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“…I’m terribly sorry, but you must be mistaken— I don’t have a son.” Though he really couldn’t deny the similarities between the two. It was almost uncanny— so if this wasn’t his son, why did it seem like it? Cecil didn’t exactly share appearance with many people.

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Ceodore bowed his head, he looked just like his father. But, upon closer inspection, he was younger than how the Prince of Baron knew. Then, he would not know he has a child, nor know of his relation to the seventeen year-old Red Wings Soldier before him.

But it was still his father before him: Cecil Harvey. King of Baron.

“Oh. My apologies Sir, you look much like my Father. My name is Ceodore, may I ask for your name?”

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"Of course-- my name is Cecil." Things had been so strange lately. Everyone he knew, it seemed, was older-- as if they had gone to the Feymarch for some time. His wife was gone and people told him of a son he did not remember. Perhaps it was he who had accidentally stumbled into the Feymarch, and had come back the only one unchanged. He had even heard tell of another tragedy of the moon, and through all this, he somehow managed to lose memory of it all. But this boy stood before him now, looking so much like he, and even his name was close to his heart. A name that combined his and his dearest brother's, a promise of peace and family. It couldn't be that it was a mere coincidence. No, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed that this boy truly must be his son-- somehow, some way.

"It's an honor to meet you.. Ceodore."

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“… Father? Is that you?”

"...I'm terribly sorry, but you must be mistaken-- I don't have a son." Though he really couldn't deny the similarities between the two. It was almost uncanny-- so if this wasn't his son, why did it seem like it? Cecil didn't exactly share appearance with many people.

It's snowing. A little late this year, but there's no harm done. Enjoy your day, everyone.

“Well yeah, I gathered that much.”

“That’s all there is to it, really. You understand what an airship is then.”

“Okay, so, airship aside, where’re you from?”

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"I hail from Baron. How about you?"

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“… Cecil-sama?”

“Hello! Pardon me.. but who are you?”

“…” he was stunned, it looked to be Cecil-sama. But he could have been lucky with the name. however he couldn’t tell if he was from a past that did not know of the Eblan Four…

But no harm should come if he said his name.

“Tsukinowa, Cecil-sama. I hail from Eblan.”

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"Oh-- from Eblan? Then I trust Edge is doing well?" It seemed Cecil was a little absent-minded today. He had a lot to think about, and he still had his duties to attend to, but he tried to manage it all as well as he could.

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“That’s not what I meant,” he answered quickly. He didn’t want to seem ungrateful, or that he didn’t enjoy meeting with his friends. ”You may stay as long as you like. I was actually going to offer you a room..” He sighed. Perhaps he had made things awkward for Palom. He understood this, and yet he couldn’t help but to feel like some sort of failure for it. He tried so hard to be strong for his friends, and here he was, crumbling in front of (what he thought of as) the youngest like he couldn’t go on.

“But if you want to go, then I wish you safe travels.”

Palom sighed and shook his head. This was turning into a mess… He just didn’t want to be causing problems for Cecil, it wasn’t that he wanted to leave.

“No… look,” he grumbled a bit. “I don’t mind staying… but if me being here is causing some issues for you, then I can go. I don’t know why you don’t remember the last decade plus, but I’m not stupid enough to think its easy for you.”

He could see the conflict and worry all over his face. It wasn’t easy to hide, given the shock of the situation.

“I can stay and answer some questions for you, if you want… Tell you some stories and all that. But if that’s going to cause problems for you, then I can go,” he offered. “I don’t want to be the cause of distress.”

He smiled wearily. Despite everything, Palom was being considerate. Cecil appreciated his efforts, as always. But the damage had already been done, and Cecil saw no reason to send Palom away. "Truly.. I don't mind. I think the company would do me good. But I won't keep you if you don't want to stay."

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#I'm almost done!#I just have to finish Edge's tale and the Crystals #>w> then I might find a way to become after years cecil

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“… Cecil-sama?”

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"Hello! Pardon me.. but who are you?"

“You’ve met my brother?” He blinked. And then she mentioned his son again… but he wasn’t sure he wanted a repeat conversation. It wasn’t in his nature to lie, or to be manipulative, but he couldn’t bring himself to have the same conversation with her as he had with Palom. ”Yes— I’m sure he’s simply amazing,” he hedged with a sigh. Of course it would imply that he had no idea who she was talking about— and he didn’t. But if she asked, he would politely decline the conversation.

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“Yup.” She nodded and grinned. “He’s pretty big, I’m surprised you two are related, but…looks can be deceiving.” She commented with a wave of her hand, she had seen many siblings who didn’t look like each other. When he said he was sure, she rose a brow, did he not remember his own son? Did he have amnesia or something? It looked like he didn’t want to speak about it, so she let the topic drop….for now.

"I've been told that I look more like our mother," he replied with a bittersweet smile. "But regardless of how we look, I know that our hearts share the same light." Cecil did love his brother, and he never had any reason not to. All the wrong he had done, it wasn't his fault-- it was Zemus, controlling him. The same went for his best friend, Kain. It was easy for Cecil to forgive them and shower them with the love and friendship he thought they deserved. For others, it was harder. The dark armor of the two would be forever engraved in their minds as evil, no matter what the truth was. Even Rydia was a testament to that, though she tried to treat them well. Cecil noticed that she never spoke to Kain unless it was necessary-- never even looked at him. But when she did, she was as pleasant as she could muster.

How hard was it for others? Cecil wondered sometimes. But it didn't matter so much now. Kain was gone away somewhere, and Golbez had stayed on the moon with FuSoYa. The silver-haired paladin missed them both greatly, but he respected their decisions.

"So, tell me-- what have you and my brother discussed?"

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Heyo, I’m Jubilee. Who’re you?

Hello, Jubilee! My name is Cecil. It’s an honor to meet you.

Nice to meet you too, Cecil. Sup?

No thanks.. I’ve eaten already.

I was asking what’s up, not if you were hungry.

Oh— of course. We have not had any airship upgrades for some time now, but if you are interested, I can ask Cid if he will speak with you. Their building and design isn’t really my strong point.