Black cloak flowing out behind him, the golden haired mage made his way silently....stealthily....through the hidden passageways of the ancient, stone castle.
After minutes of walking through the cool, dark tunnels, and having no need of light, for he had traveled these tunnels since boyhood, he suddenly stopped, and sliding his hand down the smooth, stone wall, he pulled back a wooden panel.
Pressing his blue eyes up to the two small holes he had revealed, he peered in at the king, who was in his room, pacing, and looking slightly lost about something important, something pertaining to his rule in Celes, perhaps.
Lost without me, aren’t you?
Never fear.....good King...for I am here to lend an ear.........a hand.......an idea....
All I need in return is your soul........and Celes.
From within the wizard’s heavy cloak, a small black creature appeared and climbed to his shoulder.
“Want to see?” Fai stroked the little creature, who murmured in return. The wizard lifted the small, black creature to the secret eye holes to look at the King. The creature glanced for a moment, then smiled back at his master, revealing two little fangs.
Fai laughed softly and looked once again at the troubled king.
Don’t worry, your adoring wizard is coming...........
To help you..........to save you..........to take you as my own.......Ashura.
“And I have just the thing to cheer you up,” Fai grinned, pulling out a large bottle of the King’s favourite drink.
The wizard slid the wooden panel closed, and feeling in quite good spirits, went to give his King just what he needed.