The Dark Magician Girl ⭐️ | COMPLETE

n i n e t e e n

~The next day

The castle continues to burst at the seams with celebration of the upcoming ceremony.

The ceremony I dread to ever occur.

The sounds of excited guardsmen and maids fill the halls as I lock myself into my room, alone. I feel as though I am drowning in my emotions, filling me up to the brim. I used to have no problem concealing them, why can I not do it now?

What is wrong with me? Every time my mind wanders to... Ike. I am so sorry. Why must this happen to me? Is it too hard to ask of my happiness? Is every princess doomed to this fate? Ike... every time my mind wanders to you, I lose control and my emotions come rushing out. I do not know what to do! And tomorrow... I will lose you!

I cannot stop the tears. They flow out faster than I thought tears could fall. My eyes become red from sobbing, my vision become blurry from the warm liquid and I cannot breathe from all of the hiccupping.

Ike... my mother told me of this emotion she claims I have. But it is a strong emotion, it will weaken me. Why must I be weakened when I think of you? Or when I feel you? Or when I see you...? Or when I... need you? Ike... I need you. I want you... right now.

I cry myself to sleep, only to be greeted by my memories. The memories that are most precious to me.

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"Ho! Ho! Ho! Just look at how much you have improved, my friend!" Papa slapped my father on his back.

"Thanks for sparring with me every day, Greil. I know you have a lot on your plate, my friend," Papa looked over at him with a genuine smile plastered across his face. "Tell me, Chrom, have I ever told you anything about myself ever since you hired me as your mercenary commander?" Chrom looked over at him. "I do not believe you have. You only spoke to me about your son and daughter who you love so much. But that is all you have told me," Papa's eyes become distant as he looks as though he is recalling memories.

I was watching my father and Papa spar in the courtyard again today. Papa has not been my father's mercenary commander for too long, but he has been friends with him for far longer than that. I just had my eighth birthday not too long ago. Ever since Papa started coming around the castle, he has been caring for me just like my mother and father have been.

Papa then turns to my father. "Ever since my son and daughter was born, my not has been stubborn to become a strong warrior just like me. Not too long after his sister was born though, their mother passed away. We were in Gallia at that time, that is where they were born, a land quite a way from Ylisse. During these times, Gallia was supporting their ally, Crimea, during a war with Daein at the time, which was where my company was located. During these times, I had a good friend, a mage if you will, accompany me and became one of my mercenaries. Once the long war was at peace for a time, my boy had grown up enough to become a full member of my mercenaries. It was then that my friend became interested in the 'dark magic' he saw during the war times. I kept telling him it was dangerous, you must not use this magic if you are not skilled and he refused to listen to me. His spell he tried to cast failed and opened up some kind of rift in time. I fell through it and I found myself here. That was the day I travelled to your castle, my friend,"