The Prison Healer Oneshots

The Final One

It was a beautiful morning for Kiva, just like it normally was. She could never tire of the luxury she had, to wake up in the safe and welcoming haven compared to the horror she had to endure in Zalindov- where she had to sleep with an eye open, so she would always be ready to scream at the sign of trouble from other inmates. However in Vallenia, the sun was shining brightly, sending warm rays into Kiva's room as she woke up in a safe home. Home. That was what the River Palace was to her. That was what Jaren and Tipp were to her.

After a quick stretch and glance out Kiva's balcony, Kiva saw the town below her was already buzzing with life. Merchants were opening up their stalls while children were playing in the streets.Soft noise fluttered up to the balcony, children squealing and horses trotting along could be heard even from afar.She smiled to herself as she took in the glorious moment, something she never would have imagined during the atrocities of Zalindov. It truly showed how far she had come. Kiva then dressed, donning an emerald dress that fell to her ankles and chose to accompany it with a matching emerald necklace.

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"Kiva!" Tipp's cheerful voice called out to her as he raced up to her. She had been taking a stroll in the palace's gardens when Tipp had seen her in the distance. He waved her over to him and they moved to each other, meeting halfway. It was one of the many little things about Tipp that made him special, he always said hi to Kiva and never missed an opportunity to see her. Kiva smiled at him, opening her arms to wrap him in a big warm hug. Not too far behind Tipp was Ori since the two didn't spend too much time apart- usually when they slept even though it wasn't an uncommon occurrence for the boys to have a sleepover.

"We're going to go into Vallenia, want to come?" Tipp asked with a toothy grin, once he let Kiva go. It was something that Tipp and Ori had been doing more and more often, Kiva even joining them on some of their outings. It made her heart warm, seeing Tipp finally exploring the world and life that was ahead of him, choosing a future and making friends around his age. Again, something that he could never do in prison.

"I think I'll pass on this one Tipp. You two can have some fun together instead- Make sure Naari comes with you." Kiva added in an after-thought. Tipp gave a little frown, miffed at Kiva's suggestion though a huff came from Oriel, who was clearly not happy.

"But Kiva. We're old enough to look after ourselves." He argued back while shoving his arms in front of him. Kiva chuckled to herself, as she responded, "Humour me Ori. I know you two will be fine but I'd rather have a guard with you, just in case."

And so, Kiva took the boys with her while she went to find Naari.

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"Kiva, I was just looking for you." Naari said pleasingly as Kiva came into her view. Naari was standing just outside of the throne room's closed doors, her gloved hands resting on the hilt of her sheathed sword.

"Naari, we were looking for you too." Kiva said, eyeing Tipp from the side. She gave him a slight nudge in the shoulder, letting him ask his all-so important question.

"Um, Naari, could you take us into Vallenia? We can buy you a chocobun, if you want." He said with a bounce. Naari smiled at that, her golden eyes sparkling.

"Alright, we'll head out shortly." She responded before turning to face Kiva. "Jaren would like to see you, Kiva. He's in the throne room."

Kiva nodded and then waved goodbye to the boys and Naari as they went out to get ready for their excursion. Then Kiva walked towards the door of the throne room. Her hand rests on the door handle, she didn't know why Jaren had asked for her. Usually he would find her himself so this felt very much unusual.

She waited for a moment before Kiva decided to bite the dust, opening the door to see Jaren slumped against the King's throne. His head was resting against his hand, his fingers running through his hair. He looked worried.