CHAPTER III: OVELIA AND DELITA

[Ovelia sits on the ground in the midst of a ruined chapel. Delita approaches.]

DELITA: So here you are... Everyone was looking for you.

[She does not respond. He steps closer.]

DELITA: Something wrong? Oh, I shouldn't talk to a Princess in such a way.

OVELIA: Stop it!!

DELITA: By your leave, your most gracious majesty...

[He makes an exagerated bow. She turns away.]

OVELIA: ...Please stop.

DELTIA: ....Sorry....I apologize.

[Ovelia turns her head but still does not look at him.]

OVELIA: What are you going to do with me? I'm not Ovelia, you know. I'm worth nothing to you. Not even worth keeping alive.

[She buries her head in her arms. Delita turns away from her.]

DELTIA: Yes. You're not Ovelia. We don't know your real name or even if you're a noble or a commoner.

[Ovelia raises her head.]

OVELIA: What did my life mean all these years...? Raised as a substitute... Ha, ha...amusing isn't it? A Princess must live her life quietly in a monastery away from the capital. I'd often wondered why only I had to live like that. But if my suffering would to keep Ivalice in peace, then I thought I could endure it. What was all the grief and isolation I suffered for?

[She buries her head again in her arms. Delita still looks away from her as he speaks, gradually coming to raise a fist.]

DELTIA: You and I are the same... Miserable people forced to live false lives. Always being used by someone... Try hard and you'll be rewarded they say. Lies... Only those close to the top are rewarded without trying, It's the way of the world. Most people have to act the roles given to them... Then again, most of them haven't even noticed they're even acting. No way I'd do that. I won't be used. I'll be the one using! Those who used me must pay for what they've done!

[Ovelia looks up again and turns to him.]

OVELIA: What will you do?

[He lowers his raised hand and faces her.]

DELTIA: Trust me, Ovelia. I'll make a country worthy of you! I'll make your life shine! Let me guide you!

[He walks over to her and kneels, placing a hand on her arm.]

DELTIA: ... Don't cry like that.

OVELIA: Should I trust you?

[He nods.]

DELTIA: I won't betray you. I swear by my dead sister, Teta...... So, please don't cry...

[She embraces him suddenly. After a moment's surprise, he clasps her in his arms.]