Distance (Final Fantasy IX: Freya/Fratley)
Title: Distance
Author: eerian_sadow
Rating: G
Warnings: none; worksafe
Prompt: Feb 18 Final Fantasy IX, Freya/Fratley: The agony of starting over again - "I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by / The only thing I see is you"
Word Count: 304
Summary: there are some things that even love cannot overcome
A/N: I completely missed the mark I was aiming for with this one. And it’s a couple of days late. Blame my continued sickness; I’ve come home from work and passed out every night this week. Very sorry about that.
Once, Freya Crescent would have said that nothing hurt more than losing Sir Fratley without a trace.
She would have been wrong.
Rebuilding Burmecia was hard, slow work. The death of the old king and Prince Puck’s ascension to the throne made it all that much harder. She and Fratley were as loyal to king and country as they ever were, but she felt like she was working with a complete stranger. A stranger who wore her lover’s face.
Fratley tended to keep his distance from everyone but Puck, feeling uncomfortable around the people who knew him well, but he didn’t remember at all. The distance made him seem cold. It also made Freya ache with the need to help him overcome it.
Sir Fratley, unfortunately, didn’t seem to want her help. In fact, he didn’t seem to want her around at all.
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Once, Sir Fratley of Burmecia would have said that nothing could hurt more than failing to serve the people he loved.
He would have been wrong.
Not remembering the people he loved was agony beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He lived and worked beside them day after day and remembered nothing about them, though his friends and family knew him well.
The boy-king Puck tried to get him to mingle with his former acquaintances, but Fratley could not make himself. They expected him to be the same Dragon Knight he had been when he left, but he wasn’t sure that man existed any more.
Being around Freya was the worst. She had told him of their past; knowing that his failure to remember it was hurting her made something ache deep inside him.
It was the closest he came to remembering any of his past. It wasn’t the kind of remembering he wanted to be doing at all.
Author: eerian_sadow
Rating: G
Warnings: none; worksafe
Prompt: Feb 18 Final Fantasy IX, Freya/Fratley: The agony of starting over again - "I close my eyes and watch as my life passes by / The only thing I see is you"
Word Count: 304
Summary: there are some things that even love cannot overcome
A/N: I completely missed the mark I was aiming for with this one. And it’s a couple of days late. Blame my continued sickness; I’ve come home from work and passed out every night this week. Very sorry about that.
Once, Freya Crescent would have said that nothing hurt more than losing Sir Fratley without a trace.
She would have been wrong.
Rebuilding Burmecia was hard, slow work. The death of the old king and Prince Puck’s ascension to the throne made it all that much harder. She and Fratley were as loyal to king and country as they ever were, but she felt like she was working with a complete stranger. A stranger who wore her lover’s face.
Fratley tended to keep his distance from everyone but Puck, feeling uncomfortable around the people who knew him well, but he didn’t remember at all. The distance made him seem cold. It also made Freya ache with the need to help him overcome it.
Sir Fratley, unfortunately, didn’t seem to want her help. In fact, he didn’t seem to want her around at all.
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Once, Sir Fratley of Burmecia would have said that nothing could hurt more than failing to serve the people he loved.
He would have been wrong.
Not remembering the people he loved was agony beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He lived and worked beside them day after day and remembered nothing about them, though his friends and family knew him well.
The boy-king Puck tried to get him to mingle with his former acquaintances, but Fratley could not make himself. They expected him to be the same Dragon Knight he had been when he left, but he wasn’t sure that man existed any more.
Being around Freya was the worst. She had told him of their past; knowing that his failure to remember it was hurting her made something ache deep inside him.
It was the closest he came to remembering any of his past. It wasn’t the kind of remembering he wanted to be doing at all.