Locations/Replays:
«Chaotic Alteon, standing still, and Lord Brentan, walking back and forwards, on Ceremony's chapel altar»
«Screen fades out and in again, same scene»
«Lord Brentan stops walking and a Chaos Sp-Eye appears, Lord Brentan throws a book at it»
Brentan: How can you just sit there when those things keep returning?! They make my skin crawl.
Alteon: I - I cannot tell when they approach anymore. It is as if they are a part of me.
Alteon: Sometimes… I see through their eyes. Feel them watching through mine.
«Lord Brentan takes his sword out and re-sheaths it»
Brentan: I can't imagine what you're going through, Sire. I have no words.
Alteon: If it is up to me, you never will, my boy. You and Brittany will live long, happy, peaceful lives.
Alteon: I am STILL the King, and can ensure that much!
«King Alteon pats Lord Brentan and Lord Brentan looks away»
Alteon: Come. Let's continue the preparations for my daughter's wedding.
Alteon: Purple is such a grand color. Regal. Majestic. Queens always wear it well.
«Change scene, Hero, Roald, and Brentain outside Ceremony's chapelle»
Roald: His Highness ordered it, <Hero>. You're supposed to help deliver invitations.
Hero: Really now… with ALL of these Chaos monsters running around -
Hero: You want me to play… messenger? NOW?
Roald: Is there something WRONG with replaying messages and announcements?
Hero: Er…. no, just - I have this weapon here and it's just -
Brentan: A perfect opportunity for you to scout out any dangers in the area. Don't you think?
Brentan: I'm sure by the time you get back, Herald Roald will have the next batch of invitations for you.
«Roald walks away»
Hero: I suppose you have a point… Your Highness.
Brentan: I'm not that. Not yet… Maybe never.
Hero: The King has you worried, too?
Brentan: Very much. He's talking to himself much more. Flinching and twitching.
Brentan: After he's left the room, I almost think *I* am hearing things! Whispers, mutters…
«Hero pats Brentan»
Hero: Take heart, Brentan. We've never yet had a wedding that didn't end…
Brentan: With piles of wrapping paper everywhere, broken berry mugs on the ground, and dragons roaring triumphantly.
Brentan: I know. Tara made SURE I knew. She makes sure I know SHE knows. Everything.
Hero: Yeah… about that? It never stops. I told you about the first time we met, right?
Hero: With the dragon and the battles and the -
«In the background, Princess Tara appears from behind a table, with a sword and a teddy dragon»
Hero: I'm just… going to go… deliver these invitations.
«Hero walks away»
Brentan: Coward! What's worse, battling Chaos or a playing Knight vs Dragon with a little princess?
«Princess Tara throws her teddy dragon»
Brentan: … Right.
«Scene fades»
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