CHAPTER 2

Yuna looked in the mirror and brushed her hair. Yuna was just geting dressed when Seymour walked in. He placed a glass of water on the dresser. Yuna looked up at him then back in the mirror. "Where are my clothes?" She asked him with no emotion in her voice.

Seymour walked over to a large wardrobe. "In here." Yuna walked past him and chose her outfit for that day (FFX-2 SONGSTRESS OUTFIT.)

When she was dressed she didn't really feel like eating. So Yuna chose to sit on the bed and write in her diary. "You really must eat." Seymour told her. "At least drink that water I gave you." He wrapped his arm around her.

"Never can tell whats poisoned." She said moving out from under his arm.

Seymour decided to show him his playfull side. "I'm not that bad a cook." He took it as a small victory when she laughed. "I'm not the one who ordered you're friends killed."

Yuna looked up at him. "Who was it then? Why did you force me to marry you? Why did you kill your father?"

"Mika ordered your friends killed, you see Mika and Kinoc ordered that we marry, if we did not then they would take it out on Spira." He sighed.

"But that sphere." Yuna said trying to make sence of it all. "Your father said that you were going to kill him."

"The guado and myself tried to keep his mental state secret. You see my father had a serious illness that made him see and hear things that wern't really there, it caused him to belive that I would kill him." Seymour explained.

These things made sence to Yuna, she chose to belive him. "I'm sorry that I juged you." She started to cry.

"Now now Yuna. All is forgiven. Lets just live our lives to the full." He wiped her tears away.

"Okay." She nodded and kissed him on the cheek.

Later on that day Seymour and Yuna had learned much about each other, what each other liked and didn't like, past friends, and life stories. "I really should have eaten." Yuna said blushing as her stomach rumbled. Seymour laughed and took her into the kitchen.

"I planned that you would be hungery later." Seymour told her handing her a hot bowel of soup.

Yuna had some of the soup. "This is great! Where did you learn to cook?"

"My mother taught me at Baaj." He told her.

After they had eaten they went back to learning about each other. "So how old are you?" Yuna asked Seymour.

"28 this month. You?"

"Almost 18." She replyed. "What time is it?"

Seymour looked down at his watch. "9:00 PM." Yuna sighed an put her head on his lap. "Are you tired?" She nodded. Seymour smiled and put her under the covers.

The next few months of marrige went by easy. Seymour wasn't evil. Every thing was perfect, until...

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