i am so sorry for the long wait, a thousand apoligies. but hear is the next chapter, and i have finished chapter 3. enjoy.

Chapter 4: Past

"I understand that Faneila needs a queen, and an heir… but Van why did you not tell me about it?"

"Ah…"

"So where is she?" she asked looking around and not seeing any one that she did not know.

"She's with Folken and Father." He replied very sadly.

"Oh… I'm so sorry…" she started to put her hand on his arm but hesitated, then when her hand come in contact with his bare skin she found herself in a vision…

They were headed back to Faneila after meeting with the other members of the Alliance, in Freid. They were on horseback science it was such a nice day, and the fact that at this part of the road on the cliff face was only wide enough for one horse at a time. They had gone this way for what felt like a thousand times, and with the magical aid of the four Faneilain Samurai there was really no danger as long as you kept close together.

She was the last one in the caravan, right behind Van, she watched him from behind, the way he swayed in the saddle in time with the horse was enchanting. She looked down at her hand at the ring he had given her; a red ruby that was the same color as his eyes on a gold band. She knew that the marriage was just a political one, true they respected each other and she loved him, but he loved her and the only reason he married at all was because he needed a queen and an heir and his duty was to the people of Faneila first. It had been four years since she left taking the young king's heart with her and leaving her own in its place.

Her eyes traveled from her hand to the gentile rise of her stomach where their first child was growing. They had only been married thirteen months now and the child was due in seven more months.

She looked back to the swaying back of her king. She remembered the times that he would look at her honey-colored hair longingly; she knew that it was almost the same color as hers. But she didn't mind for she had helped in saving Gaea and was said to be a very kind soul. 'I only wish that I can live up to half of what she was, and that this child makes her proud just like it will its parents… if it comes into this world.' She knew for some time now that neither she nor the baby were going to live for very long. Her woman's intuition was telling her that her marriage was not meant to be, and the child was not to rule Fanelia.

She looked over the side of the cliff, that they were traveling along, to look down the sheer drop to the ground far below. She knew that they were high enough that if one of their horses did falter it would surely kill both beast and rider long before they reached the ground.

She looked back to her king to find herself trailing behind due to her daydreaming, and she hoped that she was still close enough that she was still with in the protecting spell cast by the four Generals. For there were too many travelers in their party for each to be given their own protection spell.

Then suddenly the ground underneath her horse fell away and she and her horse began to fall to their deaths; it was the moment, in truth, that she had been waiting for. She wanted to cry out to him, for he could save her and the child, but she knew that it would be better this way.

The horse feeling her calmness did not cry out in vain to indicate that either were falling. There was no sound.

Van who had noticed the sudden quietness from behind him turned around to look behind him only to see no one there. He stopped his horse and looked over the edge of the cliff to see his wife falling towards the earth. Knowing that he had little time he quickly took off his shirt and his beautiful white wings emerged. He dived after her hoping against all odds that he would be able to save her before she would die.

He was determined to save her. He had to save her. She was the only one in all of Gaea that knew and understood him, how he felt. He had to save her. He had to protect her.

She saw him dive down after her. She knew that he couldn't save her. She had fallen too far for him to catch her. She knew that her end was near.

Time seemed to slow. He saw the look of acceptance in her blue eyes. She knew he couldn't save her. But he had to try. He owed her that much.

He was falling after her with the help of his wings to try and help him reach her in time. After what seemed like hours, but in reality were only a very few seconds, he started to doubt that he could reach her. But he had to reach her. She knew that he couldn't reach her and some how seeing the knowledge in her eyes had him feel somewhat calm inside. He knew that if she had called out to him, or if the horse cried out as it first began to fall he would have been able to save her. But she didn't. She quietly accepted that she was going to die. He felt a little grateful that she wasn't looking at him with a pleading look, but that of knowledge and acceptance. He knew he would grieve for her, but with that look on her face he knew that he would be at peace with him self, for she did not blame him for not protecting her. She knew.

She saw on his face his determination to save her. She saw the flicker of doubt that he would not make it. She saw the sorrow that came with the realization that he could not make it.

They were starting to see spots in their vision. She turned her head to look at the Mystic Moon.

He knew that he would have to slow his decent if he was to live, and he knew that he could not die yet… there was still so much for him to do still. He saw her turn her head toward the Mystic Moon. He saw the words that she mouthed to it, 'Take care of him for me, Hitomi.' And with that she drew her last breath.

Knowing that there was nothing that he could do. He slowly stopped his decent and watched her lifeless body fall to the ground. He looked to where she had, and realized that she really did know him, she knew that he would only be happy with the girl from the Mystic Moon, who had stolen his heart not so long ago. Though it felt like a very long time ago since he had held that strange girl in his arms. She had never really left his thoughts, this was the first time in a very long time that he actually stopped to think about her. How long had it really been? Four… no five years one month. Had it only been that long? How much has she changed? Did she remember her time on Gaea? Did she remember everyone? Did she remember him

Sora slowly floated down beside her king on her eagle wings, "Everyone has made it to the safe haven safely. I am truly sorry that I or my companions could not do something to aid her Majesty." She closed her yellow eyes and bowed her head, her short brown hair catching some sunlight, to show that she was sorry that she could not protect all of those who were with them. She hated it when she failed him.

"Do not blame yourself, Sora, for you could not have helped her without jeopardizing the rest of the people." He reassured her, though feeling much the same way.

"Hitomi!"

"Hitomi! Are you alright?"

"Hitomi!"

again sorry for the wait and i kno that this isn't dosen't quite the houmor story, but i asure you that it is nessary.

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