"Poppa?  Master Wren?  Are you here?  Hello?" Celes called out.  The last
thing she remembered was something about energizing, and then everything
went black and she woke in this forest.

"I guess his commanding skills aren't as good as he thinks.  He'll be okay
on his own," Celes thought.

"Miss Daphne, Miss Daphne, what are you doing out in the woods alone?  The
world isn't a very safe place anymore."  A guard rushed up to her.  "I've
found her!" he called out.  Within five mintues, two dozen guards joined
the first.

"What's going on here?  My name is Celes Chere and I'd..." Celes started.

"It's okay, Miss Daphne, we'll get you back to the palace quickly.  You
must have caught that strange disease.  It's making everyone act weird."

"No, wait!"  But before she could object more, the guards hurried her off
a half-mile to a town.

She was shown into the palace and led to her room to rest.  "Maybe this
isn't such a bad thing.  Wren will probably be in town, and being treated
like a princess isn't so bad after all."  She took a bite of a juicy apple
from the fruit tray in her room, then sat on the sofa, and put her feet
up.  "Not bad at all..."

"Hello, Daphne?  It's me, Dyluck," called a man's voice from the other
side of the room.

"Dyluck?" thought Celes.  "Just play along.  Everyone thinks you've lost
your mind, so act that way.  Ask him who he is.  Tell him you don't
remember."  She went to the door and opened it.

"Whoa! He's handsome.  Yes, this princess thing is definitely good..." she
thought, but out loud she said, "Who are you?"

"Oh, you don't remember, that's right, I heard.  I'm sorry, but your
memory will return."

"Who are you?" Celes repeated.

"I'm Dyluck.  We're sorta like boyfriend/girlfriend, but it's not like...
official or anything."

Dyluck stayed and talked.  He told Celes that she was Princess Daphne
Alura.  She was the daughter of King William Alura, of the kingdom
Pandora.  Then one of the guards called, "Sir Dyluck, sorry to disturb
you, sir, but there is a young boy who wants permission to enter and speak
with the king."

"Let him in, and I'll take care of him."

*****

"Forget Dyluck, look at this boy!" Celes thought as she stood to the right
and behind of the King's throne.  The boy entered the room and bowed,
somewhat majestically.  Then he caught an eye of Celes, and immediately
began asking her for help.

"Why do you want me to help you?" Celes replied.

"Don't you remember yesterday, you saved me from those goblins?  You see,
I'm on my way to the dwarf caves in the mountains... Gaia's Navel."

"'Dwarf caves in the mountains'!  Isn't that where the machine was?  Maybe
I could find Wren there.  I'm definitely not going to find him sitting
around here," Celes thought.  "May I go, father, please?" Celes begged.

Against his better judgement, the king agreed.

"Alright then, you ran off without telling me your name.  What is it?" the
boy asked.

"Daphne.  What's yours?"

"Sean.  Come on, let's go.  I hear the dwarfs are remarkable creatures."

"Yes, the past isn't bad at ALL!"