Maria sat down at the campfire as the others busied themselves around
her. The four of them were camping again, on their way to pick up the
Airship and go to Palamencia to strike down the newest threat.
The newest threat, that happened to be her brother. It had to be a
spell, had to be, because Maria didn’t think that Leon would ever turn
to evil without being cursed. Of course, having one’s own brother be
the newly-proclaimed ruler of an evil empire wasn’t easy on one’s mind,
even if one was a famous hero.
Famous hero. That wasn’t something that she’d ever anticipated. Being a
hero of the kingdom, along with Firion and Guy and the others that had
joined them for a short while. She remembered when they’d just started,
when they’d been brought to Altair after being attacked. Being told
that they weren’t meant to fight. And now she was part of a team. And
not only that, the person who could cast Ultima.
Firion sat down beside her. “You’re still thinking about Leon, aren’t
How could she not be thinking about Leon, she wanted to scream. How
could she not think about the fact that her brother was an evil ruler,
maybe just as evil as the Emperor that she and Leon and Guy and Ricard
had killed? She remembered the man’s face as he staggered to his
throne, somehow for a moment recovering after Firion had teleported him
into the cyclone and he’d been nearly torn apart. She was glad he was
Now she had to save her brother from a dead emperor.
“Yes,” she said simply.
“We’ll save him, Maria,” Firion said, smiling at her. He’d been the one
dancing with her at the celebration; she wished that things would calm
down so that they could look at a relationship instead of being just
“I hope so,” Maria said, gazing at the campfire. As Firion squeezed her
hand, though, she had to smile back.
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