Written after Chapter 101

I'm back from the dead HAHAHA. Enjoy the fic ;)

Move forward. They have to move forward. Even when Jade just died and they are still mourning, they have to move forward.

The atmosphere has changed significantly, it seems as though the group went back to page one, where everybody is wary of each other, only sticking to the people they are already with.

The group stopped once again at a village to get something to eat. Percival and the others shared a table with Lancelot and Gawain while Isolde, Chion, and Tristan are on their own.

"Excuse me." Tristan stood up and proceeded to go outside of the tavern they are in.

"Sir Tristan."

"I'm fine, you two stay here and eat. I want to be alone for a while." Tristan replied with a smile.

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After their meal, Chion being the person that he is decided to follow Tristan to wherever he may be and Isolde simply followed him.

They found the white-haired prince sitting on top of a rock facing a girl with pink hair. The duo can't hear what they are talking about, Chion was about to use his magic to spy on what they are saying when the girl wrapped her arms around Tristan, hugging him.

Chion and Isolde gasped in horror.

"Who does she think she is being that close to Sir Tristan," Chion growled.

It might be because of their distance from them but it took a while for Isolde to notice the pair of yellow wings protruding from the girl's back. She's a fairy.

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"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself for what happened."

"But I could've... I could've prevented it, only if I." Tristan trembled in her embrace.

"Tri-Tri, you're friend wouldn't appreciate it if you beat yourself up like this." She spoke, letting him go and using her thumb to wipe the tears off his face. "A good friend would not let his death be in vain, it's never good to focus all your energy on blaming yourself or someone and thinking about what you could've done to prevent it. Trust me, I've seen it firsthand, it's not pleasant."

Tristan smiled for the first time that day. "Thanks, Tioreh."

"No problem, you should go to your friends now, they seem worried."

"Huh?"

"They've been spying on us." Tioreh chuckled, pointing down at Chion and Isolde.

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She's special, Isolde thought.

This Tioreh, Tristan said that she's a childhood friend just like Lancelot but why and how is this her first time meeting her? She's tall as well, almost as tall as she, and Tristan are extremely comfortable with her, so comfortable. She's special and it made her feel jealous.

When Tristan came back to then his aura seemed a lot more lively, a lot more positive.

She's envious of her closeness with him. How casual she is when talking to him, and that nickname. Tri-Tri. It makes her want to punch a wall or something.

She wants to be her.

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She's different, they're different.

Tioreh and Lancelot, for some apart reason, are incredibly close and Chion has no idea why. Tristan said they were childhood friends but he never saw them back when they were children.

Lancelot was appointed as a knight and he knows that his father is one of the Seven Deadly Sins but he doesn't know anything beyond that and he doesn't matter because he could care less. But this Tioreh, she's new, he never saw her before.

Their closeness infuriates him. Tristan is his cousin first, and his prince later. Out of everyone he's supposed to be the closest to him. But these two, are special.

He's envious of how they can easily tease one another, how easily they can be this close even after Tristan says he hasn't seen her in over a year.

He wants to have that closeness with him.

Why can't he have it?

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"We have to go, are you coming with us Tioreh?" Tristan asked.

"I'm on my way there anyway so why not." Tioreh giggled. "I'll be going with Percival and the others

"Why? What's your business over at the Fairy King's Forest?" Chion growled at her.

"Why? What's wrong about going home?" Tioreh giggled.

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"Lancey, I don't like that emo-looking bitch boy one bit." Tioreh scowled.

"Trust me, you're not the only one."