Bide. Final Fantasy XII. Fran/Drace. PG
The metal did not hide the kindness, nor the wisdom.
Fran knew what it meant to search meaning in hollow Words. She was a treasured companion until the child spread his wings; The Iron Willed Woman with a Heart of Gold. Useful.
She would remember her nobility and warm smile. Remember her with love.
Unfortunate circumstances. She was there for the child that would take wing, she couldn’t forget that.
The Wood’s final whisper was the last she would obey. From the woman’s embrace she could watch, from a distance, as he grew.
The years of waiting would be pleasant.