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[Dec. 29] [Slayers] Sweet and Bitter
Title: Sweet and Bitter
Day/Theme: Dec.29/ The sweet and the bitter
Series: Slayers
Character/Pairing: Zelgadis, Amelia
Rating: G
When Zelgadis saw Amelia walk past the royal library, carrying a large bundle of white roses, he felt something was amiss. At first, he thought the princess was planning to place them in a vase for her bedroom or perhaps make crowns out of them for the upcoming spring festival. However, the serious expression on her face told Zelgadis otherwise. He asked her where she was going and Amelia’s reply gave him another clue. “I’m going to the graveyard. Would you like to come, Mr. Zelgadis? I wouldn’t mind some company.”
The chimera froze and fingered the page he was about to turn. It was clear where Amelia was headed. Her mother’s grave. Zelgadis was ready to say “No, I have research to do,” not because he didn’t want to go with her, but because he felt he would be intruding. However, Amelia looked at him with her big adorable eyes, implying that she would like a friend to tag along, so he agreed.
Together, they entered the graveyard and walked down the paved path in silence. They neared a large monument, in which the chimera assumed to be for Amelia’s mother. The princess remained silent as she knelt down and placed five of the white roses on her grave. Zelgadis watched her, but kept his distance. He was beginning to feel like an outsider in unwanted territory. He wondered if he should have come after all.
Then, she did something unexpected. Amelia turned and walked two gravestones down. She placed three white roses on a smaller grave stone and three more on the one next to it. Zelgadis frowned. “Amelia, who are those for?”
Amelia turned, and finally spoke. “These are for Alfred and my Uncle Randy.”
Zelgadis blinked, confused. “Amelia, why on earth are you putting flowers on their graves?”
Amelia stood up folding her arms. “They were family.”
“But they tried to take the throne and might I add kill Phil.”
Amelia frowned. “Yes, but they were still family. It’s only just to honour their deaths.”
She then tilted her head. “Mr. Zelgadis, did you ever build a grave?”
Zelgadis tensed. He knew who she meant, but asked anyway. “You mean, for Rezo?”
Amelia nodded.
The chimera sighed. “No, I didn’t want to honour the death of a man who turned me into a monster.”
“But he was still your family, right?”
Zelgadis shook his head, feeling a little irritated. “Amelia, just because someone is family doesn’t mean they deserve your respect.”
Amelia looked back to the graves behind her. “I don’t do it just because they’re family. I do it because it’s my way to forgive them.”
“They don’t deserve your forgiveness Amelia.”
Amelia looked up to the sky as a gentle wind started to rustle her cape. “My mother once told me that it’s important to forgive because holding a grudge can be dangerous too.” She bit her lip, trying to think of the best way to explain it. “A grudge is like a disease. If you don’t try to cure it soon, it can eat you up inside and that’s not healthy for anyone.”
She looked back, smiling a little and tilting her head to one side. “So, I don’t do it just for them, but for myself too. It’s a way to make me feel better inside.”
Zelgadis lips stayed in a firm line. Folding his arms, he stared at the graves behind Amelia thinking how the princess carried a strength that had to be envied. It was easy to stay bitter and unforgiving, yet Amelia had the ability to forgive almost anyone and let go of her grudges. He watched the wind brush against the petals of the white roses. “I understand what you’re saying, but I’m not ready to forgive Rezo, not yet...but perhaps someday.”
Amelia grinned. “When you’re ready, let’s put red roses on his grave or do you think that would be inappropriate?”
Zelgadis stared up at the sky as the wind started to play with his cape. “No, red roses would suit him fine.”
Day/Theme: Dec.29/ The sweet and the bitter
Series: Slayers
Character/Pairing: Zelgadis, Amelia
Rating: G
When Zelgadis saw Amelia walk past the royal library, carrying a large bundle of white roses, he felt something was amiss. At first, he thought the princess was planning to place them in a vase for her bedroom or perhaps make crowns out of them for the upcoming spring festival. However, the serious expression on her face told Zelgadis otherwise. He asked her where she was going and Amelia’s reply gave him another clue. “I’m going to the graveyard. Would you like to come, Mr. Zelgadis? I wouldn’t mind some company.”
The chimera froze and fingered the page he was about to turn. It was clear where Amelia was headed. Her mother’s grave. Zelgadis was ready to say “No, I have research to do,” not because he didn’t want to go with her, but because he felt he would be intruding. However, Amelia looked at him with her big adorable eyes, implying that she would like a friend to tag along, so he agreed.
Together, they entered the graveyard and walked down the paved path in silence. They neared a large monument, in which the chimera assumed to be for Amelia’s mother. The princess remained silent as she knelt down and placed five of the white roses on her grave. Zelgadis watched her, but kept his distance. He was beginning to feel like an outsider in unwanted territory. He wondered if he should have come after all.
Then, she did something unexpected. Amelia turned and walked two gravestones down. She placed three white roses on a smaller grave stone and three more on the one next to it. Zelgadis frowned. “Amelia, who are those for?”
Amelia turned, and finally spoke. “These are for Alfred and my Uncle Randy.”
Zelgadis blinked, confused. “Amelia, why on earth are you putting flowers on their graves?”
Amelia stood up folding her arms. “They were family.”
“But they tried to take the throne and might I add kill Phil.”
Amelia frowned. “Yes, but they were still family. It’s only just to honour their deaths.”
She then tilted her head. “Mr. Zelgadis, did you ever build a grave?”
Zelgadis tensed. He knew who she meant, but asked anyway. “You mean, for Rezo?”
Amelia nodded.
The chimera sighed. “No, I didn’t want to honour the death of a man who turned me into a monster.”
“But he was still your family, right?”
Zelgadis shook his head, feeling a little irritated. “Amelia, just because someone is family doesn’t mean they deserve your respect.”
Amelia looked back to the graves behind her. “I don’t do it just because they’re family. I do it because it’s my way to forgive them.”
“They don’t deserve your forgiveness Amelia.”
Amelia looked up to the sky as a gentle wind started to rustle her cape. “My mother once told me that it’s important to forgive because holding a grudge can be dangerous too.” She bit her lip, trying to think of the best way to explain it. “A grudge is like a disease. If you don’t try to cure it soon, it can eat you up inside and that’s not healthy for anyone.”
She looked back, smiling a little and tilting her head to one side. “So, I don’t do it just for them, but for myself too. It’s a way to make me feel better inside.”
Zelgadis lips stayed in a firm line. Folding his arms, he stared at the graves behind Amelia thinking how the princess carried a strength that had to be envied. It was easy to stay bitter and unforgiving, yet Amelia had the ability to forgive almost anyone and let go of her grudges. He watched the wind brush against the petals of the white roses. “I understand what you’re saying, but I’m not ready to forgive Rezo, not yet...but perhaps someday.”
Amelia grinned. “When you’re ready, let’s put red roses on his grave or do you think that would be inappropriate?”
Zelgadis stared up at the sky as the wind started to play with his cape. “No, red roses would suit him fine.”