As requested by Lexida, here's Edea and Loch! Enjoy!

Palmyna, land of knights and magic...

From atop its cliff, the Obselion Castle silently watched over the kingdom with his sacred treasure Lafdranya kept within by the King. He had a daughter, beautiful as the spring blossoms but just as frail. Edea was her name.

-Training grounds-

"Miss Edea, wait up!"

"Don't worry, i'll be fine!" She ran over to the mannequins, her pink hairs billowing in the wind. "Brave Burst: Great Bash!"

She destroyed them easily, and knelt over using her greatsword as a support. Her master, an old man with a long white beard and a red cloak, nodded. "That's what you need to do to be a warrior. But unfortunately you can't train further, Princess... Let's see how you others fare. Amy, Loch. Do as she did."

The blond haired Lancer gripped her halberd. "Brave Burst: Thunder Spear Attack!"

Lunging at the targets, she slashed horizontally, then jabbed, then slashed upwards, jumping at her starting position. "How was i?"

"Brave Burst: Thunder Sword Slash!" shouted Loch, charging at the targets. He tripped however, and fell down. Lorand shook his head. "No, no, NO! You don't need to charge like that! And raise your sword if you do, or you risk of tripping over your own feet! Gah, Loch. You're giving me such an headache... You're dismissed."

"Until next time, Princess." said Amy, walking away. Loch put away his sword, groaning, and was about to go away as well, when his stare encountered that of the panting princess. "Want help, Princess?" he said, offering his hand.

"Just call me Edea." she replied. "I'm not a princess when fighting."

"Loch, hurry up!" said Amy from the gate. "We'll be late!"

"Sure, Amy!" he replied. "I'm sorry, Princess-Errrr, Edea."

"Don't worry..." she said, smiling. "I'm no more than a human, like you." She coughed a couple times, and then walked in the castle. Loch sighed. "Those eyes... She's so strong, yet so frail..."

-The next day...-

"Brave Burst: Great Bash!"

Edea knocked out Amy with a single strike. She then knelt over as usual, panting heavily. Lorand nodded. "Good job, Princess... But remember, you're frail. I'm teaching you in a symbolic way."

"...I want to fight seriously..." she panted. "I'm tired of being protected..."

"Princess, you can't fight. Not with your illness." replied Lorand. "So i'm only teaching you because our King wants to. LOCH, LUCIUS DAMN IT!"

The boy just tripped on his feet again. He quickly got up. "I can't use a sword, i give up!" he said. "Why can't i use another weapon?"

"Because your father wants you to use a sword. NOW LISTEN UP!" said the Master, ticking the blond boy off. "Fine. I won't stay here any longer. I'm sorry, Princess."

"A-ah! Wait!" said Edea, reaching with a hand in his direction. Too late, he already left. She looked down. "Why... Why can't i do anything...?"

Amy patted her shoulder, helping her to stand. "It's not your fault, Princess... Here, let me carry you to your room..."

"C-call me Edea... Please..." she whispered.

-Edea's room-

"Here, Princess-Errrr, Edea." said Amy, putting her on the bed. "She has a high fever... Damn it, why is she so frail...?"

"...I don't... Seriously... Know..." she weakly whispered. Her voice was barely audible, and Amy started to worry. "Edea... What illness you've got?"

"This illness... Is the result of an ancient curse..." whispered Edea. "An ancient wizard cursed the Obselion family with a curse that would make slowly wither the first female born in the family... Turns out i was that one..."

"It must suck, i'm so sorry, Pri-Edea." said Amy. "I wish there would be a cure..."

She felt the guards coming. "I need to go, i'm sorry Edea."

"Please... Don't..." she whispered, reaching with a hand. "A-ah..." With that, she fell asleep.

-That night-

"Thish shucksh!"

Loch downed his mug completely. "Whath didh yhou dho, mhy frhiend? Chame here tho drhown yhour worriesh in a mhug?"

The other, a blue haired priest, drank his. "Yhou bhet. I thried tho makhe the pheophle phrephare forh the imminhent invashion, and they exshcommunhicated meh! Shtupid phriests... I dhon't nheed to bhe one tho wharn people..."

"Whell, to ush! My nhame is Loch!" said the blond boy. "What'sh yoursh?"

"Dean am i. Dean theh exshcommunhicated priesht. Buth whait a bhit, mhy fhriend."

He traced a seal. "Rhune of Healingh."

Loch instantly felt his drunkedness go away. "Woah. Did you create this spell?"

"I did, my friend. Quite useful, huh?" said Dean. "Anyway, why are you here?"

"I want to be an archer, but my father wants me to use a sword, so i ran away." said Loch. "I'm going to say good bye to a very special person, then disappear."

"Then good luck, my friend." said Dean, patting his shoulder. Loch got up and exited, walking towards the Castle. "Edea..." he whispered. Looking at the cliff, he saw some good looking rocks to hang on to. He began to climb, not caring for his safety. He climbed, climbed and climbed, and saw the city become small under his eyes.

Loch looked upwards, and saw a window in the wall. "Maybe i can get in there..."

Smashing the glass, he entered the corridor, and swiftly began to run towards the highest tower. He stopped to regain energy mid way, leaning on the wall. "Edea... I'm doing this for you..."

"Oh, that's why." said a voice. Loch almost had a heart attack, but let out a sigh of relief when he saw Amy. "Damn you, Amy... Why are you here?"

"I'm guarding the stairs of course. The Princess-Errrr, Edea wanted me to guard her."

"Then... Mind if i sneak in?"

"Hey, what's there? Oh, only a mouse." said Amy. "Go, you champ."

Loch bolted up the stairs, running as fast as he could. His heart began to beat fast, savoring the next instants. He gulped, then opened the door.

The window was opened, letting the moonlight in the room. On the bed, resting between two pillows, was Edea.

She had a pained expression on her face, and was sweating heavily. Loch grimaced. "Damn, it's getting worse... I need to help her..." He saw a Hydro Stone, and began to fill the bathtub with its crystalline water. He then blushed, imagining what he was about to do. "What if she screams...? I'm so fucked up."

"...I didn't order a bath at this time of the night..." said the Princess, smiling faintly. She was panting again, and Loch checked her fever. "Edea, i need to undress you. I'm sorry but you really need a cold bath now."

"...Loch... You're doing it just... For me...?"

"I'm going to go away, Edea. I thought to come and say goodbye..."

"...No way..." she protested, letting Loch slide her out from her nightgown. "You're not going away..."

"I'm afraid, i must..." said the other, carrying her bridal style. She squirmed weakly. "...But i'm still in my underwear..."

Ignoring her feeble protests, Loch put her in the bathtub, where she stiffened. "...Ah... It's so cold... T-take me out..."

"It's for your best, Edea. Trust me." said Loch. "I'm sorry... I must go. I can't live with my obnoxious father anymore. I'm sorry to leave you and Amy both... Especially you..."

"...Loch..." whispered Edea, tears welling up in her eyes. "...Please, don't leave me..."

"...I have to..." he replied, looking away. "I'm leaving at sunrise."

Edea relaxed a bit, starting to smile. "...Thanks... Loch... I never had a friend... Such as you..."

"I'm honored, Edea."

-Three hours later-

"...It's near sunrise... You should go..." She looked at where he stood, but he already hightailed away. "...Loch... I think i... Love you..." she whispered weakly, smiling and letting herself drift off.

-City Gates-

"Did you hear, Loch? A thief infiltrated the castle! I wonder what did he stole." said a guard. Loch shrugged. "I bet that he only stole the Princess' heart. Don't worry." Edea... I'll return someday... I swear.

Okie, now i have a question for ya... Should i write a yellow citric fruit about those two lovebirds?

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