He would not understand. Not any more. It makes me cry, to know this. It makes me cry to know what kind of pain he is in. I know it sounds sort of hypocritical, but it is true.
His true laguz form was so warped, only a select few know who he truly was. Only a very few know what his true form is supposed to be. He is no wyvern. He is no killing machine. Not truly. He is the gentlest person I had ever known. I have yet to meet anyone else who is as gentle as he. I do not think I will ever meet someone who can measure up to him.
I love him so much, that it makes me cry for him. He can no longer cry for himself. He can no longer feel any good emotions. All he can think about is pain and hate, anger and killing. My Rajaion was never like that. I will never believe that this is what has become of him. My Rajaion is still there somewhere, hidden beneath the warped and twisted creature he has become. I will not lose that hope. I have served King Daein for so long now, always hoping that I will not be proven wrong. I pray to the goddess every day that my Rajaion will be alright. I always pray for his salvation.
I do not know if the goddess hears my pleas, but I like to think that she does. Rajaion still lives, and I know that he his still there, buried and asleep. I do not care if he does not know me now, because surely he will one day. Surely one day, he will remember me. I will not give up that hope. My own survival depends on it.
But no matter what, I will never stop loving him. My Rajaion is there. I know he is. And my Rajaion will always be there, waiting for me. One day, my dream is to return to Goldoa with him, and continue with our life the way it was supposed to be. I am sure that that day is still very far away. Yet if I lose hope now, what will become of me? What will become of Rajaion? Perhaps it is a foolish dream I have, a foolish hope. Perhaps I am childish to insist my love will never end for him. But I cannot deny myself these little slivers of hope.
My Rajaion would not want me to abandon them. And I will not abandon him.
One day, if he cannot now, my Rajaion will feel me love again.
Of that, I am sure.
How was that? I tried to capture Ena's feelings for Rajaion as best I could. She was so in love with him, so it was hard to try and put it into words. Tell me what you thought, okay?