“Merlot, what are you doing up so late? I’m usually the only one awake at this hour.” The Captain asked this question quietly. He felt this hushed tone was necessary, as the tranquil silence of this night was beautiful to him.
He was sitting along the edge of the castle’s walls, which allowed him a very beautiful, if not somewhat lonely view of the forest spread out beneath him. He wasn’t worried about falling, as there was no wind tonight.
She sat next to him on the wall, looking out into the night sky before answering.
“He’s really gone, isn’t he?” He knew what she meant. He delivered the news to her a number of years ago, but she was a bit too young to fully understand the implications at that time.
“I wouldn’t say that I never lie, but I wouldn’t lie to you, Merlot. I plan to finish what he started.”
This was true. He did his best to be somewhat of a role model for her, as her former one had vanished without a trace. If one were to ask what he thought of Merlot, he wouldn’t be able to easily answer them. Initially, he had seen her as someone he had to take care of out of duty to his family line. However, she had long ago proved she was perfectly capable on her own. She did have some weird habits, though. He was glad he wasn’t a servant.
“Well, at least I got to meet you and your servants! I’m very happy for that.”
Were those tears? He couldn’t really make them out in this light, but it didn’t really matter to him. Emotions were always good to have, even sad ones. It was important to be able to feel strongly about things, even if the cause of them was less than desirable.
“Merlot, I don’t intend to leave once I’m done! I’ll be back when I’m finished, and we can have lunch together.”
For a while into the night they sat on the wall and looked out on the forest, talking about whatever thoughts that happened to cross their minds. Sometimes, there was laughter. Mostly, there was just talking. It had been a good few years since he and his brigade came to the castle, and he was very glad to have done so. He did like her a lot. She would grow up to be even more beautiful than she was now; he knew it. She blushed, then dismissively agreed with him.
He laughed. He would return to Merlot, for certain. There was nothing more important to him.
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