Do You Come Here Often?

by FireCrest4

Summary:

Ever since joining the Liberation Army, Ced has been observing Seliph, and has seen how much pressure Shannan and Lewyn are putting on him. So Ced is not terribly surprised when, in the crucial confrontation with Emperor Arvis, Seliph ends up mixing up his words and accidentally flirting with the emperor instead. What Ced didn't expect was everything that came after.

OR

Shannan and Lewyn go off the rails with how much they're pressuring Seliph, and Ced gets pulled along for the ride as the consequences unfold.

Chapter 1: Straws Upon a Camel's Back

Summary:

Ced joins the Liberation Army, only to find that he may be the only sane person there, as Shannan and Lewyn give a demonstration of A+ parenting.

Ced's first impression of Seliph, the leader of the liberation army, had been that the man was everything one should hope from a hero who would lead Jugdral to salvation. Not only was his bearing noble and proper, but his words had been formal yet encouraging, showing kindness in the midst of conflict with a strength to carry on even in the midst of loss. As Ced had just been reeling from the loss of his squad in Munster, Seliph's reassuring presence had been just what Ced had needed to kick himself back into gear.

Yet even back then, Ced had noticed a certain... distance, between Seliph himself and the words he spoke. It had been Seliph's eyes that had betrayed him – though he spoke lofty words of encouragement, the light of them never reached his eyes, which remained stagnant. Like the words had been rehearsed, not spontaneous. Ced had chalked it up to Seliph simply being tired. He had been fighting non-stop for months, after all, and comforted hundreds of people with his words in the meantime. It was only natural it would eventually come from him on automation.

So when back in safety after the battle, Ced decided to seek out Seliph, to perhaps find a way to ease his burdens. It was then that Ced was treated to a rather curious sight.

It was almost as soon as the battle had ended, with blood from their felled enemies still splattered across Seliph's clothes, that Prince Shannan, followed by a rather reluctant Oifey approached Seliph. Already from the way Seliph's expression fell, Ced smelled trouble, confirmed when Shannan opened his mouth.

- Well, that's another battle done, Shannan said. - Now that we've time off, let's get back to practising.

- Shannan, do we have to do this now? Seliph sighed. - I'm tired. All I want is a bath and a good night's sleep. We can talk in the morning.

The look on Shannan's face was annoyed, but Ced certainly sympathised with Seliph's plight. While keeping up with your swordsmanship was key to staying safe in battle, Seliph had just spent the entire day proving that he had been keeping up with his training. Ced was sure the thing he needed the most right now was for his aching muscles to rest.

But like most things in Ced's life, things were made worse when Lewyn arrived.

- That's enough excuses, Seliph, Lewyn said sternly, crossing his arms as he stared at Seliph. - You have much more than just your physical condition and the battles ahead to worry about. So don't think you'll be escaping my lessons either.

The way Seliph slumped, it was like he was being physically pushed down.

- I-I know, and I will do my best tomorrow, but right now...

- Right now your progress is far too meagre to let you off the hook! Shannan said, pointing an accusatory finger at Seliph. - So let's get started! Time to rehearse what you're going to say to Emperor Arvis when you finally confront him about your father's murder!

- And while you're at it, we're going to be reviewing the pick up lines I have been teaching you, Lewyn said. - Seriously, it's pathetic that you're still a virgin at this age! That holy bloodline isn't continuing by itself, you know!

All Ced could do was stare at the scene stumped. His brain was slow to comprehend that this was actually what the “training” was supposed to be about. The sheer bafflement and outrage made coherent thought impossible. Of course, Ced understood that Seliph confronting his father's killer would be a big deal, but that confrontation was still likely months away! And as for Lewyn, well, of course he had a point that Seliph had to get married eventually, but surely there would be plenty of time for that later?! Seliph was only 19, for crying out loud! Did they really have to bother Seliph with all of this now?!

Judging by the intense look on Shannan and Lewyn's faces, yes, this was indeed the best timing in their minds.

- I... I don't... Seliph's eyes were darting from side to side, like desperately looking for help to escape. But Oifey avoided his gaze, and Ced was still too stunned from the sheer idiocy of it all, so no help arrived. - I don't know, Shannan. I can't remember right now.

- And this is why we practise! Repeat after me! Shannan puffed his chest, and with an intimidating expression, he exclaimed: - Emperor Arvis! Today you will face judgement for your sins!

With a deep sigh, Seliph resigned to his fate, and with his shoulders still slumped, he repeated slowly and deflated:

- Emperor Arvis... Today you will face... judgement for your shins...

- Sins, not shins!! And your tone and posture are all wrong! Shannan exclaimed irritated. - You have to sound resolute! Condemning! Proud! With every element of your being, you must make him rue the day he dared to cross you!

- Shannan, maybe now is not the best time... Oifey tried. - Seliph probably is just too tired after battle...

- I can see where he got his excuses from, Lewyn huffed, looking at Oifey annoyed.

- Please... Seliph looked like he was on the verge of tears. - I haven't even eaten yet. I just can't do this now.

- Both of you, you're being too harsh! Oifey frowned. - Seliph is a fine young man, and surely capable of handling himself...

- NO. HE. IS. NOT!! Shannan stomped his foot, glaring at Oifey. - He is taking none of this seriously! All this whinging about being “tired” and “hungry” and “please Shannan I haven't seen my friends in weeks” just shows he doesn't care that Arvis killed Sigurd! If we are to do Sigurd's memory justice, we must remember Arvis' crimes! Every waking moment should be spent on how he roasted Sigurd alive and defiled Deirdre, so that we might find the righteous fury to take him down!!

- EVERY waking moment?! Oifey shook his head incredulously, scoffing sarcastically. - What, even during sex?

- ESPECIALLY DURING SEX!!

- I think I'm going to be celibate, Seliph mumbled. He was looking a bit green.

- Oh no you don't! Lewyn cut in. - Shannan, go fetch Seliph something to eat while I review the art of wooing women with him.

- As if. I'm not leaving until Seliph has proved his determination to uphold his father's legacy, Shannan said, crossing his arms. When Oifey opened his mouth, Shannan quickly interjected: - No, Oifey, you're staying right here. It's time you step up and help whip Seliph into shape.

- Fine, but wait for your turn, Lewyn said, then turned to Seliph. - Now let's review. Seliph, what would you say to a woman to convince her to breed with you?

- Umm... Seliph looked incredibly uncomfortable. - I-I would preferably get to know her first instead of rushing things...

- Boooring! Sheesh, no wonder you can't get laid, Lewyn scoffed. - No, it's all about cutting to the chase with a good pick-up line! This one's a war-time classic, trust me, works every time, so repeat after me, “Hey babe! Your sister is hot but now that she is dead you're hotter, wanna get married?”

- What the actual hell is wrong with you? Seliph whispered, but Lewyn didn't look to hear. Instead, Lewyn looked over at Ced, before addressing him with one of his many loving nicknames.

- Hey, Ugly! Make yourself slightly less useless and bring Seliph some food. We're going to be up for a while.

A familiar flash of anger engulfed Ced, and we was about to snap back, when he saw Seliph's expression. The pleading look in his eyes could have moved stones to the verge of tears. Ced realised that he was Seliph's only hope at actually getting to eat today, so with a sigh he relented, and went to see what he could find in the castle stockpile. Shannan and Lewyn immediately began bombarding Seliph again, and Ced winced. He really hope this bizarre scene was just the result of a stressful battle, and that after a good night's rest, things would return to a semblance of normalcy.

 

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Within a couple of days, Ced was forced to accept that they way he'd seen Shannan and Lewyn talk to Seliph the other day was the rule, not the exception. As it turned out, every moment that Seliph wasn't in a war meeting or on the training grounds, Shannan and Lewyn insisted on, as they would put it, assisting Seliph in reaching his future goals, or as Ced called it, bothering Seliph with their inane bullshit. Even sleep and meal times were more often than not disturbed or at least delayed by Shannan and Lewyn insisting Seliph work extra hard to make up for his lacklustre progress. It was getting to a point Seliph seemed to genuinely relish fighting as the lesser evil. After just a week of constantly overhearing Shannan and Lewyn nagging, with Oifey's pleads they give it a rest falling to deaf ears, even Ced was at a point where he wondered if it was too late to surrender to the Loptyr Sect.

Alas, it was not to be. And as Lewyn had figured that Ced would make for a nice errand boy, Ced was often the one fetching Seliph meals when Shannan and Lewyn insisted Seliph hadn't made enough progress to justify eating with the others. As such, Ced had a front row seat for hearing all the wonderful things Seliph's precious guardians were teaching him.

- No no, Seliph, you're supposed to be confronting Emperor Arvis, not meekly asking for permission! Did you suffer a concussion in the last battle or how come you can't tell the difference?

- Hey Seliph, I came up with more pick-up lines for you to try out! Write these down, you're gonna be reproducing in no time with these!

- Stand up straight for the gods' sake! No one is going to take you seriously if you ride to the scene looking submissive like that!

- Though you should be breedable. Speaking of, here's the first pick-up line: “Hey, do you like bread because I want to inbreed with you.”

- And hold your sword straight! What even is that wrist-work, are you going kill Emperor Arvis or jerk him off?!

- Please, it's not like Seliph knows how to work a shaft. Anyway, next up! “What's up babe, are you my sister because I want to turn the family tree into a family wreath.”

- Seliph, you have to learn how to stand up for yourself or you're never going to do your father proud. No, you're not allowed to go out for fresh air until I'm convinced you have what it takes to confront Emperor Arvis. Stop being so difficult.

- Now that you're equipped with the best pick-up lines known to man, why don't I get Julia so you can practice these lines on her? Don't worry, I won't tell her it's all play so her reactions will be genuine!

- What do you mean there's a bandit ambush on nearby villages and we should ride out to save the villagers? Are the villagers avenging your father's death, or are you? Actually, don't answer that. A random villager would be better at this than you.

- Also don't worry, Julia is definitely not secretly your sister or anything, so you don't have to worry in case you want to practise baby-making with her!

- For crying out loud Seliph, all I'm asking is that you fulfil your sacred destiny and have a confrontation with your mortal enemy in a manner that does justice to your father's memory and the history books, is that too much to ask?

- And even if it somehow turned out that you and Julia are siblings, there are a lot of people who like the idea of you molesting your underage and socially vulnerable sister, so go wild!

- What do you mean your time would be better spent on training so you don't die? Seliph, Emperor Arvis is only the most powerful mage in the history of Jugdral whose magic is compared to the flames of hell, stop being such a chicken!

- Okay so apparently Julia has gone missing, but worry not! I put a wig and a drawing of breasts on a log, that'll work just as well for practice! I even drilled a hole for baby-making practise purposes!

- Seliph, why are you burying your head in your hands? It's only been 48 hours since you woke up, you can't be tired yet.

- Hey, Seliph, stop crying, you're scaring away everything with a womb within a ten-mile radius with how unattractive and pathetic you are being.

- Seliph you can't jump out the window, we're not done with the lesson! There isn't even anything under the window, you'd just drop to your death!

- Silly Seliph! How lucky you are to have us here to look out for your well-being!

 

 

Chapter 2: The Meet (Not So) Cute

Summary:

Seliph finally has his confrontation with Arvis, and things immediately go south.

When the day of their assault on Chalphy Castle finally arrived, Seliph was looking less like a leader of the liberation army, and more like a ghost that hasn't figured out they're dead yet. Ced could hardly blame him: even if Shannan and Lewyn hadn't been on his case the entire day yesterday (which they had, Shannan especially), it's not like Seliph would have been able to sleep knowing Emperor Arvis would be waiting for them at the gates. The closer they got to Chalphy, the more visibly nervous Seliph grew. When they were finally close enough to see the enemy waiting for them, Ced honestly expected Seliph to faint from how pale he was.

Emperor Arvis was standing at the gate, observing the approaching liberation army with scrutiny. If they had all rushed him, he would easily have been outnumbered. But that would also have led to massive casualties on their side, and no one was too keen on making this day a sequel to the Battle of Belhalla. Besides, everyone expected Seliph to be the one to slay Arvis and to put on a good show. Knowing this, Seliph took a deep breath, dismounting his horse and readying his sword as he slowly began walking towards the gates. Seeing Seliph tremble every step of the way, Ced wished he could have stopped him. It was Ced's expert medical opinion that Seliph shouldn't have been out here fighting in this condition, period, let alone facing the foe he had been taught the dread since he was old enough to comprehend words.

Unfortunately, Shannan and Lewyn didn't share this opinion.

- Give him what for, Seliph! Just like we practised! Shannan exclaimed. - Remember, your father's legacy and your entire purpose and self-worth are on the line here!

- And make sure to be flashy and cool about it! Lewyn shouted. - If you mess up here, everyone will think you're a total loser!

- Yes, the gods themselves are watching this fight! Shannan yelled, loud enough to make sure Seliph heard even as he was starting to run. - The honour of you, your ancestors, and all your descendants will be irreparably tarnished if you fail here!

- Not that there will be descendants if you fail! Lewyn concurred loudly. - Because no woman will want you if you make a fool of yourself here, not even out of pity!

Ced hadn't thought it would be possible for Seliph to look even paler, yet here they were. Seliph was grimacing, his chest heaving in rapid succession like he was struggling to breathe, and despite his attempts to control himself, panicked whinges escaped his lips in lieu of deep breaths. Concerned, Ced ran after him. Ced wouldn't be of much help in the fight, but he could at least keep Seliph healed if he got hurt. When he gets hurt, Ced thought bitterly, considering how much Seliph clearly wasn't in the right head space for this.

They neared striking distance from Emperor Arvis. Up close, Ced had to admit the emperor looked nothing like he'd imagined. From the tales, he'd expected some decrepit monster, worn down by all his sins. But although the years had clearly aged him, Emperor Arvis was still remarkably good-looking – Ced supposed the legends of Fjalar blood granting you unrivalled beauty had some truth to them. He was also rather tall, which certainly didn't help Seliph's nerves as he was forced to look up to meet Arvis' gaze. Though to Seliph's credit, he was able to do that without fainting.

There was a lengthy moment of silence as Seliph and Arvis stared at each other. Ced could tell Seliph was giving it his all to remain calm. Even so, his breath was hitched, his brow sweaty, and his hands were definitely shaking as he held his sword. Even Arvis had taken notice of this, the stern look on his face mellowing to mild puzzlement.

- You're... Seliph, right? Arvis asked, and Ced winced as he heard Seliph audibly yelp. - Well? Do you have something to say?

- Quiet, he's trying his best! Ced hissed before he could stop himself.

Emperor Arvis looked at him surprised, but made no comment. Seliph, on the other hand, was shaking more and more as time passed. At this point, it was a marvel he was even standing, yet Seliph's brow burrowed in deep concentration, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to get the words out.

- I... I... Seliph squeaked, then tried again to sound more respectable, with little success. - I... You... Emperor Arvis, I...

In the distance, they heard Shannan and Lewyn shouting, and although Ced couldn't make out the words, nonetheless they caused Seliph's cheeks to flare in embarrassment as his legs began to visibly tremble. Ced's chest twinged with sympathy. He had met many recruits, but none had looked as terrified as Seliph did now. Even Arvis' stern expression was gone, his eyes widened in shock as he realised the state his foe was in.

- I can't believe I'm asking this... Arvis said, and by the gods, was that actual concern in his voice? - But are you o---

- EMPEROR ARVIS! Seliph shouted, startling even the emperor itself. - You...! You are really handsome! Do you come here often?

Ced blinked once, twice, maybe even thrice. That... had been one of the terrible pick-up lines Lewyn had been teaching Seliph (though by Lewyn's standard, still one of the better ones). Try as he might, Ced had no idea what had compelled Seliph to pull one of those, unless... the pressure had gotten so great he had mixed up Shannan and Lewyn's advice in the heat of the moment?

Judging by the absolutely mortified look on Seliph's face, that was exactly what had happened. Staggering a few steps backwards, the sword fell from Seliph's hand as his mouth hung open, gasping for air. Seeing the dumbstruck expression on Arvis' face, Seliph's face turned red as a beet.

- ...I'm going to find the nearest hole and lie down to die, Seliph whimpered.

With that, he turned his back and ran away faster than Ced had ever seen anyone run before. The stunned silence lasted for a moment longer, before Arvis cleared his throat, and Ced became acutely aware of the fact that he was now alone with the big bad emperor himself.

- So... Arvis said, scratching his neck and looking nothing like the threat he'd been hyped up to be. - He shouldn't have been fielded to battle today.

- You don't say, Ced sighed. He would have to look into the healer's code having loopholes so he could justify slipping some poison into Lewyn's wine.

- Hey, I know this is strange of me to ask, but could you please go make sure he's doing okay? Arvis asked, and Ced was shocked to see genuine worry in his expression. - I had this whole spiel planned for our battle but I am totally fine taking it another day, if Seliph is not feeling up for it now.

Ced felt like reminding Arvis that this was war, and not some theatre play that could be cancelled and rescheduled, but he decided Seliph's well-being was more pressing. He went in the direction Seliph had disappeared into, and after a bit of searching he came across a conveniently Seliph-sized hole where Seliph himself had lied down in fetal position, sobbing softly. With a sympathetic sigh Ced kneeled next to Seliph, and put his hand on Seliph's shoulder.

- C'mon, sir. Let's go back. You'll get cold lying on the ground.

- It's all over, Seliph whimpered. - I made a fool of myself in front of everyone, and now everyone is going to hate me. My father probably regrets ever having me at this point.

- Then he's a fool who doesn't deserve a son like you, Ced said. He had some opinions regarding parents who couldn't accept their children as they were. - Emperor Arvis said he'd give you a second chance, so let's just go back and do our best, okay?

- He said that?! Seliph shot out of the hole, his bearing suddenly more excitable. - Did he say anything else? About me specifically?

Although a little confused about why Seliph cared so much, Ced didn't think about it too much and instead focused on answering the question. Well, Arvis had clearly been worried about Seliph, which in of itself was odd, but seeing as Seliph was fated to kill Arvis, it was probably information Seliph would be better without.

- Only that you shouldn't have come to battle today, Ced said, and bended the truth a little. - Maybe he meant that the difference in strength between the two of your is so vast he thinks you have no chance. Let's go prove him wrong, shall we?

- Oh, Seliph said. For some reason, he looked disappointed, before trying to force a smile. - I mean, yeah that is pretty in line with what I'd expect from a villain. And my victory will be all the greater if I win even after he's boasted a little, right?

- Atta boy, Ced said, and patted Seliph on the shoulder. It was in moments like these that Ced really struggled to remember that he was supposed to be younger than Seliph. - Now, up and at them! I'll come with you, so you don't have to be alone.

With a grateful smile, Seliph climbed out of the hole, and they returned to the gates. But as soon as they saw that their army had gotten closer, having more eyes and ears on the confrontation, what little confidence Ced's pep talk had inspired in Seliph disappeared. Especially once they saw Shannan in the crowd, waving at them enthusiastically.

- Seliph! Where the hell did you disappear off to? You have a father to avenge! Shannan exclaimed. - Hey, good news. While you were slacking off, I found some bards to write down every detail of your battle with Emperor Arvis. That way, generations to come will remember your valiant fight!

- And I made a deal with the local church to have that text copied by monks and spread continent wide! Lewyn said proudly. - That way all eligible ladies, whether related to you or not, will know what a desirable bachelor you are!

The trembling returned, as Seliph's gaze turned to the ground and he began hiding behind Ced as they walked. With a good glare at both Shannan and Lewyn, Ced walked up to where Seliph had dropped his sword, and handed it to Seliph. The poor lad needed both hands to hold it with how much he was shaking.

Weakly, Seliph walked up to where Arvis was waiting for him. Although it clearly looked like it took every bit of willpower, like Seliph was even holding back tears, Seliph nonetheless raised his head to meet Arvis' gaze. Though both Seliph and Ced were surprised to find that instead of a mocking snarl or something equally battle-appropriate, Arvis was smiling kindly instead.

- Are you ready now? Arvis asked while Seliph just stared at him dumbfounded. - I believe we have a battle to finish?

- You can do it, Seliph, Ced whispered, gently pushing Seliph to get closer to Arvis. - Just remember, you surviving is more than enough. I'll back you up if push comes to shove.

- Um... Okay, I... Seliph tried to take a deep breath, but all that came of it was a choked wheeze. - R-Right, so uhh... I guess... I guess we should get started...

For a moment it looked like Seliph might get his shaking in control enough to actual start the fight, until Shannan shouted again.

- Hey, speak up, Seliph! The bards can't hear you if you keep mumbling like that!

- Yeah, seriously! Lewyn concurred. - You don't want all the ladies in the world to remember you as a stuttering mess, do you?

An embarrassed blush spread on Seliph's cheeks, and predictably, his stuttering only got worse. He tried for a good while to say something, and when it became clear he couldn't, Arvis spoke up again.

- It's okay to just let your blade do the talking. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to.

- No! I-I can do this! Seliph exclaimed. He sounded out of breath, definitely still shaking, but there was also a hint of determination his expression. - So listen up! I-I'm going to say what I have to!

From the corner of his eye, Ced saw Shannan, Lewyn, and an army of bards leaning closer. Just how many bards were there?! There must have been at least a dozen! And how the hell had Shannan had the time to find them all?!

Unfortunately, Seliph had noticed the sheer amount of bards as well, and so the pressure was back on. But he had come too far to quit, so Seliph closed his eyes, and shouted as loud as he could:

- E-Emperor Arvis! A-Are you the Valflame? Because you're hot as hell, one of a kind, and you warm me to my very soul!

Only the rapid scratching of quill against parchment broke the silence that ensued, as the army of bards did their work as paid to. Ced stared at Seliph dumbfounded, but probably for different reasons than everyone else. That... had not been one of Lewyn's stupid pick-up lines. It had actually been quite good. Had Seliph thought of it himself?! On the spot, no less?!

Slowly, Arvis recovered from being utterly speechless, and carefully addressed Seliph.

- Umm... Well, no, I'm not the Valflame tome, I am merely wielding it, Arvis said. It didn't seem like he was familiar with the concept of pick-up lines. - And wait, what was all that other stuff you said after?

- Okaythankyoubye, Seliph mumbled at rapid speed, before dropping his sword again trying to dash away. Unfortunately for him, Ced managed to grab him by the cape, holding Seliph in place as Seliph desperately tried to saunter away.

Seeing Seliph trying to get away with Ced tiredly holding him in place, as the liberation army just stared gobsmacked at it all, must have been the final straw for Arvis. With a fantastical sigh, he closed his eyes, like trying to ward off a headache, before opening his eyes again and giving Ced a tired look.

- Actually, on second thought, I've lost interest in this fight, Arvis said. - You can just have the castle. I never liked the place anyway.

- Are you being serious right now? Ced looked at him incredulously. - You really expect me to just take you at your word?

- Look, I'm putting my weapon away. Is that proof enough for you? Arvis said and, true to his word, indeed tied the fabled Valflame back to his hip. - Thing is, it mustn't look like I surrendered. You have to make it seem like I was defeated, for reasons I'll explain later.

While Ced was still reeling from everything, Arvis looked at Ced's equipment, eyes lighting up as he saw Ced's Fortify staff.

- That'll be perfect! Arvis said, craning his neck to the side to expose the side of his neck. - Hit me with your staff, so we can pretend you took me out in battle.

- What?! Ced looked at Arvis incredulously, whilst also roughly pulling back Seliph, who'd tried to use this distraction as his opportunity to escape. - You actually want me to hit you?!

- I already told you, it needs to look authentic, Arvis said. - Now, hurry it up, will you? If we dally any longer, we'll look suspicious.

In Ced's opinion, this whole situation was already extremely suspicious, but he held his tongue. Still, he hesitated. Even though Arvis had definitely done bad things, hitting an unarmed man still felt wrong.

Sensing Ced's doubts, Arvis chipped in with a wry smile.

- Come now. I'm sure I've caused the death of at least one relative of yours at the Battle of Belhalla. Seems to be a running theme these days.

The insensitivity of the quip aside, it didn't really help Ced much. He was one of the only members of the liberation army who had lost no one in the Battle of Belhalla, and slightly insensitive jokes weren't enough for him to want to whack Arvis.

Sighing, Ced turned to look at where their army stood, seeing if he could maybe find a volunteer to do the deed for him. Instead, his eyes fell on Lewyn. Staring rather displeased at Ced and Seliph, perhaps the latter more specifically, and shaking his head in the same disapproval that got Ced's blood raging like the Jugdrali equivalent of a Pavlovian response.

With a deep breath, Ced turned back to Arvis, and imagining him as Lewyn gave Ced the strength he needed to whack the dear emperor in the neck with all his might. And after Emperor Arvis fell down in a rather impressive rag doll style, the conquest of Chalphy Castle came to a close.

 

 

Chapter 3: Allies?

Summary:

After the conquest of Chalphy, a war council meeting is held to determine the upcoming strategy of the Liberation Army. Seliph is excited about the new additions to his inner circle, Shannan and Lewyn less so. Much, MUCH less so.

The following day, Seliph's war council gathered to discuss how to proceed now that Chalphy Castle was theirs. And since Ced had gained quite the name for himself for having heroically halted Emperor Arvis, he'd been given the honour to join the council. Though, seeing as the council included Shannan and Lewyn, Ced felt like he was being punished instead. Also, Oifey was there.

But seeing Seliph's face light up with relief when he saw Ced, Ced decided that was reason enough to be here. Even if he could do nothing else, he could provide Seliph with some moral support. Someone had to make sure Seliph wouldn't break down like he had the day before.

Now that they were all present in a stone hall, once probably a meeting room of sorts (Ced took note of the lack of furniture or decorations – perhaps the previous occupants had had fun looting the place, or just otherwise hadn't bothered to maintain the castle of a traitor family), the meeting could begin. Seated around a round wooden table more befitting of a tavern than a war room, the council had their eyes focused on the map of Grannvale laying on the table.

- So we still have Edda, Dozel, Friege, Yngvi, Velthomer, and Belhalla to capture, Seliph said, eyeing to locations of the fortifications. - We have Edda to the north-east, and Dozel to the north. As Belhalla is also to the north, both fortifications get us closer to our goal.

- Yet the terrain is rough, with cliff sides separating Dozel from Belhalla, Oifey said. - It's too risky to scale them, lest we be ambushed. Belhalla is likely to be the most heavily guarded.

- And capturing every fortification we can will ensure no surprise reinforcements will be sent after us. Trust me, I've experience of that, Ced said, shuddering at the thought of the slaughter they'd faced in Munster. - Thus, I'd recommend we plan a route where we capture as many occupied castles as possible.

Lewyn looked annoyed at Ced speaking up – Ced knew how much Lewyn loved expositioning everything to Seliph – but Seliph was grateful.

- I agree, Seliph said. - Edda and Dozel should be our first goals, followed by Yngvi, Friege, and Velthomer...

- We don't need to go by Velthomer, Shannan cut in. - We'd have to go out of our way there, when we could just head straight for Belhalla. We already killed the Rot Ritter when taking Chalphy. I doubt that dump has anything worthwhile to worry about. It never had.

He spat the last bit out like a curse, and Seliph looked awkwardly to the side. No one was oblivious as to who the slight was meant against.

- W-We'll come back to that, Seliph muttered, before continuing. - Anyway, the most pressing question is, should we be taking Edda or Dozel first.

- That's obvious, Shannan said. - We'll go for Dozel.

The answer took Ced by surprise, as he wasn't aware of anything that made Dozel a more attractive first target over Edda. Oifey shared this surprise, as was evident by the way he looked at Shannan.

- Why Dozel specifically? Oifey asked.

- Because I want to punch Brian in his dumb face for his father occupying my kingdom, Shannan replied.

What shocked Ced more than the answer himself was the fact no one else appeared shocked by it. Was this kind of reasoning normal in the war room?! How had the liberation army even survived this far without falling apart out of sheer stupidity?!

- That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

For a split second Ced thought he may have spoken his mind without thinking, before realising that had definitely not been his voice. Immediately, everyone's eyes were on the elephant in the room. Shannan's eyes flashed with anger.

- Speaking of dumb faces... Why is HE here?!

Arvis returned Shannan's ire with a mocking grin. The soon-to-be-deposed emperor was tied to a heavy chair, on his knees and his hands tied behind his back. This had probably been done as a means to humiliate him, but Arvis looked right in his element, or at least he was good at faking confidence. Seliph had been stealing curious glances at him throughout the meeting.

- Oh, I invited him! Seliph chirped, clasping his hands together. - Since he's the emperor, I figured he knows a lot about the enemy forces! I'm sure he'll be useful.

- No offense Seliph, but I'm not sure that's a good idea... Oifey said carefully. - It's admirable that you want to see the best in everyone, but---

- You're too naive, Lewyn cut in. - Seliph, don't forget that man is the ENEMY.

- He's probably just itching for a chance to backstab us, Shannan snarled. - There's no way a snake like him would ever tell us anything!

- The Loptyrian bishop in charge of Edda has planned an ambush in the event of Chalphy falling, Arvis said calmly. - Both knights and dark mages are to swarm Chalphy, 39 units in total, plus reinforcements from Edda Castle. And they're not just grunts either. And Dozel is fully expecting you, with a defensive force of 8 units and 29 units more waiting within the castle. If you go for Dozel without dealing with Edda first, you will lose Chalphy.

Everyone looked at Arvis dumbfounded.

- ...He's probably lying, Shannan eventually said. - I don't trust him.

- Look, Loptyr killed my wife, tried to kill my daughter, and doomed my son to slow death by possession. I hate the Loptyr Empire as much as everyone! Arvis said. - The only reason I fought against you was because Manfroy found my daughter and kept her hostage. Said he'd kill her if I didn't fight you to the death.

So that's why he made me pretend to defeat him, Ced thought. At the other side of the table, Seliph was staring at Arvis with a pained look, and Ced certainly sympathised. Ced had grown up being told Emperor Arvis was a ruthless tyrant who cared for naught but his own goals. The stories Seliph had heard were probably even worse. But although knowing Arvis' side of things didn't erase the things Arvis had done... It humanised him in a way that absolutely shattered the stories of the evil emperor Ced and Seliph had both heard growing up.

- By the gods, Seliph whispered. - Then all this time, you were actually---

- A selfish monster, Shannan hissed. - You sat by doing nothing all these years and only lifted a finger when someone close to you is in danger? And you couldn't even do it for the right side!

- And what a role model you are, willing to throw away the world just to save one person, Lewyn said. - You're a terrible father.

Ced glared at Lewyn. In Ced's opinion Lewyn was the last person who should be calling anyone else a terrible parent. Seliph was looking rather displeased as well, angry even, if the redness of his cheeks was anything to go by.

- Hey! That's too far---!

- No. They're right.

To the immense shock of both Seliph and Ced, it had been Arvis who had spoken. Gone was the confident smirk, and with his head hanging low like that, it was easy to see just how much the years had weighed on him.

- I was a coward. I could not bring myself to face the Loptyr Sect, and thought that leaving them to their own devices would be enough, Arvis said. - By the time I realised Manfroy's plan and influence, it was too late... And even after seeing what Loptyr and his worshippers had done to my own family... All I could do was watch. Watch as they ravaged this land and extinguished all hope. Instead of going out and looking for my missing daughter, I gave up. And she paid the price.

Arvis lifted his head, and there was pleading a look in his eyes.

- I can't change the past. I can never go back and be the father my daughter deserved. But I can do what I can for her now. I can save her from Manfroy and ensure she will live in a world of hope, not despair. So please... I don't care what happens to me after this war. Just let me go to my daughter. Let me use whatever power I have left to get her back.

Try as Ced might to keep a rational mind, even he had to admit to be moved by Arvis' words. Doubly so – no, more like ten times so for Seliph, who looked like he was on the verge of tears as he looked at Arvis. But before Seliph could open his mouth, Shannan had already ruined the moment.

- Save the waterworks for someone gullible enough to care, he scoffed. - What about all the daughters and sons whose parents died in the Battle of Belhalla? Why should we care about your daughter when you didn't care about them?

- Pretty speeches aside, we can't allow ourselves to get distracted by one girl, Lewyn said. - We have bigger things to worry about.

- Even if I told you my daughter is the full-blooded descendant of Naga?

Immediately, Lewyn's dismissive frown turned into shock, as he stared at Arvis with undivided attention. Arvis laughed bitterly.

- Since I know the personal well-being of myself and her mean nothing to you... Yeah. Julia is capable of wielding the Book of Naga. You need her and the tome to take down Loptyr.

- Julia?! Seliph's eyes widened. - You don't mean... The same Julia who---?!

The revelation was shocking to Ced as well, but less to Shannan who was quick to butt in.

- We have plenty of Crusader blood on our side. One person isn't enough to change the tide of the war!

But from Lewyn's expression it was clear he did not share Shannan's conclusion, and Arvis was quick to continue.

- No, Loptyr's power is too great. Anything short of Naga's power is wholly inadequate, Arvis paused, as a dark look came over him, and he added in a low voice. - Trust me, I've tried.

There was regret in his voice, and seeing Seliph's gently questioning look, Arvis clarified.

- After Loptyr took over Julius' body, killing Deirdre... I was in denial. I couldn't believe my son could have done something so horrid. And that monster... It used Julius' body, playing the part of a lost child. Crying and saying how he didn't know what happened, crying for his Father... And I fell for it. All I could think of was keeping my son safe. And when I realised I'd been used, I tried... I tried to exile that monster in human form. But of course, it fought back, and I--- Well. Needless to say, there was nothing I could do.

- I-I have no words... Seliph whispered, turning in his chair and looking like he might get up and walk to Arvis. - Lord Arvis, I'm so sor---

- So your face isn't the only dumb part of you! Shannan laughed. - You really let yourself get manipulated that easily? What a moron!

- And what type of example are you setting for your daughter, making it obvious your children will be secondary to the Empire? Lewyn shook his head. - You're a terrible father.

- So is one a bad parent for wanting to protect one's child or for being willing to do anything to save the Empire?! Seliph glared at Shannan and Lewyn. - Could you at least be consistent?!

It took Ced a few seconds to realise this was the first time he had ever seen Seliph snap back at Shannan and Lewyn. By the degree of shock on the faces of those two, Ced gathered this just might have been the first time in general.

- Well, I for one have heard enough, Seliph huffed, before turning to Arvis and giving him a radiant smile. - We need all the allies we can get. And I... believe you when you say you want to make up for the past. So, if you truly wish to lend us your strength, then I would gladly let you come with---

- We should put this to a vote! Shannan shouted as he shot up from his seat. - Yes, we're a council, right? For something as important as letting a mortal enemy fight alongside us, we need to have a majority vote!

- Since when are we a democracy? Seliph asked baffled.

- Ever since you started making decisions I don't like, Shannan hissed. - And on that note, I vote firmly against letting this snake into our ranks!

- Well, I vote to let him come with us! Seliph said. - I'm not going to rob Julia of her father!

The two of them glared at each other, before turning to the rest of the council, their expressions silently pleading for support. After a long moment of silence and being the target of intense staring, Oifey sighed, and held his head.

- ...Sorry, Shannan, but I agree with Seliph, if only ever so slightly, Oifey said. - We need all the help we can get. And it will only be a temporary alliance, anyway. So I vote to let Arvis join.

- Oifey! How could you!? Shannan gasped in utter betrayal, before giving Oifey a venomous glare. - Looks like someone is eager to sleep on the floor tonight...

- I vote against. I see no need for Arvis to come with us to save Julia, Lewyn said, and then muttered to himself: - And besides, if Seliph is the one to save her, she will surely be so wooed that her ovaries will practically burst with the desire to breed with him...

- EXCUSE ME?! Arvis glared daggers at Lewyn, while Shannan shook his head.

- It's a tie then. As it stands, we do not have enough votes to agree to let the bastard join us, Shannan said triumphantly.

- Not quite, Seliph said. - You forget, the council has a new member.

All eyes were instantly on Ced. It was rather surprising to see Arvis make no particular expression – Ced would have expected him to be pleading his case the most. Instead, strangely enough, it was Seliph who was the most eagerly Team Arvis at the moment, practically begging with the way he was looking at Ced. Shannan didn't stoop so low, making a more threatening face, but Ced had dealt with enough ruffians high on their own ego that he wasn't really fazed by it. Thinking hard on the issue, Ced could see arguments for both sides. It was true, Arvis was the wielder of Valflame, and would prove a powerful asset on the battlefield. His motivation would be through the roof as well, as this was about saving his daughter and letting his son finally rest. Yet at the same time, one had to consider the effect Arvis joining would have on the rest of the army. Many of the people in the army had had family die or go missing in action in the Battle of Belhalla, and they would not look kindly upon having to fight side by side with the perpetuator of that battle. There was a very real chance of friction within the liberation army at a moment when they could ill afford it. And their army was already quite powerful: as Shannan had said, they did have enough Crusader blood. Not enough to turn down a descendant of Naga, but enough to turn down a descendant of Fjalar. It might have been a worthwhile trade, considering the overall morale of the army.

Having said all that, Lewyn had voted against Arvis, so that only left Ced with one option.

- I vote to have Lord Arvis join our cause. We shall be stronger together... And Lady Julia will be the safest with her father there.

Seliph cheered loudly, practically hopping out his chair as Shannan kicked his chair out of frustration. As Shannan began cursing from the pain and Oifey rushed to his side, Seliph went over to Arvis, and undid the ropes holding him. When Arvis stood up, looking a little dazed to actually have the vote go in his favour, Seliph grabbed both of Arvis' hands, and looked at him excitedly.

- Looks like we'll be comrades in arms from now on! Seliph smiled, and shook Arvis' hands. - Welcome to the team!

- Uhh... Yeah. Thank you, Arvis said, looking quite hesitant before managing to crack the slightest of smiles. - It's an honour.

Ced watched as Seliph's smile widened, and how his hands lingered on Arvis'. After getting over the fact that Seliph really was greeting Arvis, with whom he had so much baggage, with such a genuine smile, Ced came to think that this was the most authentic he had ever seen Seliph. All the other times Seliph had welcomed a new member of their army, it had been formal, reserved. As the leader of the liberation army, Ced realised. But this was different. Ced may just very well have witnessed Seliph welcoming someone as just himself.

But most importantly, Ced looked over at Lewyn, and saw just how livid the man was. Ced smirked. It really was none of his business how Seliph greeted Arvis, anyhow. Seeing Lewyn lose for once in his life was all the reward Ced needed.

 

 

Chapter 4: A Date by Any Other Name...

Summary:

Ced asks Seliph about his positive attitude towards Arvis. Shannan and Lewyn put more pressure on Seliph. It goes about as well as expected.

- So why are you so forgiving of Lord Arvis, anyway?

The question looked to take Seliph by surprise, but it had been bothering Ced too much since yesterday for him to just drop the issue. It had required quite a bit of damage control from Ced to reassure everyone that Arvis could be trusted, lest half their army desert in protest. Thus, Ced felt he was owed some sort of explanation.

- Well... Seliph thought for a bit as they walked through Castle Chalphy and towards the training grounds. - It's just that he's not what I thought he'd be, you know? When I went to the dungeons to apologise for being so awkward when we first met, you know what he said?

With how... eccentric Seliph had been in his and Arvis' confrontation, if you could even call it that, Ced really couldn't even guess what Arvis may have said in the aftermath. Ced had learned by now that Arvis was full of surprises, in many senses of the word, and it would be useless to pretend to know how he felt about any given issue.

- I don't know. What did he tell you?

- He asked me how I was feeling! Seliph said, his face lighting up. - And I told him that I was embarrassed, but otherwise okay. And then he... Can you believe it? He smiled and said he's just glad I'm doing better now.

Seliph sighed happily at the memory. Ced couldn't remember the last time he'd seen Seliph looking this content.

- And I think that says a lot about him as a person, Seliph said. - I mean, I'm the son of his worst enemy, yet he was so kind to me when I was at my worst... So I felt he deserves a chance to prove all the rumours I heard are wrong.

Ced didn't want to ruin Seliph's good mood – gods knew how rare they were – but inside, Ced's heart clenched at the thought of what life had been like for Seliph if something so simple out of Arvis could make Seliph this happy.

Then again, Ced already had an inkling for what had caused Seliph's mindset. And as if on cue, a voice called out from behind them:

- So, you were quite outspoken in yesterday's meeting, huh Seliph?

With a tired sigh, Ced turned around and saw Shannan standing there, arms crossed and expression displeased (then again, when was it not?) Lewyn was with him, looking equally disgruntled. No Oifey today – Ced had seen him in the infirmary earlier that day, being tended to for severe back pain characteristic of someone who'd spent the night sleeping on a hard surface, like a floor.

- Vouching for the man you were supposed to kill, Shannan said, walking closer and keeping his eyes on Seliph. - Maybe I wasn't clear enough when teaching you, but you're supposed to avenge your father, not make friends with his murderer!

- Hey, leave Seliph alone! Ced said. If Oifey wasn't here, it meant Ced would have to take on the role of showing that at least someone cared about Seliph's well-being. - War means having to make tough choices. Even if you don't like it, Seliph is our leader and I trust his judgement to do what's ultimately best for the army.

- Dumb ugly bastard child says what, Lewyn said.

- What? Ced looked at Lewyn confused.

- HA! Got 'em, Lewyn guffawed, then holding up his hand up next to Shannan. - High five!

Shannan gave Lewyn the dirtiest “We're not friends” glare, turning back to Seliph and leaving Lewyn hanging.

- I understand you're being hailed as a hero and it's easy to let that go to your head, Shannan said. - But you mustn't let that make you lose sight of your true goal.

- To bring peace and freedom to the land? Seliph said.

Shannan scoffed and rolled his eyes.

- NO, what childish nonsense is that? You've been listening to too many bards. No, you're supposed to be out here ensuring justice is delivered to those who would dishonour your house.

- I think it would bring House Chalphy much more honour to do its duty to protect the people, instead of pursuing personal grudges, Seliph frowned.

- And that's why you're the disciple and I'm the master, Shannan said. - Don't you have any shame? Do you care at all that because of that man, you grew up without your parents? I mean really, what would your father say if he saw you now? His own son, palling around with a murderer!

- Yeah? Well... Seliph's cheeks were red, likely from anger. Ced figured Seliph wasn't a fan of his trauma being questioned so casually. - If my father was half the hero you said he was, he'd understand why.

Both Lewyn and Shannan gasped sharply, and instantly, Ced knew Seliph shouldn't have said that. It took a few moments for Lewyn and Shannan to recover from what they must have perceived as the ultimate audacity, enough time for fear to settle in for Seliph.

- Oh no you didn't...! Lewyn said, eyes still wide from sheer shock. However, this shock quickly morphed to anger. - Get him, Shannan!

- That's IT!! Shannan bellowed, face red with rage. - Your arrogance has gone far enough, you whelp! Your mother told me to look after you and by the GODS am I going to set you straight before you can disappoint her more than you already have!

Before Ced could question why Lady Deirdre would be disappointed in her son for sparing her husband, whom she had married willingly and to his best knowledge out of love, Shannan had grabbed Seliph by the wrist. Seliph's pleads for mercy fell on deaf ears as Shannan began dragging him towards the training grounds. Lewyn shot Ced a smug grin before waltzing after Shannan. Although Ced would have loved nothing more than to wipe that grin off Lewyn's face, right now, ensuring Seliph's safety was paramount, and so Ced settled for running after them.

The training grounds were deserted, save for one man. Arvis was busy honing his already impressive skills to perfection, flinging flames at the training dummies like the fury of hell. More accurately, the training dummies had been reduced to ash ages ago, and Arvis was currently pelting the wall surrounding the training grounds. The stones of the wall looked to have sustained quite the bit of damage, even melting at points, a feat which Ced would have thought to be impossible. Either Arvis was just that passionate about training, or he was taking his chance to do some property damage in Chalphy Castle without the risk of being reprimanded. Ced felt sorry for Oifey for eventually having to foot the bill for the repairs.

Though not as sorry as he felt for Seliph, when Shannan pushed him towards Arvis. Poor Seliph almost tripped before managing to regain his balance at the last second. Arvis turned around, looking at Seliph concerned before Shannan drew their attention.

- No more excuses, Seliph, Shannan snarled. - That murderer can fight alongside us all he likes, but you WILL make it clear to him there's no coming back from what he's done!

- Seliph, are you alright? Arvis asked, before clearly seeing from Seliph's expression that he was not. Arvis' expression turned to anger as he looked at Shannan. - Hey, if there's something Seliph wants to tell me, he can do so without an audience!

- As if, Shannan crossed his arms indignantly. - I'm going to be right here, seeing to it that Seliph doesn't fail to say what needs to be said.

Although Arvis clearly had many things he wanted to say, he swallowed them all and looked at Seliph. All the joy that Ced had seen on him earlier was gone, and back was the red-faced, tongue-tied boy that Ced had gotten used to seeing during the many tirades of Shannan and Lewyn. Seliph's breath was hitched, the gasps for air pitched, and the indignation on Arvis' face quickly melted away, replaced with sympathy.

- A-A-Arvis, I... Seliph tried, his eyes on the ground and posture slumped. - That's to say... Umm... Y-You know...

- For gods' sake Seliph, can you at least stand straight?! Shannan snapped. - No one is going to be intimidated if you keep stuttering like a dim-witted schoolgirl!

- And after all the lessons I gave to him in eloquence, Lewyn sighed. - I swear, the Baldr bloodline is doomed.

Arvis' eye twitched at the words, though that was nothing compared to how much Seliph was shaking, increasing by second. Ced wished he could have done or said something, but there was no talking down Shannan and Lewyn – the best Ced could do was to be there to pick up the pieces afterwards. Perhaps realising that this conversation was inevitable, Arvis took a deep breath, before giving Seliph his best reassuring smile.

- It's alright, Seliph. You can say whatever is on your heart. I promise you, I will bear it all with grace.

- R-Right... Th-Then, Arvis... Seliph did his best to look Arvis in the eye. - So, about what you did to my father...

- Speak up for crying out loud! Shannan shouted. - Gods, you're suppose to strike fear in HIM, not quiver like you're the one who's---

- ARE YOU FREE TO GO OUT ON FRIDAY?! Seliph exclaimed at such volume it had Arvis jumping a step back.

The ensuing silence was only broken by Shannan groaning in frustration and stomping his foot, which Arvis promptly ignored as he stared at Seliph incredulously.

- Go out? On Friday? Arvis frowned. - We're going to be in battle by then. What would we even be doing?

- Err... I don't know? Seliph said. His cheeks were flaming red, though to Ced's immense relief, he wasn't trying to bury himself in a hole anymore. - We could just go kill our enemies together... You know, just you and I?

Arvis stared at him for a bit longer, like trying to figure out if Seliph was being serious or not. In the end, Arvis must have liked what he saw, for he smirked amused before turning back to abusing the walls of Chalphy.

- Make that a promise to go take down Manfroy together and you've got yourself a deal, Arvis said as another wave of flames set the training grounds alight. - We've both been through hell because of that wretched monster. Only appropriate he meet justice from us both, no?

- R-Right! Seliph said. - For Mother and Julius, and to get Julia back... We shall take him down together!

- Then you've got yourself a date! Arvis said, the roaring flames nearly drowning out his voice. - Now if you'll excuse me, I've got training to do. I don't think my flames are yet as scorching as they can be...

As a silly grin spread on Seliph's face, Shannan looked to have gotten over his initial tantrum, and he tried to intervene. However, before he could get to Seliph, the residues of Arvis' attack just now flashed before Shannan, halting him with sheer heat alone. As Shannan was spewing out a slew of curses, Ced took his chance to grab Seliph and rush out of the training ground.

Once Ced was certain that they were out of reach from Shannan and Lewyn, he stopped and allowed himself to breathe easy. Seliph looked to be alright, though he was looking a bit confused.

- I... I panicked again, didn't I...? Seliph mumbled. - Umm, what just happened back there...?

- Well... Ced took a deep breath. - I do believe you just asked Emperor Arvis out on a date.

After a few puzzled blinks, Seliph's eyes shot wide and his mouth dropped.

- I-I did WHAT?! Seliph's cheeks were red. - Umm... Okay, uhh... I have never been on a date before, so I don't know what to... Sh-should I bring him flowers or something?

- I think your best bet is bringing him Manfroy's head, Ced said. - Just... Try and keep yourself together until this is all over, alright?

Although Seliph still looked flustered, he nodded. It was only much later, when looking back on things, that Ced realised Seliph didn't look nearly as upset at himself for having asked out Arvis as one might have expected.

 

* * *

The battles they'd faced on their way to Belhalla had been harder than anything they had faced before. They had been fighting without pause since beginning their reconquest of Grannvale, yet finally, there was an end in sight. With Manfroy dead and Julia back on their side, now wielding the legendary Book of Naga, they were making quick progress. Soon, it would just be Julius, or rather, Loptyr left. And then it would be over. Finally, they'd be able to rest, to recover their strength to rebuild the land. The thought of a hopeful future being within grasp gave Ced, and no doubt many others, the strength to push through this final challenge.

The only one who didn't appear to share their weariness was Seliph. On the contrary, he was whistling to himself happily as they marched towards Belhalla, even with the knowledge of the power of the dark army that would await them. To be perfectly honest, he didn't look like he was thinking about the upcoming battle at all. Quite the contrast to the Seliph who once had been able to think of nothing but the battles they were yet to win.

And so, although Ced's legs were burning from all the marching, he hurried his steps until he was walking next to Seliph.

- You look happy, Ced said, looking up at Seliph on top of his horse. - Anything particular that I should know about?

- Oh, Ced! No, nothing at all, Seliph said, though his joyous expression revealed his ruse. - It's just... Ah, maybe now's not a good time.

- We're marching, and there's nothing else to keep us entertained, Ced said. - So if you wish, speak your mind.

Seliph hesitated only for a second before excitement overtook him.

- It's just that I had a great time with Arvis on our date, Seliph said, his cheeks gaining a rosy tint as he did so. - We were taking back Velthomer, just him and I, and... Did you know he and I work really well together? In battle I mean. I was rushing in with my sword, and he would back me up from behind with his magic. It was great! For once, I... I felt like nothing could touch me. Like I was completely safe.

- Uh-huh... That's great, Seliph, Ced said, frowning. - But you know, about calling it a date...

- Right! So as promised, we went to kill Manfroy. Arvis softened him up – oh, you should have seen Arvis! The way he faced Manfroy, his words, his magic... It was like watching the stuff of legends! Seliph sighed in wonder at the memory. - Still, he was the perfect gentleman, and let me have the kill. I cut Manfroy's head clean off. Oh, and I kept your advice in mind! Seliph smiled widely. - Thank you so much for that! It was a huge hit!

- My... advice? Ced looked at Seliph incredulously. - What are you talking about?

- About giving a gift to Arvis, of course! So I took Manfroy's head from the ground, and presented it to Arvis! Seliph looked excessively proud of himself. - I told Arvis, “A gift for you, milord, as remembrance of our wonderful time together”. I guess Lewyn's nagging was finally good for something, because Arvis was all smiles after that! He began laughing – did you know Arvis has the most amazing laugh? – and thanked me for the excellent date.

The way Seliph's eyes sparkled, he really couldn't have looked more ecstatic if he tried. Ced almost didn't have the heart to take it away from him. Almost.

- Anyway, I guess I must be better at this dating thing than I thought! Seliph said. - I left Arvis alone with Julia, I figured they both deserved to catch up with one another, but after all of this is over... Do you think Arvis might be interested in going on another---

- Seliph. That wasn't a date, Ced said. - You and Arvis just killed enemies, like we have all been doing. Calling it a date was just Arvis being cheeky. You know he's like that.

- ...Oh, Seliph said, in a low voice. - Oh, he said again, and Ced frowned. Did... Did Seliph sound disappointed just now...?! - So you mean, Arvis didn't have a good time after all...?

- No, I'm sure he did, just... platonically, Ced said. - In a manner that is appropriate considering he was married to your mother and is over twice your age.

For a while, Seliph didn't respond. His eyes were fixated on the road ahead, but the disappointment on his face had turned into something else. It almost looked like he wasn't terribly pleased with Ced's response.

- Well, I guess he was married to my mother, Seliph mumbled, so low Ced could barely hear. - But he's a widower now, essentially single. And we're both adults, so... What's a bit of an age gap matter, anyhow?

Ced looked at Seliph stunned, uncertain if he had heard correctly. He had half the mind to ask Seliph to speak up and clarify what on earth he was on about, before a modicum of calm returned to him. Seliph was probably just tired, they all were. It was natural to say things one didn't fully mean or think through in such a state. The best thing Ced could do was focus on bringing this war to an end. He was sure doing that would help Seliph think more clearly as well.

 

 

Chapter 5: Victory! ...Now what?

Summary:

After defeating Loptyr, Seliph is holding a speech for the people of Belhalla. Shannan keeps his cool for all of five minutes, before resorting to his usual shenanigans. Ced is just happy Lewyn isn't around anymore.

Against all odds, they had done it.

They had won.

The Loptyr Empire was no more, its warriors vanquished and the people finally freed. With the old power structures taken down, all of Jugdral now looked to the brave heroes of the liberation army to rebuild the world and make it flourish again. The world was their oyster.

Yet rebuilding the land would be no easy task, and none took this duty with more humility than Seliph. Being appointed the King of Grannvale had looked to come up as a surprise to him, and judging by how pale Seliph had looked in the days to come, Ced had to wonder if Seliph had ever been raised to do anything with his life but avenge his father. With how rarely Seliph talked about anything but his duty with zero regard for his own dreams, Ced supposed not. Alhough the thought filled Ced with rage, he also had faith that things would get better now. Julia would be by Seliph's side, and having a sister rooting him would surely be a positive influence. Shannan was going to be the king of Isaach, meaning he wouldn't be constantly nagging at Seliph like he had done thus far. Lewyn had disappeared somewhere, and although Ced didn't know the details, he was just glad to hear Seliph's assurance that Lewyn wouldn't ever be coming back. So with the two biggest stressors in Seliph's life gone, perhaps there was hope yet that Seliph would get the rest he deserved.

The biggest unknown remaining was Arvis. He had followed Seliph's every order in battle, in Ced's mind more than proving his loyalty and willingness to repent for what he'd done. Considering both Arvis' experience in administration and his kindness towards Seliph, Arvis had the potential to be an invaluable asset for Seliph in providing support, both advisory and emotional. However, Arvis' reputation among the populace couldn't be ignored: many held him responsible for the child hunts and tyrannical rule, the most extreme even believing him to be the reincarnation of Loptyr. From what Ced had heard, now that Seliph was set to take the throne, there were many calling for Arvis' head. Of course, Seliph wouldn't allow that – not only because Julia and her Book of Naga would surely have stood in the way – but he couldn't risk his own reputation by ignoring Arvis' past deeds. Maintaining popularity among the people was crucial to ensuring Seliph's rule would be a peaceful one, and Ced was sure Seliph was painfully aware of this.

It was a complicated situation, one that Ced knew was weighing on Seliph heavily. Especially now that Seliph was expected to hold a speech for the people of Belhalla, his first time greeting the people as their soon-to-be king. The fate of Arvis could not go unaddressed forever. Thus, Seliph had to approach his speech with utmost care.

Which was why Ced was thoroughly displeased when, in the middle of him assisting Seliph in writing his speech, Shannan decided to waltz in with Oifey in tow.

- How's the speech coming along? Shannan asked. - You have a big day coming up.

- I know, Seliph said, only gracing Shannan with a quick glance before returning to the papers. - I'm almost done writing. After that, I'll just keep practising until it's time. I'll be fine.

- You've come a long way, Seliph, Oifey said with a smile. - I look forward to hearing your first speech as the ruler of Grannvale.

Then, Oifey shot Shannan a sharp look, and with a long sigh, Shannan crossed his arms. There was a hesitant look on his face, and even when speaking, there was an air of reluctance. Yet Shannan's voice was the gentlest Ced had ever heard from him.

- Seliph, listen. I... recognise that there have been times that I have been too hard on you, Shannan said. - Of course, there are great expectations of you, but at the end of the day, I'm your guardian. And I care about you living the best life you can.

To say Ced and Seliph were speechless would have been an understatement. Frankly, Ced hadn't thought it possible for Shannan to say something so humble. Well, as humble as it could get with Shannan, Ced supposed.

However, Seliph didn't share Ced's reservedness. After a few seconds of shock, a wide smile spread on Seliph's face. Oifey saw this, and with a smile, put his hand on Shannan's shoulder. Although Shannan still had some reservations, his lips were tugging upwards more and more the longer he glanced at Oifey.

- Shannan... Thank you. That means so much to me! Seliph said, like a love-starved puppy eager over the slightest display of approval. - I know I've still a lot to learn, and perhaps I'm not hero of legend material, but I will always keep doing my best for everyone!

- Yes... I know... Shannan said. For some reason, his eye was twitching. Ced had a bad feeling about this. - And I... Will always... Nrgh...

- Don't even think about it, Oifey hissed in Shannan's ear, squeezing his shoulder tight. - We had a deal, Shannan! Don't say anything unnecessary!

The bad feeling turned to alarm bells, but Seliph spoke before Ced could warn him.

- We may have tough times ahead... And yes, perhaps I'm not the ruler the people expect or need... But in time, I will unite the people. Once I have learned the hearts of the Grannvalian people, I'm sure I can do it!

- Riiiight... Shannan said, the twitching of his eye increasing. - You are admittedly very inexperienced. So as your guardian...

- We are very proud of you and will observe your journey from a respectful distance! Oifey tried, but it was too late. Shannan had already broken free from his grip, stepping forward briskly and pounding his chest.

- And as your guardian, it is my duty to ensure the speech you hold includes everything you need to be a fit ruler! Shannan said, swiping the papers containing Seliph's speech. - Now let me see what you've got!

- Ah! You don't have to--- Seliph tried, but Shannan was already skimming through the text. Resigned, Seliph sighed. - Well... I wanted to emphasize unity and acceptance. Much of this war was born from prejudice, and I think it's important to make clear we didn't fight this hard just to continue the cycle of oppression.

- Boooooring! Shannan said, slamming the speech back to the table. - You didn't even include the most important part!

- O-Oh, Seliph whimpered, turning his gaze down. - I guess... I guess I should include more concrete measures about how we are going to improve things...

- Not that, you dolt! Shannan said, making the motion of smacking someone over the head. Even if it was only in the air, Seliph still flinched. - You didn't have anything here about condemning the tyranny of that loser Arvis!

The ever-so mature way of referring to Arvis had Seliph crunching his brow, but he quickly regained a more neutral expression. Still, Ced could guess at the turmoil inside of Seliph.

- Ah. Well, you see... That's on purpose, Seliph said. - Condemning him in the speech would kind of go against the theme of unity and acceptance, so I didn't---

- You didn't think about how vital that addition is because you're baby-brained, got it, Shannan said, hands on his hips as he looked very proud of himself. - Well, don't worry your pretty little head over it! I'll be there during the speech, holding up helpful signs so you know exactly what to say! That way you can finally be the son your father deserves instead of a complete waste of his legacy!

With a bright smile and a thumbs-up, Shannan left the scene. Oifey sighed fantastically, holding his hand over his face, but eventually he just left with Shannan. This left Seliph all alone with Ced, who didn't even know how to begin wiping away that absolutely destroyed look on Seliph's face. In the end, Seliph just sighed, going back to his speech with not even tithe the enthusiasm he had had before. Meanwhile, Ced began devising plans to keep Shannan out of the balcony from where Seliph would be holding his speech. Clearly, that was the best way to help Seliph out right now.

When the day of the speech came, Ced had done everything he could to prepare for it. Having gotten a rather good understanding of Shannan's priorities at this point, Ced had hung up various posters that read “SIGURD STINKS” along the castle walls, predicting that Shannan couldn't stop himself from tearing each and every one of them down. And since the trail of posters would lead out of the castle and continue through the back alleys of Belhalla and outside the castle walls, Ced was certain this would lead Shannan far, far away from the castle for the duration of the speech. In addition, Ced had spent all morning surveying the castle grounds, ensuring there were no conveniently Seliph-sized holes for Seliph to slip into, should something go awry. It was a flawless plan to ensure Seliph's speech would go smoothly... Except for all the flaws, of course.

Nonetheless, once the hour of the speech arrived, Seliph stepped onto the balcony with as much of an air of confidence that could be expected in the face of such a large crowd – from what Ced had seen earlier, the masses reached all the way to the city gates. People must have arrived just to see a glimpse of their new king. Behind Seliph, out of sight of the crowd, were Arvis and Julia, both of whom had given their fair share of encouragement to Seliph just moments prior. Ced was there too, ready to intervene in the event of any unwanted guests. Although so far, he had been able to breathe easy: neither Shannan nor Oifey were anywhere to be seen. Either Ced's distraction had worked, or Oifey had finally knocked some sense into Shannan. And as Seliph began his speech, speaking straight from the heart as Arvis and Julia looked on with smiles on their faces, Ced felt like he could relax a little. Seliph clearly got this. Ced almost looked forward to seeing Shannan later and telling him just how wonderfully Seliph had managed on his own. That would surely take Shannan down a peg or two.

It was a little over halfway through Seliph's speech, and so far, everything had been great. Ced really had to hand it to Seliph: for someone so restricted all his life, he sure hadn't lost his touch with the common people.

- ...and as we usher in this new era of peace, we must also leave behind the grudges of days past. Hate only breeds more hatred, prejudices more prejudices. To create a Grannvale that is a free and prosperous place for all, we must... w-we must have the courage to open our minds to those seeking true redemption...

Instantly, Ced's ears picked up the signs of danger.

A stutter? In the speech Seliph has practised to perfection?

Ced's alarm increased as he looked at Seliph, and saw the telltale signs of mounting pressure on his face. Arvis had taken notice of this too, concern quickly spreading on his face. Inching closer to the balcony, careful not to be noticed by the crowd, Ced tried to spot what had gotten Seliph so out of whack. It didn't take long for Ced to spot it, and for his irritation to rise.

In the front of the crowd stood none other than Shannan, face red, though whether it was from exertion or rage, Ced could not say. Shannan did look a bit worse for wear from what Ced could see, and Ced wondered if he actually had ran around all day tearing down those stupid posters.

Of course, what mattered far more was the sign Shannan was holding in his hands. A simple wooden sign with two words painted on it: Arvis BAD.

Ced stared at Shannan incredulously. For all his talk, THIS was the best he could come up with?!

Though looking at Seliph, face red and mouth gaping for shallow breaths, it appeared just Shannan's presence was enough to do the trick.

- Erm... R-Right, as I was saying... Though many great crimes have been committed against our people – whether through inaction or malice – we must not lower ourselves to the path of petty revenge. O-Only through... through...

Seliph swallowed dryly. Down in the crowd, Shannan had begun jumping up and down, waving his sign menacingly. Even though the streets below were packed with people desperate for the best seats to observe the future king's speech, the people directly next to Shannan were slowly shimmying away him while casting frightened looks his way.

- Th-through... forgiveness can we close that cycle of hate and truly b-begin anew... Seliph's eyes fell down to his feet, before he forced himself to look at the crowd again. You could practically taste the tension in the air. - Ah... I-I guess... You're all waiting to hear what I have to say about Emperor... I mean, Lord Arvis...

If Seliph had lost the interest of the crowd with his stuttering, he'd definitely recaptured it now. Behind Seliph, Julia had picked up on the changed mood, and she was clinging to her father's sleeve with a frightened look. As for Arvis himself, although he whispered reassuringly to Julia, he didn't appear too worried about himself – all his concern remained focused on Seliph.

- Well... It is... True, that Lord Arvis did not stand up for the people when the militants of the Loptyr Sect took over... Seliph said, before some vigour looked to return to him. - Even so...! All the rumours about Lord Arvis somehow seeking the resurrection of the Dark God Loptyr? Rumours that he might even be the Dark God reincarnated? Those were all utterly, completely unfounded---!

He stopped, mouth agape, when Shannan pulled out a new sign, and then another. Together, they read YOU TRASH and YOUR FATHER'S LEG (Shannan had run out of space for “legacy”), before switching to a third sign, JUST SAY IT, and then a fourth, DISAPPOINTMENT. Shannan then kept cycling the five signs in the same order, and Ced couldn't help but note that Shannan had made more signs for slighting Seliph than he had for suggestions to his speech. Either way, the signs, or perhaps Shannan's demanding expression, were clearly getting to Seliph, who was breathing heavily, barely getting the words out.

- I, uhh... Know that wasn't what many of you... maybe any of you... expected me to say... Ahem... Right. Ah, I should just... Get to the point, shouldn't I?

Ced was already opening his mouth to give Seliph a little bit of encouragement. But in the end he didn't have to, because Arvis got to it first.

- It's okay, Seliph, Arvis said, and smiled as Seliph glanced at him over his shoulder. - It's going to okay. Just... Say what you truly feel. You deserve it.

Seliph didn't get a chance to react in anyway as an annoyed, and sadly familiar voice shouted from the crowd:

- Hurry up, Seliph! My arms are getting tired!

Instantly, Seliph's head whipped back to face the crowd, and he exclaimed, so quickly that Ced wondered if he breathed in any air during it.

- Arvis is actually really nice and handsome and he worked so hard to resist the Loptyrians from behind the scenes! Seliph drew a deep breath, and exclaimed again: - That's why I'm granting him a full pardon and he's going to work with me to make this country a happy place for you all okaythankyoubye!!

And with that, an exceedingly red-faced Seliph turned from the crowd and sprinted inside, not looking at anyone, especially Arvis, as he rushed past them.

- Seliph, wait! Ced exclaimed. - What about the rest of your speech?!

But it was too late. Seliph was no longer within earshot, and quickly disappeared out of sight down the hallway. Ced sighed. At least there wouldn't be any conveniently Seliph-sized holes for Seliph to hide in.

- ...Lady Julia, if I may, could you please go finish the speech in Lord Seliph's stead? Ced asked as he turned to Julia. - As their princess, it should be fine. Otherwise, the crowd might be left quite confused.

- Oh... Sure, Julia said, a little hesitantly. - But umm, what should I say? I know nothing of Lord Seli--- I mean Seliph's planned speech.

Ced thought for a bit. Indeed, it would be impossible to ask Julia to improvise a proper speech on the spot – but then Ced thought of a certain seething Isaachian king-to-be in the crowd, and had a devilish idea.

- Just go out there and tell everyone what a great man your father is, Ced smiled. - The people deserve to know the truth, after all.

- Oh! Yes, I can definitely do that! Julia clapped her hands together. - Just you wait! I'm going to hold the best speech ever!

With that, she skipped to the balcony, humming happily to herself. Though Ced wasn't sure how well her speech would rank with the historians, it would definitely be better than nothing. And maybe a lesson for Seliph to learn to rely on his newfound family a little.

Then, Ced turned to look at Arvis. Surprisingly enough, Arvis wasn't looking at Julia as she started her speech. Instead, his eyes were fixated on the hallway where Seliph had disappeared into. Maybe it was the sun pouring in, but Arvis' cheeks looked a little red.

- Say, Ced? Do you think he meant it? When he said I'm handsome? Arvis asked, and ran his hand through his hair – gods forbid! – bashfully. - I'm... not as much of a looker as I used to be, but I have been trying out a new skincare routine lately...

Ced stared at him numbly before turning away without a word. He really didn't have time for Arvis' ramblings. He just needed to make sure Julia ended the speech on at least somewhat of a positive note, and then go make sure Seliph wasn't trying to fit himself in any not-so-Seliph-sized holes. Possibly go pass by Shannan whilst looking at him incredibly smugly. Ced was sure these actions would be the most likely to salvage the stability of the realm for the time being.

 

 

Chapter 6: The Scene With No Undertones Whatsoever

Summary:

It's been six months since the fall of Loptyr, and Ced goes to check up on Seliph. Unfortunately, so does Shannan.

Ced almost couldn't believe a half a year had passed since he'd last been to Belhalla. Of course, he'd known that rebuilding his realm would take time, but for that time to fly by so quickly had come as a surprise. Yet it had been good, being able to be among the people and get an understanding for the direction his realm should be headed to. It reinforced the idea that there was hope beyond the scars of the war. He just hoped Seliph had gotten a chance to savour it too, to see all good his leadership had brought about.

The castle in Belhalla at least seemed lively enough, as everyone looked to be adjusting well to the new regime. One of King Seliph's most trusted men, Arvis, the head of the Royal Guard, was waiting just outside Seliph's offices. Upon seeing Ced, Arvis' face was drawn to a smile.

- It's been a while, Lord Ced, Arvis said. - Here to see Seliph, I presume? I'll have to ask you a couple of basic questions before I can let you see him.

- Understandable, Ced nodded. - Busy day today?

- Lots of people want to see Seliph today. It is the sixth mensiversary of his ascension to the throne, after all, Arvis said. - I'm just making sure he doesn't bite off more than he can chew. You know as well as I how poor he is at knowing his own limits.

- Then it is good someone is here to know them for him, Ced smiled. - But I'm only here to ask how he's been doing. Feel free to ask away, so that I may reassure you as well.

After no more than five minutes, Arvis was satisfied, and Ced was free to continue on his way. Ced hadn't expected to grow as fond of Arvis as he had, yet here they were. There was a certain reassurance of having someone above the age of teenager helping them out, and Ced for one had been convinced of Arvis' sincerity when it came to repentance. By the sounds of it, after Julia's speech, many inhabitants of Belhalla now felt the same. It would still take a while before the sentiment would spread across the continent, and even then, not all would be convinced. But Ced had a feeling Arvis didn't care too much about that. Life had already given him much more than what he had expected back when his only fate had been to die in Chalphy.

As for Seliph, Ced was about to find out. After knocking and getting the go ahead to enter, Ced stepped inside Seliph's office. It was a modestly decorated space, surprising for being the office of someone of such a high status. Perhaps that was because Seliph's smile was all the brightening up it needed – at least, that is how brilliantly Seliph smiled when he saw Ced.

- Ced! It's so good to see you! Seliph said, eagerly pointing to the chair in front of the desk for Ced to sit in. - I was wondering if you'd come to visit. I know how busy you have been travelling around the realm.

- All the more reason to make time for friends when I can, Ced smiled as he took a seat. - I have been wondering how you have been. Beyond what the reports of the affairs of the kingdom indicate, I mean.

- Well, I'm doing good. As good as I can be so soon after the end of the war, anyway, Seliph said, but through the humility, there was also confidence in his voice. - Of course, I couldn't have done this alone. I do owe a lot to the people who stand by me. Julia, for starters... It's still sometimes difficult to comprehend I have a sister now, but she's been a precious source of support for me through these difficult times.

Ced nodded pleased. It gladdened him to know Seliph had learned to rely on others, and that he was slowly bonding with his sister. However, Ced suspected Julia was not the only person Seliph was going to mention, so he waited patiently for Seliph to continue.

- ...Well, while we're on the topic of people supporting me, I'd be doing everyone a disservice if I didn't mention Arvis, Seliph said, and chuckled sheepishly. - Seriously, I don't know what I'd do without him!

And there it was. Ced made no comment, but couldn't help grinning a little. Arvis being appointed as the head of the Royal Guard was more than enough to show just how deeply Seliph trusted the man.

- I mean, I don't really know anything about how to run the country, so he's been showing me the ropes, Seliph said. - Ah, you don't have to worry about him affecting policy! I know Grannvale isn't ready for him being involved in leading the country, but Arvis has given me pointers on bureaucracy. And feedback on my ideas. Reminding me when to take breaks. Making me food – oh, did I ever mention that Arvis is an amazing cook? His rooster roast is to die for! – and giving me emotional support at the end of hard days, and good days as well, helping me recognise when I do good and celebrate those victories with me, comforting me when I'm having nightmares, and---

There was no stopping the flood of praise towards Arvis, and although Ced maintained a smile, had Seliph paid attention, he would surely have noticed the baffled look in Ced's eyes. Ced had known Seliph relied on Arvis to a degree, but just the sheer amount of things Arvis and Seliph did together was admittedly taking Ced aback. While working closely together certainly came with the territory of Arvis being the head of the Royal Guard, some of these things Seliph brought up definitely went above and beyond what would have been considered Arvis' duty. And the way Seliph's cheeks were slowly getting redder and his expression dreamier as he kept talking also weren't your typical reaction of a king describing their loyal knight.

- Seliph? Ced said carefully when Seliph finally finished talking. - Err, I hope this isn't too insensitive to ask, but... Are you---?

A sudden commotion from the hallway interrupted Ced, and before either of them could question what was going on, the door to Seliph's office was slammed open. Ced's mood immediately took a turn for the worse when he saw Shannan march in, his expression enraged, followed by an embarrassed Oifey and a furious Arvis quickly catching up to them.

- Seliph, what the hell is the meaning of this?! Shannan greeted. - What is this disgusting weasel doing, trying to bar me from seeing you?!

- I was asking the same security questions I ask everyone else! Arvis exclaimed, face red from rage. - It's my job to ensure Seliph's boundaries are respected---

- I'm his guardian! I don't have to care about that! Shannan snapped, glaring at Arvis before turning to Seliph again. - Why is this man walking around like he owns the damn place?!

- Shannan, please! Oifey pleaded. - I understand your frustration, but don't take it out on Seliph!

- Besides, Lord Arvis is just doing his job, Ced interjected. - If you just cooperated, there would be no issue.

- You stay out of this! Shannan snarled.

- Ced is right, Seliph said. Ced noted a chilliness in Seliph's voice he'd never heard there before. - I appointed Arvis to this position for a reason, and he's been performing his duty honourably. I ask you to control yourself, and not raise your voice.

Shannan jerked backwards in shock, and for a moment or two, he just stared at Seliph in disbelief. Maybe Shannan had expected Seliph to still be the trembling young man he'd left behind when returning to Isaach. Be as it may, Shannan did not look to like the man now sitting before him, as his sarcastic scoff indicated.

- You've really gotten comfortable playing the role of a king, have you? Well, sorry to break it to you, but play time's over! Shannan snarled, and pointed at Arvis. - I can accept you let this man live for Julia's sake or whatever, but how dare you give him such a prestigious role?! To still have people call him “lord” when he belongs in the gutter?!

- I chose Arvis for the role because he is the best suited for it, Seliph said. His voice remained calm, but Ced saw the irritation in his eyes. - Arvis has served as the head of the Royal Guard before with an impeccable record, so why wouldn't I---

- Impeccable record?! Shannan was absolutely seething at this point – not even Oifey dared to try and calm him down. - Might I remind you that your own father was murdered by this wretch under his service in the Royal Guard? You call THAT an impeccable record?!

- ...Arvis has always acted in a way that he perceived to be for the good of the kingdom, Seliph muttered. - As king, I cannot let a personal slight come in the way of the bigger picture. Petty revenge is not how I will run Grannvale.

A shocked silence ensued, and it was harder to say who looked the most surprised. Even Arvis looked to be in shock, like he'd never expected to hear Seliph defend him like that. It was, after all, the opposite of all that Shannan and Oifey had taught him growing up. Though the shock was trifling compared to anger that soon clouded Shannan's face, as he slammed his hand on Seliph's desk and sent the items on it flying.

- By the Gods... Everything was fine when you were small and did everything I told you, but then you had to go and develop critical thinking skills! Shannan glared at Seliph venomously. - Don't you seriously see what you're saying?! Have you let that man's lies rot your brain?!

- There has been no lies! Seliph countered, but his expression was looking a lot weaker under Shannan's persistent glare. - I just---

- It's either lies getting to you or you admitting you never cared about your father's murder! Shannan spat.

Oifey exhaled in shock, and even Ced found himself utterly speechless at the sheer arrogance of saying that, to the one you'd raised no less! And it was getting to Seliph too, that much was evident from how much Seliph had begun to shake. Seeing this, it was Arvis who took a step forward, eyes flashing with righteous fury.

- Of course he cares, damn you! Arvis shouted, clenching his fists. - Fine! If condemning me will put an end to this jester's display, then let him do it right here and now!

Rage faded as Shannan looked at Arvis stumped. Ignoring him, Arvis walked up to the desk, and whilst looking a slightly hyperventilating Seliph square in the eye, Arvis kneeled down on the floor.

- King Seliph. My liege, Arvis said, speaking the last words softly, like they were honey on his lips. - I know I've committed a great many crimes against you, the gravest of which being the killing of your father. I cannot say I'm sorry for that, for I'd be lying. For an unrepentant soul such as I, you'd be well within your rights to deliver words of the harshest kind. You, do after all, find me despicable, yes?

Though Arvis' words in theory were probably everything Shannan had wanted, they also felt... off, somehow. Maybe it was the way Seliph was looking back at Arvis, lips parted as his breathing grew more hitched, ecstatic even.

- Arvis... Seliph whispered, or perhaps more accurately, sighed. Ced didn't bother coming up with a comparison for that sigh, because all he could think of were wholly inappropriate for the situation.

But what Ced did know was that the mood was definitely different now. Like he was seeing something that wasn't meant for prying eyes. Oifey had taken notice of it too, and was eyeing Arvis and Seliph in a mix of confusion and suspicion.

Shannan, however, didn't seem to notice anything, and after a moment of contemplation, he nodded.

- Yeah, okay. I graciously allow Seliph to just say "yes" and take that as him affirming how disgusting Arvis is, Shannan said, and look at Seliph again. - Now hurry up, I haven't all day!

Snapped out of his delirium, Seliph looked at Shannan with great irritation, like he had just ruined something. This looked to give Seliph the kick he needed, as Seliph shot from his chair, and gave Arvis a stern look, just the kind one would expect from a king admonishing a disgraced knight.

- Fine, if this is what it takes... Seliph said. His voice was solemn as he continued. - Sir Arvis, are you ready to hear your judgement?

Arvis nodded, and Ced waited with bated breath. Oifey still looked suspicious of the whole situation, but Shannan's expectant look easily outshone him. Heck, Shannan was positively vibrating with excitement at this point.

Clearly, he hadn't learned to expect the punchline.

- Sir Arvis, you have served the royal family faithfully and exemplarily. I could ask for no better, Seliph's lips drew to a smile. - As reward for your stellar service, I'm allowing you to take me out for a second date.

The angry stomps and hissing of Shannan were promptly ignored, as Arvis stared at Seliph baffled. There was a bit of red on Arvis' cheeks – it went along well with his hair colour.

- You're... Asking me out? Arvis asked, before a more confident smirk took over. - Well... If that is what my liege desires...

- It certainly is, Seliph said, then turned to Ced. - Lord Ced, would you be as kind as to escort our guests out? Sir Arvis and I don't require an audience while we plan our date.

Seeing as that was a request from the king himself, Ced got up and bowed, before herding Shannan and Oifey out of the room. Ced had to whack Shannan with a staff a few times before he got the message, but in the end Ced managed to confuse Shannan into submission for long enough to give Seliph the privacy he'd requested. Shannan looked at the closed office door in disbelief, until Oifey walked up to him and slapped him on the cheek.

- You had that coming, Oifey simply said, before grabbing Shannan's hand and dragging him away. - C'mon, we're leaving before you embarrass yourself further.

As the two of them left – Shannan being too defeated to protest – Ced remained standing in the hallway a while longer, eyeing the closed office door. He already knew Seliph tended to respond to pressure from Shannan in... curious ways, but... Just now, Seliph had sounded perfectly calm and collected. That had been different from all the other times.

Furthermore... Second date? Why had Seliph specified that it'd be a second date? Did that mean...

Ced shook his head. He shouldn't think too deeply about it. Seliph must have simply counted the time he and Arvis killed Manfroy as their "first date". Yeah. That's all. Surely, there wasn't anything more to the interaction just now.

 

 

Chapter 7: The Definition of Insanity

Summary:

A year after the end of the war, Seliph holds a grand feast. Shannan tries one more time to get Seliph to condemn Arvis.

A year had passed since the end of the war, making it a time of great celebration all over Jugdral. Of course, it was Belhalla, the scene of Loptyr's defeat, where the celebrations were at their most elated. The entire town was gearing up for the grand celebration that would take place the next day, the official anniversary of peace returning to Jugdral. The crusaders who had delivered this victory had gathered to the castle, to meet their old comrades and exchange news of how their respective realms had been doing.

Although based on what Ced had heard, many were here for more than that. Namely, they were curious about certain... rumours involving the king and his head of royal guard. Rumours of displays of affection when they thought no one was watching, of late night rendezvous and shared beds. Ced wished he could've just dismissed these rumours, but with all that he knew about Seliph... Ced was afraid he couldn't.

Ced had been among the last of the crusaders to arrive to Belhalla, and he had to head straight for the banquet hall if he were to make it on time to the great feast Seliph had invited him and the others to. A servant led Ced there, and they were almost at the banquet hall doors when Ced spotted Seliph and Julia. They were deep in their conversation and hadn't noticed Ced yet, and Ced was able catch part of their conversation as he approached.

- I found it in Mother's room! Beautiful, isn't it? Julia said, showing something to Seliph. Ced couldn't see it, on the account of Julia having her back turned.

- Stunning, indeed, Seliph said. - I'm sure it'd make a wonderful memento for you.

- Actually, I want you to have it, Brother, Julia said. To Ced, she almost sounded playful. - King Shannan will be at the feast. I think you'll need a good luck charm, just in case!

A flustered expression spread on Seliph's face, but he didn't get to object to the item being pressed in his hand, as just then the castle steward approached him.

- Milord, the feast is about to start. It's best you get to your seat.

Seliph nodded, and slipped the item Julia had given him in his pocket. Just then Seliph noticed Ced approaching and the two exchanged a smile and a nod, before Seliph and Julia were ushered towards the banquet hall, with Ced following closely behind.

The banquet hall was large, perhaps second only to the throne room and ball room in grandeur. Three large tables had been brought in to form a rectangular shape, with most of the seats already being filled. It didn't take long for Ced to spot Shannan and Oifey. Shannan didn't look pleased, and Ced could see why. Shannan and Oifey were seated next to each other at head of the left-most table. Considering Seliph was to be seated at the middle of the table at the far end of the hall, Shannan and Oifey weren't seated so far away him as to be seen as disrespectful. But as Seliph's guardians, they should've been sitting by the same table as Seliph did. The fact that they weren't spoke volumes.

Although Shannan may have been the most upset about the seating arrangements for Arvis. Ced had noticed it too, and the fact became even more blatant as Seliph took his seat. Arvis was seated on Seliph's left side. The place usually reserved for the queen, or the ruler's spouse, if you wanted to be inclusive.

One point for the rumours, Ced thought, and judging by the amount of whispers and glances towards Seliph and Arvis, he wasn't the only one.

As the servant led Ced to his seat, it turned out Ced was to sit next to Arvis, in the king's table. A rather prestigious seating, though Ced suspected it had been done more so to ensure Arvis had a friendly face sitting next to him. Shannan hadn't looked to figure this out, as he glared daggers at Ced from across the two tables. Ced took a page out of Arvis' book and ignored Shannan.

Once everyone had been gathered, Seliph stood up, silencing the chatter by clinking a spoon against his glass. As everyone turned to look at him, Seliph took a good, long look at his guests, his friends, and smiled.

- First off, I want to thank you all for coming, Seliph said. - I, uh, had a speech planned and all, but then I came to think. We're going to have enough speeches and formalities tomorrow. So tonight, let's just enjoy ourselves, as friends do! I want to hear everything that has been going on since we last met! Oh, and don't be shy with the food: it's the kitchen's personal mission to ensure no one leaves the feast until their stomach nears a breaking point!

A laugh rang across the hall, as people applauded and cheered. Julia smiled at Seliph warmly, and Arvis looked at him tenderly. Seliph looked at the both of them, smiling wide enough to show his teeth. So different from the Seliph Ced had first met, the reserved young man worrying himself to death over keeping up appearances. Ced couldn't help but feel proud seeing how authentically happy Seliph looked now. Seliph had come a long way in learning to let go, and Ced couldn't have been happier for him.

The food and drinks were brought in, and it wasn't long before the feast was in full swing. Happy chatting, some songs, and many cheers rang out as the night progressed. Ced was fully enjoying himself as well, engaging in pleasant conversation with Arvis and Seliph. Well, whenever the two weren't busy focusing on each other. On one such occasion, Diarmuid, who was seated to Ced's left, leaned over and suggested a drinking game: a drink every time Arvis and Seliph gazed each other in the eyes. Ced declined. He had no desire to succumb to alcohol poisoning.

The only one not enjoying themselves was, predictably, Shannan. He'd barely touched his food, though he'd sampled plenty of the wines, insofar as he could taste anything with how fast he downed his drinks. As the evening progressed, Shannan was looking increasingly sour, at this point his eyes barely leaving Seliph and Arvis and how suspiciously close they'd inched towards each other. Shannan's face was red, either from rage or the wine, and he'd even begun to shake a little. Ced saw how Oifey leaned closer to Shannan, hand on Shannan's forearm as he whispered something to him. Ced couldn't hear the words over the merriment of the feast, but he could read Oifey's lips well enough to get the gist of it.

- Don't do it. You know what will happen if you do.

Shannan inhaled sharply, looking at Oifey forlornly. There were hints of an intense mental battle on Shannan's face, but Oifey pressing his forearm again looked to settle it a little. However, this effect was short-lived, for as soon as Oifey withdrew his hand, the anguish was back on Shannan's face. Before Oifey could react, Shannan shot up, catching everyone's attention by eloquently shouting for everyone to shut the fuck up and listen.

- I'm just saying, it's a little iconic, Shannan slurred. He'd probably meant "ironic" but was currently too slushed to notice the slip up. - That we're all celebrating our victory from the war or whatever, when there's still an enemy in our midst!

He pointed his finger, and although it honestly looked like he was more pointing at Ced and/or Diarmuid, they all knew from context he'd meant Arvis. Seliph was quick to leap to Arvis' defence.

- Arvis only fought against us because he was blackmailed! And in the end, he joined us to reconquer the rest of Grannvale, Seliph looked at Shannan angrily. - He's just as much a crusader as the rest of us!

- Tell that to all of us who've lost family because of him! Shannan snarled, swaying a little.

He waved his hand towards the hall, although Ced wasn't entirely sure if he meant to point at the other feast participants or was just trying to balance himself. Either way, considering all the people who did have genuine cause for grievance because of Arvis... The reactions to Shannan's words were surprisingly muted. The strongest support he got was from Larcei, in the form of her nodding solemnly, but then again, Larcei agreeing with Shannan on everything was hardly new. Febail gave sort of a half nod to show he agreed with Shannan's sentiment, but the way Febail immediately took another sip from his drink suggested it also wasn't a hill he was interested in dying on. Ced knew that Fee, as the resident Sigurd fangirl, held a grudge against Arvis, but out of respect for her brother and Seliph, Fee said nothing. Even Oifey, who should have been Shannan's biggest supporter, was just hanging his head in shame.

As for the others... Lana was too naturally empathetic and understanding of both sides to take a strong standing. Coirpre had fallen asleep on Altena's lap, thus being officially checked out of the conversation, and probably wouldn't have mustered a strong response either way. Nanna was complaining about the noise being too much for her, and Lene suggested Ares take her out for some fresh air. As Ares held Nanna for support, Lene glanced at Shannan angrily, and grumbled about how he needed to keep his voice down. Scathach handed Diarmuid a bowl of nuts, which Diarmuid immediately began snacking on as he observed the drama. Lester and Patty sounded like they were making a bet of sorts, but Ced only heard the words “top or bottom” before deciding to tune both of them out. Arion was looking exceedingly uncomfortably at Shannan, and whispered to Leif and Altena, who were seated next to him:

- Should... Should I go? I fought as your enemy as well, and I switched sides much later than Lord Arvis...

Leif and Altena shook their heads, and told Arion not to worry about it. Arthur was scanning the crowd to see their reactions, and when his eyes locked with Ced's, Arthur's expression grew flustered.

- Hey, don't look at me! It was Bloom who took my mom away, and Dad was killed by Loptyrian mages. I've no reason to pick a fight here!

Next to him, Tine nodded in agreement.

- Besides, Lord Arvis has always been kind to me, Tine said. - It's not his fault what happened.

All in all, it very much appeared that the crowd would have been more than happy if Shannan sat back down and they could continue the feast where they'd left off.

Unfortunately, it didn't look like Shannan had any such intentions. Having managed to regain his balance enough to stand close enough to straight, Shannan stared at Seliph. Although Ced was already clued in on the general apathy people were having towards this conversation, it looked Seliph was not. His confidence had been chipped away, and he was staring down at his plate. He may have been getting a hang of ignoring Shannan's complaints, but the idea of disappointing his comrades still brought great grief to Seliph.

- That's right... Shannan slurred. - You... You talk all about justice and being fair and whatever the hell... But how is it fair that you sit there, eye fucking your father's murderer?

- How dare you speak to Seliph like that!! Arvis roared. His cheeks were red, like someone who had been caught red-handed. - I ought to have you kicked out for such disrespect!

- Shaddap! Shannan exclaimed. Meanwhile, Diarmuid quickly beckoned Scathach to give him more nuts as his interest in the scene increased. - I wasn't talking to you!

Then, Shannan's expression shifted, as anger was pushed aside by a more sombre look. Ced wondered if there was a bit of a sad drunk inside Shannan as well. Looking in Seliph's general direction again, Shannan pouted deeply.

- I just don't get it... How can you just... accept him and treat him like nothing happened? Shannan mumbled. - Like you don't... You don't care about my feelings at all...

- Shannan... Seliph sighed deeply, trying to calm himself. There was a look of sympathy on Seliph's face, which was more than what Ced would have given Shannan. - I... I understand why you're upset. But I just can't let grudges dictate my life. I'm not asking you, or anyone else, to forgive Arvis. But for the sake of my own healing, this is the path I chose. I hope you can respect th---

- Quiet, I didn't come here asking for logic, Shannan grumbled. - All I want is for you to say, for the record, in front of your peers, that you don't approve of Arvis killing your father. For crying out loud, you DO care about your father's legacy that much at least, right?!

All eyes were on Seliph, awaiting his response. Ced wasn't sure what Seliph was reading into the sudden undivided attention, but judging by how nervous Seliph suddenly looked, he wasn't taking it well. The familiar gasping for air and struggling for words was back, and his hand was in his pocket, twiddling with something inside, like a child at a stimming toy. Seliph's eyes involuntarily kept shooting back to the ground, trying to avoid looking at anyone despite months of practice having gotten him used to facing crowds.

- What a rotten man! Julia hissed, her calm exterior gone as she grimaced in anger. - How dare he put this pressure on my brother!

- Seliph, it's fine, just say whatever to make this end, Arvis whispered. - I don't mind, really. I just don't want you to suffer anymore.

Slowly, Seliph looked at Arvis, and for a moment, Seliph looked a little reassured. The twiddling of his hand ceased, but Seliph didn't get to put on a confident smile before Shannan shouted again.

- HURRY UP, SELIPH! I'm not gonna stay conscious for much longer, just condemn the damn bastard already!!

The loudness of the shout startled Seliph, and instantly, the skittish mannerism returned. Seliph shut his eyes, like just wishing for this to be over, as he shot his hand out of his pocket and towards Arvis. The pocket, which Ced now realised to be the same one where Seliph had put the “good luck charm” given by Julia. Seliph's hand was curled to a fist, and he was trembling as he opened his hand, presenting the item to Arvis. Ced's eyes shot wide and Diarmuid nearly choked on a nut as they saw what was resting on Seliph's palm.

A gold ruby ring.

Well. Fate sure worked in mysterious ways.

 

 

Chapter 8: Happily Ever After

Summary:

The inevitable conclusion.

Ced hadn't expected to return to Belhalla quite so soon after the anniversary feast. But he couldn't exactly skip an event as big as Seliph's wedding. Especially when Ced had received the honour of being the best man.

As such, Ced made his way to the church side room, where Seliph was getting ready. This would be the most grandiose wedding since then-princess Deirdre's, and as such, Seliph had been very particular about looking as good as he could. Upon entering the room and seeing the maids putting the final touches on Seliph's appearance, Ced certainly had to hand it to the team responsible for Seliph's wedding attire. Seliph's hair was hanging freely, with a silver circlet on his forehead to keep his bangs at bay. His outfit was light blue gown with silver accents and loose sleeves, puffed at the elbow by elegant forearm-length silk gloves. The gown reached all the way to Seliph's knees, with cuts on his sides leaving his black leggings clad thighs exposed in an enticing way. The neck of the gown had been cut generously, leaving Seliph's shoulders and clavicle exposed save for shoulder straps on both sides, with a silver and sapphire necklace around Seliph's neck completing the look. Ced wasn't one for superficiality, but he had to applaud Seliph's groom on his luck. Ced was certain that for years to come, people would be debating if Deirdre or Seliph had looked more stunning on their wedding day.

- Ah, Ced. I'm almost ready, Seliph said, as the maids finished prettying him up and allowed him to look at himself in the mirror. Seliph appeared pleased with what he saw. - What do you think? Do I look good enough for a royal wedding?

- You put all the brides of the world to shame, Ced said. - Can I have a word with you? Alone, if possible.

- You'll have to make it quick then, Seliph said, as a maid handed him his wedding bouquet: white roses, lilies of the valley, myrtle, yarrow, and blue salvia. - They'll need the best man ready before the ceremony can start.

- I know, Ced said. His pocket felt heavy, even though the two ring boxes he was safe-keeping couldn't have weighed that much. - Won't take more than a minute, I promise.

Seliph nodded, and asked the maids for a moment of privacy. Once they were alone, Seliph looked at Ced curiously, as Ced prepared to voice the one thing that had been bothering him all this time.

- It's safe to say that your... relationship... with Lord Arvis had a rather curious start, Ced said. - None of this might have happened, were it not for you mixing your words when facing him.

- Gods, don't remind me! Seliph laughed embarrassed. - I was such a mess that day! If Arvis hadn't been as gracious as he was... Well, I'm just glad it worked out!

- There's no doubt that what happened was because of the pressure Shannan and Lewyn put on you. I can tell how much that pressure still affects you, Ced paused. His heart was racing a little as he approached his main point. - And I'm sure that's obvious to everyone, as well. And as your friends, we understand. There's no shame in messing up and admitting it. We just want you to be happy.

- ...Thank you, Ced, Seliph whispered. - I'm still learning to internalise that, but yes. It's lifted a great burden from my shoulders knowing I don't have to be perfect, and I've largely you to thank for it.

- Think nothing of it, Ced said, and took a deep breath. - On that note, I just wanted to check... You do know you don't have to go through with the things you say while panicking, right? All the flirting, asking Arvis out for dates, and now this wedding... You shouldn't feel like you have to go through with them just because you spoke when you weren't fully yourself. Even the wedding, it's not too late to call it off if you don't want to go through with it.

For a good long while, Seliph stared at him, his smile suddenly muted. He didn't look horribly pleased, but before Ced could inquire if he'd said something wrong, Seliph smiled again, a brilliant, confident smile that left no room for doubt.

- Oh, trust me. I've always known that.

Ced didn't get a chance to inquire further when there was a knock on the door. It was one of the priests, looking for Ced so everything would be ready for the wedding ceremony to begin. Seliph looked at the confusion on Ced's face, and laughed.

- You best get going, Seliph said, and smiled knowingly. - Pay attention at the ceremony. I'm sure you'll understand then.

Although that answer only gave rise to more questions, Ced nodded and followed the priest to the altar room. The church was the largest in Belhalla, having been the stage of royal weddings since the foundation of the kingdom, and this certainly showed in the intricate architecture and artworks along the walls and ceiling. Behind the altar there was a masterful painted glass window reaching all the way to the ceiling, and when the light shone in from just the right angle at midday, it would look like the light of heavens was shining down on those before the altar, like the gods themselves were giving their blessings to the couple. The pews were packed to the brim with guests of the highest status, and in the front row on Seliph's side, Ced saw Lady Edain and Shannan, and next to them a spot saved for Oifey. Having played a major part in Seliph's upbringing, it only made sense that they'd be given the best view of Seliph's wedding. Though judging by Shannan's desolate expression, he didn't exactly view this as an honour.

Arvis was already standing by the altar, wearing black and gold robes that probably weren't all too different from his first wedding. Once Ced walked to his side, he saw Arvis' face twitching a little, like he had to put in effort to maintain his smile. When he saw Ced, a look of visible relief came over Arvis.

- Thank the gods you're here, Arvis whispered. - With so many eyes on me, I swear I was going to lose it.

- Feeling nervous? Ced asked. - I thought you'd be used to this. This isn't even your first wedding.

- Yeah, well. A lot has changed since then, Arvis muttered. - I just want to make sure that I'm worthy of the blessing granted to me.

Ced looked at Arvis in bewilderment, but the conversation was cut short when the organist began playing, the melody echoing from the church walls. Immediately, everyone's eyes were drawn to the doors to the altar room opening, as Seliph stepped in, with Oifey leading him by the arm, acting in the role of a father giving their child away to their future spouse. Oifey didn't exactly look happy, but his forced smile was easily outshone by Seliph, who was smiling radiantly. The way the rays of the approaching midday sun hit him through the stained glass windows, setting his gown and jewellery aglow, it was like Seliph himself was bathing in a gleam of heavenly light. Wonderstruck gazes followed him as he was escorted down the aisle, but none looked more spellbound than Arvis. Instantly, all his nervousness faded as he simply stared at Seliph, his reverie such that even Naga herself could not have inspired similar awe. Seliph's smile only widened as he reached the altar and stood by Arvis' side, and Ced swore the two put the sun to shame with how brightly they smiled at one another.

The music faded and the guests settled to their seats as the head priest began the ceremony. Seliph linked his arm with Arvis', leaning into him as they listened to the priest, and Ced couldn't help but notice how... naturally this position came to Seliph. Nor could he escape the tenderness of the glances that Arvis kept stealing at his groom. When it came time for the pair to read their vows, Ced listened carefully to the words of love and devotion they had written for one another, and as he did it slowly dawned on him just how authentic these vows were. None of the floral language that had become trademark of Seliph's official speeches, none of the rigidity in which Arvis spoke in his role as the head of Royal Guard. These were simple words straight from the heart, and for that, all the more powerful. After the priest asked for the rings and Ced handed them over, he watched Arvis gently grab Seliph's hand and slide the ring on his ring finger as Seliph's smile shone brilliantly to match the gems on the ring, watched the eagerness with which Seliph returned the favour. When the priest announced them lawfully wed and told Arvis he may now kiss his groom, it was Seliph who threw his arms around Arvis' neck and pulled him down for a kiss. There was no denying the fluidity of the movement; this was obviously not their first kiss.

As Ced joined in on the applause congratulating the newly wed couple, he finally understood. Ridiculous as the circumstances of their first meeting may have been, over time, Seliph and Arvis had truly come to enjoy each other's company and rely on one another. The pressure from Shannan had not caused Seliph to ask Arvis out or ask him to marry him. It had merely been the spark to get Seliph to say the words he'd wanted to say anyway. To pursue the genuine love that had bloomed between himself and Arvis.

And looking over at Shannan, slumped in his seat as he stared hollowly at Seliph and Arvis smiling at each other with their foreheads pressed together, it appeared he had finally understood this, too.

With the organist starting to play another song, Arvis and Seliph linked their arms as they made their way outside, where a carriage was waiting for them to take them on a tour around the city before returning to the castle. Outside, a crowd of townspeople had already gathered, all cheering and applauding as the couple stepped out of the church. As Seliph and Arvis stopped for a moment to wave at the people, their wedding entourage left the church and gathered near the church steps to see the couple off. Shannan was in the front, looking like a man who'd just sold his country, and likely only remained standing thanks to Oifey supporting him. Arvis noticed the two of them, and with a wicked grin, he turned to look at Shannan.

- Thank you for everything, Arvis said. - Do make sure to come around the castle about a year from now. That'd be a good time for Seliph and I to get the kick to start thinking about getting kids, don't you think?

Seliph chuckled and nudged Arvis in the ribs teasingly, as Shannan burst into tears, breaking free from Oifey and running off into the crowd. As Oifey chased after him, Arvis helped Seliph into the carriage before climbing on himself, and to the thunderous jubilation of their guests and people, the two were off. Ced was among the ones cheering the loudest. Whatever expectations he had once had of Seliph, the leader of the liberation army, were long since gone. Now, all he cared about was the happiness of Seliph, his friend. And if after all the times Seliph had stumbled and fallen, he still managed to get up and find the warmth to bask in, then all Ced could do was rejoice in Seliph embracing the path he'd carved for himself and the one he'd chosen to walk it with.