[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

As Fleuri awakened, he looked around in the darkened, room, looking for a sign that he had indeed returned to the real Candaeln.  Without illuminating the room, he climbed out of bed and opened the curtains of his room's window, beholding not the sun rising on the ancient city of Talderia, but rather night over the city of Aimlenn.

Fleuri lit a candle and made his way to his desk, looking upon the papers which he had written on after the first dream.  The geas would prevent him from telling anyone about the ancient knights, and he wasn't foolish enough to try and test its effects in writing, but it wouldn't affect what he had already written, of a different dream...right?

After looking over his writings of the previous dream, Fleuri pulled a journal from the desk and began to write down some of his thoughts and musings.  He couldn't speak or write of the knights, but there were many other things on his mind that carried no such restrictions.

The past few weeks had given him a lot of opportunity to think about his goals and aspirations, and exactly what path he sought to walk.  Even after joining the Roses, Fleuri still had some doubts as to whether it was the best way for him to serve Reon, or whether he should have gone into the priesthood and aspired to become a Paladin of Reon instead.  However, between being picked by Fanilly to be in her personal retinue for these past few missions, and being picked by Merilia to be subjected to a most wondrous form of training, joining the Roses was very quickly proving to be the right choice.  

Merilia's interventions hadn't just provided assurances that the path he had thus far traveled was the right one- it had also helped him to find the path forward.  The first dream, the arrival and presence of Rui, and the second dream had all helped to ignite (or perhaps re-ignite) aspirations of mastery of swordplay.  He would not worry about such petty, insignificant matters of rank, social standing, or prestige- for one of Fleuri's circumstances of birth, none of those things offered the potential for greatness.  But to become a more skilled knight, to aspire to the mastery of swordsmanship that people like Florian and Rui commanded (regardless of whether he could actually get near that level), that was a journey that would have no true limit or end.

All in the service of Reon.