The next morning

Pit slowly opened his eyes, with his body turned sideways. He was still a little groggy, as Pit just woke up. His head slowly turned, eying the clock above where Sabin is sleeping right now. It was now 8:00 AM in the morning. The sky above Figaro Castle turned bright orange as a result of the sunrise. Pit rubbed the sleeping dust from his eyes and let out a huge stretch before righting himself up. He then looked under his bed to retrieve his pair of sandals, then proceeding to grab his golden laurel crown. He put in on his head and made several adjustments to it before walking out of the door. He exited both sets to doors to go outside to watch the sun rising. These rays that pierced through the earth warmed Pit's skin up. "This warmth, the sun, what a spectacular sight! The wildlife must also be waking up as well, but I suppose that is desert, so little in terms of animals is expected. I wonder if Edgar is even up yet." Pit thought. Just when he said that, out comes Edgar from the other side of the castle. Even if he just woke up a few minutes ago, he still looks the same as yesterday. Pit noticed that his hair was combed as well. "Gee, you are already dressed out and combed!" Edgar saw him and wiggled his finger from side to side with his body turns towards him, typical of Edgar being a ladies man. "Now, Now, Pit, I have to keep looking nice. After all, I am the King of Figaro. And I want to look good for the ladies out there." Pit simply laid his head on his right hand. "Wow Edgar, just wow…" a sarcastic Pit replied. Edgar walked closer and before Pit knew it, Edgar was right beside him. He was looking in the exact same direction as Pit is. "Anything you plan to do for today? We don't have much here, but we have some things. For example, we have poker, or you could test out the chocobo. You will be using that tomorrow anyway. That would give you a good idea on how to operate on it. The cooks are making breakfast right now, it's going to be a small one, and we want to save our appetite for lunch and dinner." Edgar said as he looked at the sunrise. "I would sure like to ride on one. I wonder what I would feel like." Pit said. He continued to look out at the endless desert that stretch for miles. Edgar simply walked back into his room where he is reading his supplies, he has acquired a Bio Blaster and Auto Crossbow as well. These items could be of use.

A few minutes later, Pit could hear the door opening and closing coming from behind and to the left of him. "Hm, who's there? Who knows, maybe just another guard walking around he…." Just then, Pit's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. "Hey Pit! Over here, I just got up." Pit turned around to see Sabin with his hair messed up and with the sleeping dust still on his eyes. "Sabin, I was just starting to get a little anxious there. Why don't you go fix your hair, looks goofed up." Sabin looked up at his hair and realized that it was messy. "Gah! I have to go get this fixed up, and I have to wash my entire face to wake myself up." He dashed all the way back into the room and went to the restroom to grab a comb. There, Sabin fixed his hair. Pit waited for the time by thinking about him again. "He reminds me a lot about myself when I was much younger. For Palutena's sake, I'm feeling a little empty right now." Five minutes later, Sabin came back out with his hair fixed. "Now what ya think about this? Looks good to me. Anyways, our breakfast should be ready soon. I went to look at the clock, now about 8:30 AM." One of the Figaro Castle maids came to Pit's and Sabin's spot, wearing the same attire that the other maids wear. "Breakfast is ready for the both of you. The food is at the table where you guys sleep. Make sure to eat it all! These cooks take their dear time to make the meal taste the best that it can be. With that, I have some other things to do for the time being." Sabin and Pit simply watched as she entered a door and disappeared from sight. "Pit, what are we waiting for? Let's eat now! I can't hold my hunger in for any longer." In a blink of an eye, Pit and Sabin dashed back to their room and looked at the dinner table.

Sure enough, they were two plates there. Each of them contain delicious toast, two eggs, and a cup of coffee. Turns out that the utensils are already prepared for them as well. Pit sat at the seat that was closer to the firepot. Sabin took the other. "Look what we have here? Seems like there is some coffee as well, that's a good thing." Pit thought with curiosity. He grabbed the fork and the knife and started eating. First, he cuts into the egg and use the toast to pick up the egg pieces. Pit then put it into his mouth, the mouth-watering food. "That's really good taste right there, could use some spice, but otherwise, its fine." Pit said. He then went over to grab his cup of coffee. Using his hands, he slowly tipped the cup into his mouth, allowing some of the liquid to enter. "Wow…that has some kick! They sure do use the best coffee possible." As Pit ate his breakfast, Sabin was quick to follow. "So, what are you going to do for an easy day like today?" Sabin asked as he ate. Pit's face soon turned towards excitement, due to what Edgar is going to do with him today. "For the first time, I am going to ride on a chocobo. I have to get some experience in riding that, as we are going to use it tomorrow to get to Narshe in a faster time. What are you going to do?" Sabin simply drank his coffee when Pit spoke. "I might walk around and check if our supplies are still in stock. If we don't have enough, then I should fill up our bags."

Pit and Sabin soon fished both the breakfast and coffee. The butlers came in to take the plates away and clean the eating table. "Thanks for cleaning up!" Pit said with a smile to one of the butlers. One of them bowed down a little Pit to show him some respect. "No problem Sir Pit. We are here to make you pleased." They then exited out of the room, leaving only Sabin and Pit behind. "Well, let's get riding on one of the Chocobos shall we?" Pit asked. Sabin walked out and this time, took the stairs down to ground level. Behind him, Pit followed Sabin until they exited out into the hot desert once again. There, they could see a couple Chocobos with the seat unoccupied. "Hey look, there is one over there! Let me try to get to one right now!" Pit said with glee. He then ran at fast as he could and slowly hopped onto the animal. "Whoa! This is going to take some time to getting used to. Giddy up!" Pit said to the animal. Suddenly, the chocobo took off, with Pit barely able to hold on. It rode around the castle for about twenty seconds before throwing Pit of the seat. The next place that Pit founded himself was his face right into the sand dunes. Pit's mouth was full of sand, and he was unable to speak out anything. Sabin watched as he began to chuckle at this. It was just too funny to keep inside for much longer. The laugh with Sabin soon escalated into maniacal laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHA….Oh Pit….got a little too much sand in your face?! BWHAAAAAAAAAA!" Sabin said as he clapped his hands from the overload of laugher. Even the guards in the area began to laugh with Sabin as well, laughing at the rookie at hand.

Pit growled at Sabin's statement. "Not cool Sabin…you.. that g…getting….*cough* a mouthful of s…sand is funny?! GAK!" He ran over to get as far away from the chocobo as possible. Pit coughed all of the sand that got into his mouth. "Never again. That was terrible….I should have realized doing that was a bad plan to begin with." Pit walked towards Sabin, whose laughter died down. "I think you need some experience my friend. Gosh, you should have better control of that chocobo. Last thing that you want to happen to you is getting tossed to the side and having that chocobo ditch you, like you were nothing to him." Sabin criticized. Pit looked and walked over to Sabin, who was wearing his standard attire. "Yeah, way to state the obvious." It was clear to Sabin that Pit was aggravated and annoyed. Pit slowly moved his arms so that he touched his face with his hands. Turns out that Pit still has sand particles in his face. He gave an exaggerated groan. "OH…..great, now I have this sand in my face. Now, how to get rid of this? There seems to be no water nearby. Wait a minute…I got it!" Pit thought. He ran all the way to the door of Figaro Castle and quickly worked his way back up the stairs and to the master bathroom.

Once he got there, Pit went to the sink and turned it on all the way. It was splashing all over the place, but Pit didn't care. His hands reached for the water and brushed all of the unwanted sand off his face. A rush of urgency rushed him at that point. Pit quickly grabbed a clean towel and dried his face thoroughly. "Now that…was EMBARASSING. I really suck at my first attempt. Oh well, there is always more chances to ride on it." Pit thought. Meanwhile back down on the desert sand, Sabin reflects on what he just saw happened right in front of him. "Pit is always going to adapt to any situation. I have known him long enough now. Kind-hearted, spirited, and sometimes sarcastic. What an interesting 16 year old. I wonder what Edgar is doing in the time being." A few moments later, Pit came back out of the same door that he entered in, his face all clean of the sand dust. "Now that is all fixed, let's seriously consider giving it another shot. Sabin, walk me through this. I need your help now." Sabin gave Pit the thumbs up and slowly guided him to the same chocobo once again. Pit got a little bit nervous the second time he approached. It was still fresh in his mind about his first epic fail went he first mounted on it.

Pit didn't want to repeat the same thing again, so he waits for Sabin to catch up to him. "Okay Pit, get up on the chocobo. I'm teaching you the basics of ridding on the chocobo." Pit obeyed Sabin's orders and got up and sat down. "What should I do now?" Pit asked Sabin. "I see this sort of whip right in front of me." Sabin wasted no time teaching Pit the fundamentals. "Yes, that whip right there determinates how fast your chocobo will move. If you move the whip a couple of times forward, you increase the speed. Likewise, if you tug back on the whip, you will decrease your speed. Give it a try Pit, I want to see how you handle this." Pit gave Sabin a smirk, then went turning back to face the chocobo's neck. He let the whip forward once, which Pit then felt a slight, but notable joint forward. It began to move at a slow speed. Pit was surprised on how simple the controls are. "If I lean to the left with my body it should turn to the left. The vice versa of that should also be true, if my hypothesis is correct." He leaned to the left slightly to test this out. Sure enough, when Pit leaned, the chocobo turned to the left. Pit then went back to facing straight, and it stopped turning. Pit then leaned in the other direction, and it turned to the right. It is as if the animal knows what Pit wants it to do. Over the next couple of minutes, Pit used this new knowledge to steer it left and right to do a loop around the bottom left quarter of Figaro Castle. When he was done with the maneuver, Pit rode up close to Sabin and stopped there. The latter gave him a thumbs up. He was impressed with Pit's control of the animal, as it is only his second time up there.

"Well, well, Pit. I must say, I am impressed by how fast you quickly learn." Sabin complemented. "If you keep this up, you are destined to be the top tier of the chocobo riders!" Pit was extremely happy and confident of himself. Somehow, Pit was able to dictate where the chocobo. He expected that he was going to fall off once again and embarrassed himself in front of everyone. "Sabin…thanks. That right there might be beginners luck, perhaps I got caught off the hook this time." Pit hopped off and landed with his feet on the sand dunes. His natural response was to shake it sandals until all of the sand was off. Sabin simply waited in silence as Pit walked towards him. "So, what happens now? We still have plenty of time left, and it is only 11:00 AM." Pit said. "I might as well dip my feet into the sand. I have never experience this sand before with bare feet." With that being said, Pit took both of his sandals off and put them to the side. As Pit's feet came into contact with the sand, it was like the softness of a sandy beach. "Wow Sabin, I can't believe this! That felt so good! Maybe Edgar can get a shade on here and some fruit juice and we will be good to go. If only that can happen…" Pit said with relief as he stared back at the castle. Sabin stepped right to the point. "You know, sometimes Edgar is busy. My twin brother has very little free time on his hands. We should probably get back inside. The heat is building back up once again, and we need to get into that air conditioning." Sabin and Pit started their way to the door, the closest one.

Something that Pit saw on the castle catches him by surprise. It was the pipes that ran down from the near top of the castle all the way down into the sand. "Hey Sabin, what are those pipes there used for in Figaro Castle." Pit said while pointing to the brown colored pipes. Sabin saw the four pipes and realized immediately what Pit was mentioning. "Those pipes there are used for sinking and rising the castle. Yes, Figaro Castle has the capability to go below ground level. However, Edgar only uses that in a case of emergency." They walked into the castle and walked back up the stairs back to their room, right into the cooler air. The lights provide a light intensity that is very high, making Pit able to see every detail of the interior. "I say, let's go to the shop and buy some potions. In case one of us gets hurt, we can pull out a potion that restores some health. It on sale right now for 25 gil. What's your take on this Pit?" Pit took several moments to think this true. On one hand, having health potions may sound good. But on the other, they could save the gil for something much more valuable in the future. A compromise has to be made between the two. "I have an idea, we are going to get a couple of them as a backup, just in case we are hurt or something. Or, just try not to get hurt in the first place!" Pit and Sabin made their way into the stores once again. Sabin bought four of them for 100 gill. "Quite the bargain I must say."

Sabin and Pit soon walked to the library to search for even more books. Pit walked to one shelf and pulled off a book. "You know Sabin, you should see my relm. It's a lot more action there, but it's a lot more dangerous as well. Like a little bit more…mischief?!" Pit said in a mischievous tone. "No thanks." Sabin said. "I'm not up to that right now. Might be a little too fast for me." Suddenly, both of them can hear a door creaking and closing from behind. Pit's reaction was to look around at the source of the noise. Turns out the noise is the footstep of a maid. "Prince Sabin, Sir Pit, the lunch is about to start cooking now. I just require one thing from the both of you. That is, how would you like your steak to be prepared?" Sabin didn't hesitate when he heard the maid. "Medium-well, please." Pit listened to his voice. He prefers having a steak that is more juicy and flavorful. "I would like my steak to be a medium. That's the best way to cook a steak." The maid looked at them and nodded. "I am forwarding your requests to the cooks now. The lunch should be ready in about 45 minutes." With that, the maid soon walked out to the doorway and closed the door behind her, leaving only Pit and Sabin behind. The time now was 12:15 PM. "There are so many maids in the castle. Is it even necessary to have that much running around all at once?" Pit said while scratching his hair. Sabin followed him to the rows and rows of books. "Well Pit, having more is better than none right? Besides, they are all living in Figaro Castle, so they can't just leave when they want to. If they did that, my thoughts are that they are likely to die along the desert, if they don't know where to go. Our map is only as reliable as we can see. It's no help if we are stuck in the middle of nowhere."

They both got a set of books to pass the empty time. Pit was especially getting bored quickly. "Your right. Well it's comfortable for all of us, so I guess it is a win-win situation." Sabin sat at one table, and Pit sat at the other one. Pit was reading about the myths of Espers and Sabin was reading about the 'Rise of the Empire'. Did the book served their purpose? Yes. Before Pit knew it, 45 minutes flew by faster than lightning. "Okay, just abou…" Pit's thoughts were interrupted by a butler standing in front of the door. "It's time. The meal is ready for the both of you. I do wish you have a pleseant lunch. Now, if you could excuses me." The library was filled with completely silence. Only the butler's footsteps were heard as he quietly exited the library. These lights around them only made it even more awkward. Pit began to feel empty in his stomach. Out of nowhere, the stomach let out a loud growl. "Dammit! Sorry about that sound, might not be the nicest thing to hear." Pit said in slight embarrassment. Sabin also started to feel the effects of hunger. "Steak. That is extremely…h…hard to resist. I can't hold back anymore! That's it, I need to chow everything down right now." Sabin closed his book and started on the way back down out of the room. Pit looked up. "Hey S..Sabin! Where are you going? Wait for me to come with you!" Pit folded the page to make a bookmark. He dashed towards the door and opened it wide with force. Pit closed the metal door behind him with quickness. Then, he made his way back to his room. As he approached closer and closer, the smell of steak only grew stronger. "I am definitely going to have seconds and thirds, if I could. Pit to the rescue!" Pit thought in his mind. He opened the two doors that separated him from the room. By the time he got there, Sabin was already eating to his hearts contents, unafraid of the plate that lies in front of him. "Hey there Pit! Joining in the fun right here? This taste good, try it for yourself." Sabin greeted before resuming his eating. Pit walked over and sat down at the unoccupied seat. "It better taste good, otherwise, I think I am going to be a little bit upset." Pit thought. He looked down at the utensils before grabbing the knife and the fork. Pit cut a slice of steak using his knife. Sabin watched in silence as Pit put the steak into his mouth and began chewing it. Almost instantly, Sabin saw Pit's expression change from neutral to a smirk on his face. It then changed into a smile. "I told him it would taste good." Sabin thought to himself as he digested the food. "That entire streak just melted right into my mouth. Oh, the flavor of the juices. I have no words to describe it." Pit said in awe. "I can't believe it!" He then turned to cut another slice and used his fork to get some of the potato bits. "What ya think I should do over the next couple of hours? I don't want to get bored." Sabin stalled at a response, as he didn't have good ideas at first. Then, he came up with a practical idea. "Here is a suggestion. How about you keep riding along that chocobo? You might need more time to adjust to it."

Pit accepted the advice and went on to finish his lunch, along with Sabin. When they were done, the duo got up and pushed their chairs in. Sabin realized that he almost forgot to do something. Just as Pit was about to walk out of the room, Sabin interrupted him. "I almost forgot something Pit. Please wait for me as I am going to put the four potions into the backpack." He then grabbed the potions that he left on the shelf. Pit shrugs it off. "No worries, I can wait here if you like. I leave no one behind." To show courtesy, Pit stand and watched him put away the potions. Once that was done, they both made their way back down to ground level and got around to hopping up on the chocobos. "Oh well, it's hot out here, but I think I can take on all the heat!" Pit said with confidence. Sabin on the other hand, was not sure about doing this. "Are you really sure Pit? The temperature is like 105 degrees right now. I don't think it would be wise to stay out here fo…" Pit dismissed his claims. "We have to get some riding in." They got up and rode around Figaro Castle, with varying speeds. Sabin followed Pit to make sure he didn't crash into anything. "Whooohoooo!" Pit said as he made it go faster and faster. They performed this task over and over again for the next hour or so. When the task was completed, Pit and Sabin hopped out of the seating mounts. It was about 3 P.M now, and the sweltering desert heat was taking its toll on both Sabin and Pit. "The he..heat…it is almo..st..unbearable. My eyesight, it's getting blurry out. And I…I'm starting to feel a little dizzy as well." Sabin looked at Pit with extreme concern. Pit's skin was pale and he was sweating profusely. Sabin went up to Pit and checked his pulse. "This is not good, Pit's heart rate is high right now." He looked at Pit's movement. "Sabin…I….think I am f..finis…h….ed." Pit collapsed onto the sand, he clearly has fainted from heat exhaustion. "Pit? Pit! Wake up, are you alright?" Sabin said with worry. He tried to wake Pit up, but without success. A sense of panic and urgency emerged from Sabin. "What I'm I going to do? Heat exhaustion is most likely the cause of this right now." He looked at Figaro Castle, in which the turbines were still spinning non-stop. "I must get in there right now and get Pit out of this killer heat. I also need to cool him down right now with cold water and ice packs." Sabin lifted Pit up from the sand and walked as fast as possible into the room and up the stairs. A maid happens to be walking by when Sabin reached the top of the steps. She immediately knew who Sabin was carrying.

"Sabin? Is that our guest? Is he okay….." The maid asked with a childish voice. Sabin turned to her and wasted no time describing the situation. "Pit has passed out from heat exhaustion. I want you to go get some ice packs and cold water. Also, get a cold wet towel just in case. We need Pit to cool down. Now, do that immediately and waste no time. This is an absolute statement. No ifs, no buts. Don't hesitate. Get on it." Sabin continued onwards until he was within sight of the door. He waited for a reply. "Absolutely! I'll waste no time getting the supplies you mentioned." The women dressed in the same fashion as the other maids in Figaro Castle dashed out of sight. Sabin went into their guest bedroom and rested Pit down on the bed. Moments later, while tending to Pit, Sabin could hear a knocking from the door. "Come in please." The door opened up, revealing the same maid with the supplies that Sabin requested. "At your service, here is the ice pack, the cold water, and the cold towels." the maid replied in a normal and calm voice. She then handed the supplies over to him with carefulness. "Be sure to take good care of him. I'll notify Edgar of this developing situation. With that being said, I have to get going." The lady walked out with respect, slowly opening and closing the door slowly as to make as little noise as possible. When she left the room, Sabin grabbed the cold towels and started to rub his face, arms, legs and underneath his clothing. Sabin, who had experience treating this condition before, went to put the wet towel on Pit's neck to cool down. He got the ice pack that was laying on the ground and applied it to Pit's head for about 15 seconds. '"He's been out for about 30 minutes now. I wonder when he is waking up. Pit must be…." Just then, Sabin's thoughts were cut short by Edgar entering the room. A loud quick stomp can be heard as Edgar approached his younger brother. "What happened here? Did Pit get into an accident? Is he okay and well?" Edgar asked with a slightly stuttering voice. Sabin merely replied. "Pit is suffering from a case of heat exhaustion. He should be up within the next thirty minutes upwards of an hour from now." Edgar went to evaluate his vitals. "Pulse is stabilized, breathing seems normal. Okay, thank goodness he is ok. Now I know that he is going to make it through, I have to get ready for the trip. I'll pack all of my supplies now. If you need anything, I'm always available." Edgar slowly made his way out and towards his room. Sabin tended to Pit over the next 45 minutes, motoring any changes that occurred. At long last, Sabin noticed a moment coming from Pit, his eyes starting to move and slowly open.

Pit eyes opened, his vision blurry at the moment. He could also feel his head, as there is a slight pain coming from his head. "Oww…my head." Pit said in a weak voice. It felt like he was in a nightmare. Then, his vision become less blurry, and Pit woke up to Sabin tending him. "Sabin? What happened? I don't remember anything that happened after I finished the chocobo session." He rubbed his head a little Pit and looked at the time. It was now about 4:30 PM, according to the clock. Sabin noticed that Pit was awake now. "Pit, you collapsed from heat exhaustion. I had to take you into the castle to get treated. You were out cold for some time, about 90 minutes. All of us were worried about you. But Edgar is relieved to know that you will turn out fine." Pit let out a little smile. "Well then, I should be more careful about going out when the temperature is hot! Can you please hand me a drink of cold water?" Sabin, noticing that the pitcher was to the side of him, grabbed it and handed it to Pit. "No worries, Pit."

He drank it and chugged the water before handing it back. "The day that we set out again is approaching quickly. And there is still no sign of the way back to my home." Pit said. "There is must be a way back, maybe Triangle Island might have some leads." He got up, as he had enough strength to do so and sat at the nearest chair. Pit let out a little chuckle and a small laugh. "By now, Lady Palutena would have told me to take out Viridi and destroy everything that she had. Those weapons I had back then each had their advantages and disadvantages. Whatever, flying in the air for five minutes isn't going to do anyone favors, let alone have no control over it." Sabin got up and sat at a chair. "Yeah, I want to know when I am going to meet the people that you are talking about. Talking only tells half of the story. You have to see it to believe it. And you are starting to feel this 'new' feeling that you never had before?" Sabin asked. Pit adjusted his laurel crown and spoke. "Yeah, it is something unique for sure. Something I had never felt before I reached this age. I try to get my mind off of that, but I just can't for some reason." Sabin reassured him. "When that time comes Pit, it will come to you. Just be patient about it." He grabbed a cup and helped himself to a glass of water. "Sabin, we must start talking about our final plans for the trip to Narshe. Let's show Edgar the map one more time and make sure that all equipment, weapons, and accessories are ready to go. The best time for this is during dinner." Pit said with a serious vibe to Pit. Sabin listened as he collected his thoughts. "He has come a long way from when I first rescued him over three years ago. Pit's leadership skills are improving day by day, and I myself may have something to learn from him." He walked over to check that everything in the bag is in place. "Still, there is some time left, but let's have a little talk before dinner to discuss our plans." Sabin said.

Pit got up and skirmished to get a drink, then going all the way back to discuss their plans. "Are there any inns at Narshe? I don't want to sleep on the floor." Sabin gave Pit a loud clap. "Of course they have an inn there. If they don't have one, where are the visitors going to sleep in the first place? Come on Pit, think outside the box." Pit wants to know what the climate would be like up there, and he tapped his feet to keep it busy. "How do the people think of Narshe? I bet it is going to be a lot colder there. It in the mountains, so temperatures likely to drop below freezing. Also, I am worried that my angel wings will draw a lot of attention there. I want to keep as low of a profile as possible." Sabin knows that Edgar has plenty of backup clothes. "What's your concern? We have plenty of clothes that are thick. That way, to them, you would look like a normal teenager Pit. And since it is a mining town, the air quality isn't going to be the best out there." Pit was a little concerned about the people there. Back in his world, he cared and protected the humans with Lady Palutena. "How can they live like that? Doesn't it seem unhealthy for people there to breathe the air?" Pit asked with worry. Sabin sighed. "Pit, those people don't have a choice. They make a living there. Where else could they be if they left Narshe?" There was no arguing with that, Sabin's statement was true. "I guess he is right. They need to make a living." Pit thought. It soon reached 5:00 PM, and dinner was about an hour and a half way. "Edgar is probably getting everything finalized. I wonder what the others in my relm would think about my skills now." Pit said with curiosity. Sabin then began his 'speech' to Pit. "I say that, Pit has dedicated his life and his leadership skills helped to save all of us. Here is Pit, much better than ever."

The over exaggerated speech from Sabin made Pit a little annoyed. "That was such an amazing speech from you Sabin. You couldn't have done it any better." Sabin noticed something in Pit's voice. "Thanks! I always practice my every day so that it sounds good." Pit gave Sabin a nod from side to side. "I was being sarcastic there. Can't you tell?" Pit made his way out of the door and requested for a maid to bring him some apple juice. She complied and went to the blender in the castle to make it fresh. "Your drink is done Pit." The maid said in relief. Pit took the 20 oz glass and drank it on the table. "That is sweet, as expected of apple juice. It could use a little less ice, but it's all right. The heat is not letting up anytime soon." Pit thought as he looked through the window. Over the next hour and a half, Pit and Sabin talked back and forward about their journey so far and what is still left to be accomplished. Sure enough, the cooks have started to their stations and made something special for Pit. For his last meal at Figaro Castle, it was going to be a hamburger. The lettuce, beef, tomatoes, and red onions are rolled out onto the grill. These cooks made it absolutely sure that the product was perfect. Nothing matters more than having quality food for the teenaged angel. As a teenager, his appetite has even grown stronger than before. They were done and took out silver plates for Pit. One of the cooks also included ketchup and mustard as condiments. Pit waited for the dinner along with Sabin. Just then, a familiar scent catches onto him, and he recognized it. "That smells like….a burger! My favorite. Darn…I haven't had one in such a long time. I can't remember the last time I had one like for inst…" Pit was interrupted by Edgar opening the door. "Surprise! I decided that I wanted to make your favorite for tonight. This is your last night, so why don't we make the most out of it?" Edgar said as he holds onto his plate, which contained his meal. It was also the same thing, in fact. All three had burgers on their plate. Sabin's mouth got watery. "Oooh….let's get cracking at this!" Pit signaled him and took his first bite of the burger.

But before that, Pit dipped in in some ketchup and then put it into his mouth. Immediately, he liked the flavor of the burger. All of the toppings worked together in unison. "I…I…this here is nothing short of…..AMAZING!" Pit shouted out loud as Edgar and Sabin were caught a little bit off guard by Pit's reaction. "Well, that is something you don't see every day." Edgar said regarding to the excitement. "I have never seen something a person with a distinct of a personality like you." Pit said nothing, but he took more bites out of his burger. By now, it was about half-gone. "We need to finalize our route to Narshe. Tomorrow is another big step towards our destination." Pit said. He then went to Sabin's backpack and got the map back out to show them where we are going to go. "This time, we are going to make a beeline to Narshe. Edgar, you have the compass ready?" Edgar prepared for everything already while Pit was recovering. "I already got the compass in handy now." Pit drank a cup of water to clean all the food that was stuck in his mouth. "Got to get a few loose ends tided up after I finish my burger." Pit was clearly ready to get there in as little time as possible. Knowing that tomorrow is going to be a long day, all three of them finished dinner. The table was cleaned up and Edgar walked out of the room to double check and triple check. "Kind of a believed king isn't he?" Pit said regarding Edgar. "Viridi doesn't know well enough about humans to tell a difference. It's unfortunate that she thinks all are 'enemies' of nature." Sabin looked at him solemnly for quite some time before finally collecting his thoughts. "Pit, even those 'gods' you mention make mistakes. No one is perfect. It just doesn't work that way in reality. However, I believe that forgiveness and mercy is the most important virtue of all." Pit couldn't believe what came out of Sabin's mouth. "Haven't you look what she has done? Like I told you before, you have to see what she did to the humans. I…..don't…..I don't even know how to deal with that at all. How can I forgive her?"

Sabin took a look a Pit. Then, he walked up to put the map away. "That Pit, I can't tell you how to do. You can only decide for you self on how you are going to deal with that situation. Don't dwell on that now. That was your past. Look what you got in front of you right now. You have us, two of your friends coming for the journey. Besides, living the past is not going to change things. Pit, you are the one that plots out all the things that are happening. Now, if you would excuse me, I have to clean this room for any future visitors." With that, Pit watched as Sabin went to grab the cleaning supplies from the castle's storage area and Pit decided to help also. Over the next couple of hours, Pit washed and clean the area around the room. They also went to take a trip outside and check the guard posts just for the fun of it. By this time now, it was 10:00 PM, and Pit and Sabin were making sure that everything was put away. Both of them didn't realize how late it was already. "Darn! It's already past ten! Looks like it's time for me to go take a shower." Pit said to Sabin. "Go ahead Pit, take your time. Make sure your body is clean. You don't want your body to smell of odor don't you?" He winked and moved his finger from side to side. Pit blushed at what Sabin was trying to say. "Ha…Ha..stop it Sabin! I already know what to do!" The teenage angel then walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Sabin could hear the shower being turned on as Pit was already in. Unfortunately, the water was anything but warm, which surprised Pit. "BRRRRR! Freezing…cold…brr…need to turn it to warm immediately!" Sabin smirked a little bit when he heard Pit screamed in the shower. The water turned warm again, which Pit was relieved and sank into the tub. "Ahhh! Time to get all whimsical now." Pit said as he started to whistle. When he was done, Pit got dressed back up. This time, it was Sabin's turn to go into the shower. He took his time as well, and when he came out, Pit was already starting to check his weapon. "Looks good. The sword has not lost its sharpness yet." Pit said to himself. The clock at the moment of time was 10:30 AM, which was their bed time for both Edgar and Pit. They both have to get up earlier than usual to get to Narshe before the heat sets in. Pit went to the lights and turned them off. The only thing that illuminated the room now was the fireplace. Edgar came in to check on both Pit and Sabin. "You guys are going to bed now? Seems a little bit early." Pit gave Edgar a reasonable response. "We need to get to Narshe before the heat sets in, so we are going to turn in for the night." He then let out a yawn, and his eyes were starting to feel heavy. Edgar looked at him, his blue eyes staring right back. "All right then, have a good night's sleep. I am also going to go to bed now. See you tomorrow, Pit." Edgar then left the guest suite and went to his own bed. Sabin made sure that he was dry before he got into bed, not taking off anything.

Pit also did the same thing as well, taking his sandals off and his golden laurel crown sits on the bed stand. He then crawled right into the soft, cotton bed. "So…Sabin. Are you ready for tomorrow? We are getting closer to our destination." Sabin replied quietly. "Yeah. I think we are just about ready, just like my brother." Pit couldn't think straight at the moment, his mind was focused to that one girl. "I wonder when I will see her again." He then went to tell Sabin one last thing before sleeping. "We will need all the energy we can get tomorrow, so I'll get some sleep. Goodnight Sabin." Sabin turned and a soft yawn came out of him. "Goodnight my friend. We will be ready for this tomorrow. It's going to be a new experience for you, your first time in Narshe." With that, the two went to sleep, readying themselves for the next segment of their journey.