Based on a sentence prompt. The given sentence was "I just really need to have you here right now."
Her fingers drummed against the table, eyes glancing in anticipation towards the door, the windows… to anywhere he could make an entrance.
Her engagement feast… According to law, she had to be wed before her twenty-fifth birthday, and that was approaching quickly. "You have waited long enough for this pirate of yours," her adviser scoffed. "You must think of your country." So she did. She gave up on her waiting for him to swoop in and sweep her off her feet. She pushed him from her mind as much as she could, and accepted an offer from a fair and kind man, the son of a former Lord of Nabudis. Lord Bryce Rosemond, tall, fair-haired and hazel eyed with a bony yet not unpleasant face. He was nearing thirty, though Ashe could sometimes get a playful spark to gleam in his serious eyes.
Bryce held her hand loosely, knowing she was waiting for her love to appear. He had told himself that should the skypirate finally show, he would judge himself if he was worthy of Ashelia. If the man was a decent fellow, he would step down and allow the Queen her true love. If not, a duel for her hand, if the pirate could not be reasoned with.
"Would you like to step outside?" Bryce whispered to her.
Nodding, Ashe stood and excused herself, stepping out of the dining hall and onto the balcony. Her eyes scanned the evening sky, hoping for a glimpse of his ship. When she saw a glimpse of metal she turned quickly but it was just one of her patrol ships.
She should've known better than to get her hopes up… he would never show.
"Balthier… please. I just… I really need to have you here right now," she whispered, but knowing the wanted response would never echo back at her, she sighed and stepped inside.
He had heard of her engagement only yesterday. Well… he was glad to know she could move Rosemond… he had gone and done his research, yet could find nothing he could use to discredit the man and break the engagement. The woman he cared for, the woman he had been trying to make himself worthy of… he had waited too long. He couldn't just show up now and sweep her off her feet… she more than likely did not even wish to see him now. She would be happy… and he had no doubts that shortly after her wedding he would hear news of a child.
Still… if he could just see her once more…
The skypirate made his way down the streets of Rabanastre, looking for the sewer entrance. Yes, Ashe had ordered it sealed off, but she had also left another path only he and the others knew of open that led to the gardens. All he needed was a final glance, his final farewell before he was on his way.
The gardens were always lovely, and he had quite a few memories with the Prin- well, he supposed he should call her Queen now- in them. A small smirk crossed his face as a few in particular surfaced in his mind, but he pushed those aside. He shouldn't dwell on those memories knowing she was an engaged woman.
He glanced up at the balcony, noticing a bit of movement from up there. His Ashe… no, not his Ashe. He could not think like that anymore, he had given up that right when he left her. Still, she looked beautiful with the colors of the sunset draping across her. She looked relatively happy as well, though her eyes seemed to be looking for… No, that was a wishful thought. She was clearly checking her patrol ship, not looking for him.
"I really wish I could be there with you," he whispered quietly to her, before stealing back down into the sewers.
It would seem he really had come back too late…