Last Chapter...
After Alicia's death in the Meltokio jail...
"Master Regal?" George muttered into the dimly lit caverns of the Meltokio jail. He saw it then, the glob of blue and the shimmer of handcuffs. "Master Regal!"
"Do not call me 'master', George. I am no longer your master. You are my master. I hereby give Lezareno... and all it's rights to you." He said cooly, sitting on a crude cott, chained to the wall.
"No. I do not deserve Lezareno, Master Regal." George argued politely. "I am the one who got Alicia kidnapped and turned into that monster. I'm the one who told her to make the flower arrangement, I'm the one who got her in trouble, I'm the one who crushed Lezareno... And more importantly, I'M THE ONE WHO CRUSHED YOU!"
Regal, to George's surprise, smiled sadly. "No. It is my fault, George. Even if you had done all of those things, I am the one who was sorry. I shouldn't have lost my head. I shouldn't have yelled at Alicia. I should have killed myself long ago, now, I must deal with the fact that I am a murderer for the rest of my life. And when I am free, I will seek out Vharley... and thank him."
"Thank him? That cur! Why!" George demanded.
"I want to thank him for revealing to myself that I am not worth living. I should die, and let everyone be at peace." Regal said, laying back and almost rolling off the cott due to the lack of balance from the cuffs. (A/N: He JUST got them on, he even said in one of the skit, he fell alot. He isn't used to them yet.)
"But, Master Regal..."
"Go, George. Lezareno may still have a chance."
"But..."
"Go, George."
"But you..."
"GO, GEORGE!" Regal yelled, catching George off guard.
"I'm... sorry, Master Regal." George sputtered, running out of the jail. My fault... my fault... Now Alicia is dead... and Master Regal is in jail...
After the game...
"Master Regal!" George yelled, overjoyed to see the blue haired duke once again.
"George," Regal greeted.
"Greetings, George." Presea said, smiling a bit.
"Presea... you forgive me about your sister...?" George asked sadly.
"Yes, it was not your fault. You were young and consumed by guilt."
"I also forgive you, George, even if it is not my place to speak." Regal said kindly, holding out his hand, finally free from his shackles.
George shook his hand and smiled warmly. "I am so glad my guilt can finally be put to rest."
THE END
The ending sucked, I KNOW. But deal with me. By the way, I still don't own anything.
Author's Notes:
This story was pretty bad quality, but it was one of the first fanfictions I ever wrote (The second, actually) and it is the first fanfiction I have EVER completed. Partially bacause I had most of the storyboard drawn out already with guildelines from the game and all.
But for the reasons stated above, this story will always have a special place in my heart. Even though I forced myself thorugh the second half when I realized how dumb I had made the story sound.
Here's to hoping another author would write a better story on this topic.