"F-Father?" Robin was jarred from his sleep as he heard a meek voice entering his tent
"Wha-? Noire? What's the matter?" he forced himself awake as he noticed his eldest daughter looked distraught and terrified
"I…I can't sleep, I had a bad dream." Noire murmured looking ashamed at the reason she bothered her father's sleep
"Ah, are you ok? Do you need to talk about it?" he asked completely understanding of her situation
"No, I'm fine father but, I was wondering, can I sleep in your bed tonight? It'd really help me relax." Noire looked at her dad with puppy dog eyes, hoping he would say yes
"Well, I wouldn't mind, but I don't know about your mother." Robin looked over at his wife who surprisingly was in a deep sleep, dreaming about him no doubt
"I-It's fine, I'll explain to Mother tomorrow, I'm sure she'll understand." Noire looked adamant on the situation
"Alright then, if it'll make you feel better." Robin gave in but he knew he could never deny his daughters anything. He shifted over in his bed to let Noire in, hoping Tharja wouldn't wake up and see the sight of another woman in bed with Robin, even if it is just his daughter
"Oh thank you father!" Noire squealed as she climbed into bed
She didn't want to admit it, but having a bad dream wasn't the only reason Noire went into her parent's tent. She always had fond memories from her childhood of spending time with her parents. She remembered all the times when her mother would let her and Morgan help her with her various potions and other activities, when her father would teach the two of them tactics and hold small competitions to see who could outwit who. They were memories that held feelings she yearned for deeply. After Grima was awakened it felt like all the joy in her life was stripped away completely. Even with Morgan still around it wasn't the same as having her whole family with her. And now she was here, trying to stop that terror from occurring, with her Mother and Father next to her. She knew it was selfish, she knew she should be focused on stopping the Fell Dragon, but being with her parents again was such a comforting feeling that she needed to indulge herself once in a while.
She was taken away from her doldrums as she heard someone entering the tent. She was ready to grab whatever weapon was near her but stopped once she realized it was Morgan who stepped in.
"M-Morgan? What are you doing here?" she asked hiding her face in her blanket
"I came to ask you that big sis. Why are you in Father and Mothers bed?" Morgan was bewildered at what her big sister was doing
"Oh, this? I couldn't sleep; s-so I asked Father if I can stay here for the night…" Noire was still embarrassed, even in front of Morgan
"Huh, well, I don't want to be alone in our tent, so how about I join you?" Morgan asked cheerfully, already gesturing to Noire to make room for her
"W-Well, I don't know if Father or Mother would approve." Noire looked back at her dad who was already fast asleep again
"Oh come on, I'm sure it'll be fine, Mother and Father love us." Morgan crawled into bed beside her sister
"Yeah…they do." Noires thoughts drifted back to her memories of her family as she shut her eyes again
Noire and Morgan were suddenly pulled closer by their father as he subconsciously hugged them. It made Noire happy to know that even now their dad loved them just as much as he did in the future. Even Morgan had faint recollections of the way he spoiled them. Noire also remembered the way their mother cared for them as well. Admittedly she didn't show it much, but she still cared deeply for the two of them, and Noire knows that her mother in this time also loves them, she'd even admitted it, albeit once. Noire finally dozed off; content she was able to spend time with her family again.