*The Breeze at Dawn is a song from SCV that comes in near the ending of Story mode. Listen to it on youtube and you'll fall in love with it. And it took me forever to hear the lyrics and type it out. Keep reading and you'll see (hint). I suggest playing the song when that part comes. :D

"Ahh, princess Hilde! You're looking absolutely fabulous today! Being a mother is certainly working out very well for you," said Dampierre, giving the princess a sly wink. "I still can't believe you managed to trick me. That was quite a disguise you have." Sitting at a table of a very fancy restaurant, the rich con man leaned back in his ornate oak chair while his henchmen stood behind him. "So, do you like the place I've picked out for our date princess? I've even booked it so that no one else besides your people can be here" joked Dampierre, enjoying the annoyed expression she gave him.

"Don't think that a few compliments will make me increase your pay," replied Hilde, crossing her arms across her chest. Siegfried, Viola, and Hwang sat at the table as well and after a quick introduction, Hilde continued. "Dampierre, we need your help for something."

"Ah, but of course. For what other reasons would you seek Le Bello for?" He held up a sparkling glass of red wine and took a small sip. "Le Bello is a rather busy man these days, Hilde. But for you, I have decided to postpone some of my plans. So tell me, what is this task that you're assigning me?"

Siegfried spoke up at that moment with a serious expression on his face. "Talim has been captured at Odenburg. She was ordered to be executed, but it would seem that she has somehow managed to escape." He gestured in a vague direction. "We need your help to see if she's still there. The entire city is practically on lockdown from the recent events. We know you were heading to see Dumas to discuss business so it would easy for you to slip in."

Dampierre put down his wine and reached over for a knife and fork to cut his steak. "That girl has lost me quite a bit of money and I still haven't gotten over it yet. Besides, she is known as The Most Beautiful Breeze of Dawn among you people isn't she? Le Bello is sure she can take care of herself."

Hilde sighed at his attitude and replied, "You know that Talim doesn't approve of your involvement with the slave trade. You can't blame her."

"She didn't have to go and set them all free," replied Dampierre curtly, chewing his steak as he looked at them. "And you should know that Le Bello has many important things to do. I'm preparing to meet with Graf Dumas, the King of Hungary, to discuss about some important matters that will make me a very very very rich man. You want Le Bello to risk angering his new business partner?"

Hilde crossed her arms and said crossly, "We only asked you because we knew you were going to meet Graf Dumas, which is why this would be less suspicious. If the cards are played right, he won't suspect anything."

"It's too heavy of a risk," Dampierre muttered. "No."

Siegfried narrowed his eyes slightly at the way Dampierre was acting. "A friend's life is in danger. You would give her up in exchange for money?"

Dampierre merely shrugged. "Le Bello never asked any of you to be his friends. Now, I do owe Talim a favour but since there's no profit, no."

The knight shook his head. "I see. It's just like you said Viola, he's being difficult."

"As predicted," Viola replied simply.

"I've had enough." Hilde stabbed her sword down into his steak, broke the plate and she glared at Dampierre. "Don't think that I didn't know that you were the one responsible for all the missing treasures of Wolfkrone. So right now, I'm going to give you two options. One, you can cough it all back up or two, I'll let it go if you agree to help us."

With no other choice other then be hunted down by Hilde's army, Dampierre sighed. "There is alot of risk involve in this. Don't blame me if it doesn't work out."

"It will work out. Or else," Hilde pointed his sword at him. "You're going to return all of the treasures plus interest."

"Talim, wake up my dear," said Dumas, brushing back the dark blue canopy to reveal his lovely storm maiden who was still fast asleep. Her head rested on her arms and the gold pillows and she had a slight smile on her face as she continued dreaming about something. The silk blanket was rumpled as she curled her body like a napping cat and slept on. He smiled softly and brushed some hair away from her face. "Talim. My dear, it's already late in the afternoon. You really need to wake up."

Turning her head, she slowly eased herself up into a sitting position and yawned. "Good morning my friend. Wait... afternoon? Oh dear, I must have overslept."

He chuckled at her and began tying back the dark blue canopy. "It's alright. You'll need lots of sleep to recover quickly. But I've brought you a new dress and some womanly wears that you'll need to put on first."

"Oh.. but, the chemise I'm wearing is fine," protested Talim, not wanting to cause any more trouble.

"Are you going to stay in bed forever? If not, you really should be wearing something different." When she couldn't find the words to reply, he grabbed her new outfit and carried her out of bed since her legs were still very weak. Talim gasped slightly as he did that and she blushed bright red at the action. Before she could protest, he said, "You're not going to walk anywhere with those legs Talim. Do you want the wounds to reopen? Hmmm?"

"I... I suppose not. But this is rather informal," replied Talim hesitantly as she tried pull away from his chest, which was very difficult since he was carrying her in his arms.

"You amuse me my dear. Worrying about things such as formalities when there's no one here to see us. And your health is much more important than anything else right now. Correct?" He smirked when she slowly nodded. Settling her down inside the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom, he opened the door and passed her the new dress, "You can change in here. I'll be waiting outside. I've also prepared a tub of water for you to wash your hair and you can wash away some of the blood stains on your body. Call for me when you're done."

Talim waited as the door closed and then her hands explored the new materials in her hand. The dress was very soft and she quickly realized that it was silk. It seemed rather loose and simple and she guessed that he had chosen it in mind so that she wouldn't have much trouble putting it on. True to her prediction, she couldn't find the corset that all European woman seem to wear. When she found her undergarment, she blushed bright red.

"Are you done in there Talim?"

"Al-Almost! Just wait a little longer," said Talim, blindly fumbling with the loose dress. It hurt to stand and she wished she could get back into bed already... When she put on the new outfit, she marveled at its comfort and at how smooth it felt. Blindly searching for the tub, she found it and kneeled down on the floor. Bending her head, her hair fell into the water and she rinsed it vigorously. She had also found some towels and after wetting it, she used it to wipe away the dried blood on her breasts, and torso.

Dumas smiled when she stepped out on shaky legs. "Ah, you look lovely Talim." The mint green dress came to her knees and the top was strapless. It merely wrapped around her lovely chest in waves of transparent white pieces of fabric that was carefully sewn on and silver designs was embroidered on the back of the dress. The red ribbon around her waist was still untied though. He assumed that she did not see it so he merely told her to hold still as he tied it for her. His hands lingered around her small waist as he finished and he said, "There, it's perfect. You look absolutely gorgeous Talim."

Unused to such compliments, she stammered, "I'm af-afraid I'll ha-have to take your words for it since I can't see anything. But the burns on my legs and arms must be quite... hideous. And I have prepared myself for the scars that will surely remain..."

His eyes closed slightly in concern and he touched her face gently but he stopped when she flinched away from the touch. "Please."

"I... I'm just worried about you. And I still think that you're quite lovely Talim." He reached for her hand instead and said, "Don't worry I'll do my best to make sure that you won't be left with any scars." Examining her carefully, he touched her wet hair as he noticed something. Some of the end strands were burnt and he held them in his hands sorrowfully. "Your beautiful hair... How dare they."

"Hmm?" She touched her own hair and she winced slightly. "Oh, don't worry, it'll grow back."

She didn't know that he had leaned forward and kissed the ends of her hair tenderly. "I'll cut off the burned ends for you later." Picking her up, he carried her over to her bed and told her to get some more rest.

Listening to him leave, Talim couldn't help but wonder at the way he cared for her. It was simply too affectionate... and too intimate at times. She would have to remind him that she loved Raphael, just to make sure that he wouldn't try and court her. Settling herself down slowly, she closed her eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep as her tired body demanded the rest.

But her mind wandered and she dreamed about his protective arms and his solid body. The smell of cologne, wine and oranges clung to him and now, she could smell it in the sheets. She moaned slightly as she squeezed her legs together, thinking about how similar it smelled to Raphael's old cologne.

After a few hours, he returned to his bedroom eagerly to resume talking with her. When he noticed that she was still asleep, he made sure he was very quiet as he tread across the floor to the bed. Looking down at her, he stroked her cheeks gently and smiled when she unconsciously held on to his hand and kept it pressed to her face. "Raphael... I love you."

Kneeling down on the ground, he stared at her longingly and whispered, "I love you too Talim."

For the next few days, Dumas tended to her burns and they converse each night on many interesting subjects. Not wanting her to be bored, he spent hours reading to her. Some of the books were too hard for her to understand and he quickly learned that she had an interest in mythology. After exhausting all of his books on Greek mythology, he had moved on to Egyptian mythology and after that, he had even searched for Chinese lores for her. He never left her side for more than a few hours and she had gotten used to his devotion and care. He was also very warm and affectionate towards her and she grew quite fond of his deep and masculine voice that... sounded so similar to Raphael's.

In gratitude for saving her life, Talim had answered most of his questions about her. Even the location of the Holy City, and the hideouts of the malfested. He had volunteered to help with saving the malfested and it brought her great joy, to have another ally on her side.

On the other hand, even though he knew everything that was to know about her, he never told her anything about him. The only thing he let her know was that red roses and white lilies were his favorite flowers. Talim found herself alittle saddened by this since she considered him as a friend and yet she didn't even know his name. But she believed that he must have a good reason for this so she had learned to ignore it.

Grateful for his attention and kindness towards her, she sung for him daily and he jokingly announced that he was going to keep her with him forever and make her his favorite songstress so that he could show off at court. Talim had blushed at his praises but she had gently replied that there were things she needed to do out there. But she did admit that she would miss him very much.

Late one night, he walked over to the bed with another book as usual and asked, "Well Talim, how do you feel? Are you tired? Should we head to bed early?"

Because she was currently occupying his bed, he had been forced to sleep on the recliner this past week. Of course, he had no regret over it. The only thing he felt slightly guilty about was the huge mountain of paperwork he had to do and all the important admirals, generals, and other prestigious guests he had invited over to Denever castle were rudely ignored. Those allies were valuable to his plans but he cared for her too much to really care. The servants had noticed that he was in his room alot these days and he had sighed in relief that the walls were sound proof and the thick doors dimmed most of the sounds.

The room was comfortably warm as the fire in the fireplace crackled and he had lit the two candles in their candle holders on the wall for a very relaxing atmosphere. Settling down on the edge of the bed, he tilted his head in worry. "Talim. You look alittle pale today. Are you alright?"

Brushing aside some of her hair, Talim smiled. "I'm fine my friend. You worry too much. I actually think that you've been spending too much time with me... You must have alot of other things you want to do."

"There's nothing else I want to do besides being with you Talim."

Her face flushed red as she quickly turned her head away, hoping that he was merely teasing her. "Do not joke about things like that my friend. Many beautiful women out there must be more interesting than me and they would enjoy your attention very much since you are a very charismatic and intelligent man. I come from a distant village from the East and I do not understand many of Europe's customs or education. I... I do think that I'm even worthy enough to be your friend."

"You're much more mature and intelligent than those shallow women I have to face everyday at court. Their heavy make-up, perfume, ridiculous dresses and fake smiles bore me. Everything you say comes from your heart and it's quite refreshing to hear actual sincere words Talim. Life at court is full of lies and manipulation and I grow weary of it."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Talim replied meekly. "My grandmother has always taught me that words that do not come from the heart, can never touch another person's heart."

He looked at her fondly. "And that's why I enjoy being with you. Oh, I almost forgot!" He reached over for something and placed the sweet snack in her hand. "Here, have a strawberry tart. I've noticed that you have a fondness for sweets and my chef just tried a brand new recipe for these. You're the first one to try it."

Talim tilted her head slightly and smiled at his thoughtfulness. Taking a dainty bite, she beamed. "It's very good! And the strawberry filling tastes quite fresh and smooth."

"Really? Let me have a bite."

She was startled when he took the bitten tart out of her hands and ate it. Talim nervously shifted away from him and her fully healed back hit the headboards gently as she tried to act normal. But there was something about him... that reminded her of Raphael. And whenever she was with him, she felt safe and... Shaking her head, she dug her nails into her palms to push away these thoughts.

Licking his lips, Dumas nodded with a very pleased expression on his face as he swallowed the small snack. "Ah, it does taste quite good. But, I'm afraid I shouldn't let you eat so much sweets. It's bad for your health and your looks if you get too plump," he teased her and he enjoyed the sight of cheeks turning a pretty pink.

Talim twiddled with a lock of her viridian green hair. "Marriage may be alittle late now. I am going to turn thirty two soon my friend. It's true... that I do long for a family and children of my own but for the sake of the malfested out there who need me, it'll have to wait. My true love isn't with me either and I do not wish to marry anyone else besides him."

Unlike the malfested whose age stopped permanently Talim still continued to age but it just happened at a slower rate. Those in her village that had the ability to control the wind were the same but it seemed that after gaining Ria's voice, Talim's age had slowed down even further, making it look like she was only twenty.

Dumas licked his lips and answered slowly,"Your physical appearance seems much younger and you did say that the people of your village live longer and age slower than most. With your storm maiden powers, I have no doubt that you'll still be able to start a family at this age. And..." he tilted her chin up and whispered, "You're much more beautiful than those younger girls."

Drawing away, Talim cleared her throat. "My friend, because of certain circumstances we haven't been very formal with each other. I... want to make it clear that I see you as a friend. A very valuable friend," she emphasized quickly. "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"It's... nothing. Don't worry about it." He got off the bed and said, "It looks like there's no time for a story tonight my beautiful flower. But maybe tomorrow." Helping her settle down, he tucked the blankets around her and drew down the blue canopy. "Sweet dreams Talim." When the falling fabric hid her from his sight, he stood there and stared at it with a sad expression. So close to her... and yet so far.

"Where are you taking me?" asked Talim as he carried her in his arms. His left arm was under her knees while his right arm braced her back and held her shoulder so that she was very secure. Her head rested on his neck and again, she smelled the heavy cologne he was wearing. It smelled like warm wine and warm chocolate with a hint of fresh orange. For some reason, the smell comforted her because whenever she smelled it, it meant that he was nearby. Without her sight, she could only rely on her other senses and on him to care for her. She was extremely grateful to him but she felt highly uncomfortable when he treated her with so much affection. Not wanting to bother him, she said, "My friend, isn't there something you need to do? Somewhere you need to go? There's no need to stay with me every day and entertain me. You've been so kind to me that I really can't ask for more."

He laughed at her and replied, "Believe me Talim, I enjoy being in your presence. There's just something about you that makes me feel...good about myself. Anyway, I've sent away most of the servants and guards at my mansion today just so that you could leave my room."

Talim apologized for imposing on him so much. "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble..."

"It's alright." He added, "Gossips are sometimes as deadly as swords. Your well-being is the most important thing to me and I will not risk putting you in danger just because a maid decided to spread rumors I would kill them but it's much too troublesome so this is the best method to avoid such troubles."

She stiffened in his arms and chided him. "Don't say things like that. It is cruel and I do not like it. Lives are important and no one should have to die for someone's else sake."

Dumas couldn't help but recoil slightly from her words. Little did she know, how important she and Amy was to him. He would burn the entire world to the ground just for their sake but he decided that it'd be best to apologize for now. "Forgive my words Talim. But after all the experiences I've lived through, my view on life may be alittle cynical at times." He adjusted his hand on her smooth back and noted that she was quite light as he continued carrying her down the mansion's hallway.

Talim fidgeted in his strong arms and replied softly, "Did something happen to you in your past? I know that... life as a malfested must have been hard for you." Reaching up, she touched the mask on his face and her voice was tinged with worry when she asked, "Does it have something to do with this?"

Coming to a stop, he stared down at her slowly before saying, "If you regained your sight, would you reject me if I was ugly?"

"My friend..." She stroked his face and replied, "I do not judge others by their looks, status or wealth. In my heart, I like you because you've been kind to me. And no matter what you look like, you're still the same man who had rescued me and care for me these past few days. I will not forget that." Staying quiet in his arms, she knew that what she had said was true. Never, had she given a thought or care about his appearance. Whenever she did wonder about it, she merely felt a small sense of pity for him since he was so ashamed of his looks that he had to wear a mask.

"Talim." He closed his eyes with content and enjoyed the feeling of her hand on his face. Just knowing that she would still care for him if he still had his scars made him smile at her tenderly. "It's no wonder that you're so beautiful Talim. Your innate generosity and kindness in your soul shows itself in your physical features."

She blushed at his compliment and quickly drop her hand from his face. "You must be mistaken my friend. There are many other women out there who are much more beautiful than I am."

"But how many of them are as pure as you?" Chuckling to himself, he continued walking. "Here's a small present I've prepared for you. I hope you'll like it."

Placing her down on a white garden seat, he plucked a lily and deftly placed it in her hair. "Being stuck in my room for so long is not good for your health Talim. So I thought you would enjoy being out here in the sunlight for awhile."

Feeling the warm rays of the sun against her skin made her smile and she touched the flower in her hair gently. "Thank you."

Sitting there, they let the wind caress them and Dumas took the time to admire her. Her pale green dress fluttered in the wind and her hair flowed in the cool breeze as she sat beside him. The past few days had been spent in making sure her wounds weren't infected and that she wouldn't be in too much pain from the burns so he didn't really get a good chance to see how time had affected her.

His red eyes drank in the sight of her smooth sun kissed skin and her soft pink lips as she smiled. The bandages prevented him from seeing her eyes but the quick glance he sneaked in before he bandaged them showed him that her eyes were still a dark chocolate brown with hints of gold in them. She had gotten taller and he estimated that her head would reach past his shoulders alittle whereas in the past, she only came to his chest. And although she was still quite slender, her curves were now very noticeable now that her small waist was emphasized by her chest that had noticeably developed after all these years. He couldn't have imagined that she would be this lovely and his mouth was dry as he admired her.

They sat their in companionable silence and enjoyed the peaceful moment as he admired the flowers and the trimmed hedges while she enjoyed the cool breeze on her skin and the chirping of the birds flying around. As it got late, the orange skies was painted with streaks of light pink, red and soft blue. He enjoyed the lovely sunset and he wished that this moment would never end. All of a sudden, Talim spoke up. "If only... I could live my life like this every single day with my love beside me. I would give anything for that."

He stiffened when he heard that and at that moment, he wanted so badly to tell her who he was just so that she wouldn't look so sad. But all he could do was say, "I'm sure that one day, you two will be reunited with each other."

"I... just hope that he's alright. I'm really worried about him." Her shoulders slumped down and she said, "I want to be by his side to protect him. As long as he is alright, then I am content. I just want to find him and Amy so that they can be together again and be happy. As long as they're happy, then I don't care about what happens to me." She gasped slightly in surprise when he held her chin and tilted her head up. "What is it?"

He simply replied, "Is there something I can do that will make you happy Talim?"

She quickly drew back from him and stammered, "It's al-alright. I'm fine my friend." Her mouth parted in surprise when he laid something in her hand. Feeling it, she cried out in joy. "My necklace! Where did you get it? I thought they burned all of my belongings before they were going to execute me." She touched the medallion and the bat pendent and murmured, "Thank you... This is very important to me."

"I have your weapons as well," replied Dumas, pleased by her happiness and joy. "Here, let me put it on for you." Reaching for it, he waited as she brushed away the hair from her neck and he slowly put it on for her.

Touching the necklace, made out of her medallion of the moon and sun and Raphael's bat pendant, tears dripped down her eyes and soaked the bandages covering them. Smiling in joy, she said, "You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you so much."

He pulled her close and hugged her. "Why are you crying, Talim?"

"I've never taken this off for the past fourteen years. It's made from Raphael's bat pendant and my medallion." She breathed in his smell and let his warmth comfort her. "He is the moon and I am the sun. This necklace holds that meaning of our love."

He didn't know what to say. No words could express how he felt from hearing the overwhelming joy of having her necklace back. His arms tightened around her and he said sadly, "Bats are actually my favorite animals you know."

Hearing this, Talim smiled. "Raphael was also very fond of bats as well. How strange... you two seem very similar to each other. If I couldn't read the wind, I would have thought that you were him. Even your voices sound very similar."

"The wind around me?"

The priestess nodded as she pulled away. "Everyone has a unique wind around them. That's how I can tell you're not him."

"Oh." Dumas couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. Was the wind around him different because he parted from a piece of his soul and became Soul Edge's host?

Breathing in the fragrant smell of the flowers, Talim smiled at him sweetly and reached for his hand. "I want to do something for you for being so kind to me."

He quirked an eyebrow in amusement and leaned alittle closer to her. "Oh? What do you have in mind my pretty storm maiden?"

"It's a song I've been working on. There used to be another song that represented me and Raphael but when I thought about it, it wasn't truly ours. It belonged to the storm maiden named Ria and her love for she was the one who made it." Talim breathed in deeply and smiled. "This new song will be full of new hope and new memories. I plan to sing it to Raphael when I see him again but no one has heard it yet and I'm worried it might not be... good enough. Can you be the judge of that for me?" asked Talim.

"I always love to hear you sing. Have you thought of a name for the song?" His heart pounded with excitement at hearing this song she had been saving for him and he gently squeezed her hand.

"It's called The Breeze At Dawn. For I am the wind and sun and I will save him from the dark of the night... and together, we shall look upon a new dawn and a new beginning." Closing her eyes, she began to sing and it was if the very earth was listening for nothing stirred, not even the air itself.

La to eh hawoe nada ba (The stars watches from above)

Ka no to meai fo lea sei lei (While the wind sings around us)

Hanowei lako lea fo lea sie lei (How lovely it sings for us)

Rakna ko lo ma sei oh (Just open your eyes and listen)

Ma a ehh deaa (To the lovely voice)

Fo la... hako na le aaahhh... soeii (That calls... for you so from far away...my love)

Hai yo na noko ei... (Can you hear it now...)

Sa kano eh to la (My voice calls out for you)

Bre naka lo eseh ela (The breeze of dawn has finally come)

Na fo la toe ei couh la (A new day has arrive for us at last)

Fola kano eto hano (Now take my hand)

Esa kano ei to la (And hold on to them)

Bre naka lo eseh ela (The breeze of dawn has finally come)

Na fo la toe ei couh la (A new day has arrive for us at last)

Fola kano eto hano (Now take my hand)

Naomea! Naomea! (Forever! Forever!)

Na kana cosay (We'll be together)

Laomea naka na toro (Our love will last for an eternity)

Cola se leai fa ohlei ni ma... ma no ei (I make this promise with all my heart... with all my love)

Sa kano eh to la (My voice calls out for you)

Bre naka lo eseh ela (The breeze of dawn has finally come)

Na fo la toe ei couh la (A new day has arrive for us at last)

Fola kano eto hano (Now take my hand)

Esa kano ei to la (And hold on to them)

Bre naka lo eseh ela (The breeze of dawn has finally come)

Na fo la toe ei couh la (A new day has arrive for us at last)

Fola kano eto hano (Now take my hand)

Naomea! Naomea! (Forever! Forever!)

Na kana cosay (We'll be together)

Laomea naka na toro (Our love will last for an eternity)

Cola se leai fa ohlei ni ma... ma no ei... (I make this promise with all my heart... with all my love...)

Talim put a hand to her heart as the song was near its finish. Her soft voice echoed through the garden and it warmed Dumas's heart when he heard the emotion in it and the wind gently brushed her hair back from her face to reveal a simply peaceful and loving expression.

La to eh hawoe nada ba (The stars watches from above)

Ka no to meai fo lea sei lei (While the wind sings around us)

Hanowei lako lea fo lea sie lei (How lovely it sings for us)

Rakna ko lo ma sei oh (Just open your eyes and listen)

Ma a ehh deaa (To the lovely notes)

Fo la... hako na le aaahhh... soeii (That calls... for you so from far away...my love)

Hai yo na noko ei... (Can you hear it now...)

"What do you think?" Embarrassed, Talim began fiddling with the fabric of dress when he didn't say anything. "I know you can't understand it. Only Raphael would be able to... But-"

She stopped when he said, "Would you sing it for me once more my dear?"

"I-I... of course. If you insist," stammered Talim as she heard his wavering voice.

"Thank you." He put a hand around his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks as she continued to sing. "I love you so much," he whispered to himself.

Watching her take her medicine again that night, he bid her good night and tucked the blankets around her and as usual, she was asleep in seconds as the strong drugs took effect. But instead of returning to his recliner, he kneeled down at the edge of the bed and leaned over to give her a soft kiss on the forehead. Perhaps he should just tell her that he was Raphael so that they could truly be together and get married. But once again, a deep sense of shame rose in him when he thought about how she would react if she found out what he has done all these years... Did she love him or the world more? He stroked her cheeks and remembered the warmth and acceptance she had shown him when they first met. Even though he had attacked her, she still saved him...

His fingers traced her small neck and whispered, "Sure purity... and untainted innocence." He rolled a lock of her dark green hair around his finger and gazed at her thoughtfully. "I love your kindness and generosity Talim. But at the same time, it makes it so much more difficult for you and I to be together. I don't understand you sometimes my love. Power and riches are all yours if you accept me ideal world and become my queen." But he knew in his heart that Talim had never cared about those things. She loved him for who he is... not what he has. It was a strange charm that she had and it made her very dear to him. But would she still love him after she knows the truth about him? Looking over at the moon glowing up in the night sky; he thought sadly, "The moon is bright... but its pale light differs from the sun whose warmth and light gives life. Are we too different from each other to be together? I love her... but... does she love me or the world more? Who will she choose in the end?"

In my heart and in my soul, I will always keep you with me even though we are separated from each other. Until we meet again, I will wait until I can sing for you our new song for a new and better beginning of our journey together.

Here I am beside you, and yet you do not know it. But will you still wish to be with me, when you realize that our story is much more different from what you had imagined.