Disclaimer: Fire Emblem rightfully belongs to Nintendo, however... We can all agree, as with the rest of my deliciously evil Yandere fics, the main male protagonist belongs exclusively to the main female protagonist...

Also, my first Fire Emblem Fic, so be gentle and please consider it lightly connected with the source material as I'm bound to make continuity errors!

- Corrin - Time: 15:00 - Camilla's Quarters - Castle Krakenburg/Nohr.

Three days...

Just three days. That's just how long it's been since I tried to leave the wide world that I knew along with everyone in it behind according to the bedside calender near me.

I can't believe that I slept for that long in the first place, was I comatose and unresponsive for all that time?

My desision for wanting to run far away from everything isn't particularly noble, I admit that first and foremost but I couldn't remain in Nohr... The eroding guilt was too much for me. Despite my guilt ridden conscience begging and pleading for me to remain for the sake of my friends and my adoptive silbings.

I really had no other reason to, whatever had been pulling my adoptive Father's strings is dead as dust, Xander had been rightfully crowned King of Nohr to mine and everyone's combined joy but most importantly...

The bloody and brutal War had been won, in Nohr's favor.

I'm still not completely happy with the final end result, but I doubt that I never truly could be. That's nonsensical but I can't grieve over the past excessively.

I decided on the impossible, blood between bonds. In the end, I felt compelled to repay the gentle kindness that my adoptive family members had spared me during my imprisonment in the Northern Fortress and vowed to free them all from Garon's accursed evil grasp from the inside, while gaining answers to my many questions that'd be impossible to obtain as an enemy of Nohr and to quell any potential opportunities for violence against my real birth family...

I had limited success with that, if you could even say that.

When I think about it... When I compare the massive deathtoll of the brave people that I knew in my life and the lost souls that I could have known, I wonder if it all was really worth it in the end...

Especially now.

Because I'm firmly shackled by the wrists against my older sisters luxurious double bed, currently nursing one nightmarish throbbing headache from hell that continues to haunt me, since I only recently woke up.

Believe me, I was immensely surprised by this unexpected turn of events and very frustrated by them. I had informed everyone in the castle about my temporary departure from Nohr to the wider outside world, everyone aside from Camilla.

I can't believe how utterly foolish I had been by purposefully avoiding her in the past, I should have known that she'd take my actions alot differently than what I intended them to be, regardless of my reasons for the avoidance.

Jakob, Felicia and the rest of my royal retainers, no, my dearly beloved friends were practically rendered catatonic from the raw shock as I told them but they all eventually snapped out of it to request that they accompany me, I politely declined as they'd be alot more useful to the new beauitful future that Nohr had under my eldest brother.

I see that wasn't exactly something of an brilliant idea now as I can hardly move in these shackles, they're long enough for me to shift and move around freely but I cannot make it past the bedroom's jarring confines, trust me on this I've tried prior.

The bedroom itself is nicely decorated as expected, it's beauitfully designed and abit chilly. From what I can tell, Camilla must have moved me into her personal private quarters under the cover of total darkness during the night that I left for new lands and hid me away in secret without drawing attention to herself thus I can't hope that anyone will actually find me whom isn't already siding with Camilla, but hopefully I can have some form of social interaction with other people.

Else I severely doubt my sanity will be able to last in bitter isolation.

Camilla had always been extremely protective of me, whenever I was crying upset or spending my time brooding alone in the Northern Fortress... She'd comfort me without even being asked by squeezing tightly and not letting go until I stopped whatever childish action I was previously doing and Xander kept my spirits up by training me almost every day so I could finally rejoin my other siblings in the main castle, but I think she's squeezing too tightly now.

I can hardly breathe as it is, I can't deny that there's always been apart of myself that's adored Camilla's motherly mannerisms, Ioneliness went as quick as it came, but even that persona isn't enjoying this treatment.

Camilla's fierce grip on my lifestyle doesn't end there, she took me by surprise before this all started, I didn't have time to defend myself at all when I saw Camilla's admittedly terrifying Wyvern descend down unto my vulnerable fragile sailing boat as I just left Nohr's oceanic borders behind me, then as I remember it, everything went completely black as the freezing cold water struck me violently before proceeding to swallowing me whole and the sound of wooden structures being torn apart filling my ears as the ocean water did the same with the rest of my body...

Camilla's everpresent motherly kindness is one of the numerous reasons for why I've played along with this since my delayed awakening in the room, why I haven't made a desperate attempt for escape from my glided cage, because I could if I wanted...

Least if I still had the Dragonstone on my person, but Camilla's probably keeping personal possession of it.

I can't risk going berserk from losing control over myself and accidentally harming somebody. If I hurt Elise during my escape then I probably couldn't forgive myself for it.

I've got enough that I can't forgive myself for as it is, I don't want anymore regrets to fill my silenced mind during my quiet time.

My current attire thankfully aren't my ruined regal set but instead comfortable Nohrian styled pyjamas, I can see that there's piles of empty soup bowls residing messily on the table near side of the bed. That explains why I haven't felt starvation's familar presence, but Camilla is nowhere to be seen.

Just where exactly has she been sleeping since she confined me up here, I hope Camilla hasn't slept in the same place that I've been stuck but that's the logical option... It's the only viable option.

This whole situation scares me abit, alot actually. Whatever deluded madness drove her to take such surprising actions against me, instead of merely talking it out with me doesn't put me at ease in the slightest, I can't help nor stop myself from worrying for Camilla's mental health. Then again, her feelings must have been hurt tremendously by my selfish intention of leaving Nohr behind me, but she needs to eventually acknowledge that I'm not as fragile nor helpless and powerless as I previously was!

She can stop doting on me, It's getting quite annoying!

I can't restrain my thoughts but wonder what Xander and the others will do if they discover that I never really left Nohr as I intended. Yet, looking at it realistically Leo and Elise are my only hopes, Xander's been unreasonably busy with the tedious royal affairs of Nohr after becoming it's monarch.

From what I heard, he's enjoying himself quite abit as if it's the role that he been desiring all throughout his life.

Alright, come on Corrin... Let's do this! We've been waiting patiently in his constricting room for long enough, let's just escape from these rusty shackles and take life by the horns, then we can leave Nohr behind without anything holding us back!

"Hrrrn...!" I groan loudly from the rising strain, powerfully throwing my tired arms forward to try and break the connecting chains confining me to this room... I do not wish to be apart of whatever Camilla has planned for me. I can practically feel whatevers holding me down gradually becoming loose...

Just abit more, final stretch...!

Then, as if noticing my ill-fated escape attempt from the luxurious prison, I am forced to recoil and stop swiftly else find myself in one uncomfortable situation as the door knob twists notably with an audible sound that sents me spiralling back to the back of the bed, I decide to behave as if I was still trapped in the realm of dreams... Incase Camilla enters as I've got the feeling that she won't disclose any information, if she's under the assumption that I'm sleeping still.

Laying down on the bed, closing my eyes shut. I hear footsteps slowly approach towards me, soon they're practically ontop of my body... Metaphorically speaking anyway.

A gentle womanly hand caresses my face lovingly as I can't help myself from instinctively shuddering slightly in response despite the sensation being comforting to me. Whomever it is, brushes some of the abstract hair on my face away from me.

"Corrin, my dearest. You can't begin to imagine..." As I thought, it's Camilla's voice that I'm currently listening to. She hasn't stopped stroking my face and I can sense that she's drawing closer near me, her deep breath is tickling my nose abit.

"...How deeply sorry I am for doing this, but I couldn't imagine my life without you in it." Hatred isn't an particular emotion that I openly relish nor enjoy, especially after the conflict between Nohr and Hoshido so even now I am unable to make any form of significant grudge against my overly clingy elder sister aside from mere frustration with the irritationality of her frantic actions plus she's made her remorse more than obivious.

"Above everything else in my bleak lonely life, I treasure you, the most... I love my family more than anything. That's why I couldn't let you leave me..." Camilla's words strike several deep emotional cords in me but I can't help feeling abit frightened by them, deciding that pretending to sleep has gone on quite enough and staying like this after I've been pretty much comatose for the total span of three days is extremely cruel on Camilla.

She's been absolutely worried sick for me by the sound of voice, it's unfocused and shaky with underlying fear.

"Camilla, is that what you--" I open my eyes, staring straight into her own but before I know it, they're closed tight and soon I understand why they are as my questioning words are swiftly cut off without mercy. My quivering lips are also suddenly stopped dead in their tracks as they're being pressed firmly against Camilla's own pleasantly delicate pair as my facial features begin glowing brightly crimson.

The awkward passionate kiss between us lasts more than few seconds, I can't process the situation at all as I constantly alternate from shly returning the surprise kiss with vigor and then staying completely still. We're siblings, this can't be happening...

This isn't proper nor normal, Camilla!

My crazy elder sister however has shifted from her former position, calmly standing near the side of the bed, straight to being virtually ontop of me on the bed itself, breathing in my scent with deep shallow breaths from her nose as the chaimail of her seductively designed light armor rattles. She's tightly gripping my pyjama shirt from both sides with her hands, pulling me even more closer into her busom with each second that passes.

I can't struggle in the slightest degree as I'm still very much bound to the bed by the l shackles, rampant perpetual confusion begins to overtake my clearly confused mind as Camilla and her terrifyingly accurate senses begin to fade back into reality then upon discovery that I'm actively concious and very much aware of my surroundings, she thankfully removes her warmed up hands from the vice grip on my pyjamas and wastes no time sliding them unto my blushing face with desperate eyes filled with barely restrained passion accompanied by a overly pleased yet shocked smile.

"C- Corrin, dear. You're finally awake?! Oh... This is wonderful news as I've so worried about you, I should tell the others--" Whaa... Ooh, this is the greatest! As soon as she informs everyone else and releases me, I can finally depart from Nohr without worrying about Camilla's own thoughts on it.

Everything should be resolved, perfect!

"Yet. On second thoughts, darling..." Camilla's sudden unexpected change of heart and tone violently snaps me straight from my heightened state of jovial emotion and my steadily begins to increase my heart rate drastically to the point, I can barely withhold a notable audible gasp caused by my subtle underlying fear of her intentions.

"If our siblings knew about us here, then they'd try and separate you from me..." As if sensing their presence, Camilla breaks away from my line of sight as she intently glares at the doorway before reverting straight back to me with a sincere gentle expression.

"Unreasonably sending you away from my comforting warmth, you wouldn't survive in the horrific outside world without your big sister to keep you safe, Corrin~" How... How'd this happen in the first place, is this just my fault? Or was this always going to happen if I left Nohr anyway? Camilla wasn't this worse, she's completely on another level than before, there should be something that I can do--

Huh...? There's a small potion bottle resting in securely in Camilla's grasp, what's that for?

Camilla's left hand had dived into her exposed cleavage and fished it out, she's madly giggling with crimson completely overlapping her facial area and I have an extremely awful feeling about this.

"Well, aren't you naughty? Peeking at your big sister whilst she reaches for your medicine, love~" Amongst the several that have already struck me, another crashing wave of confusion hits me as the word "Medicine" reaches my pointed ears, why do I require medicine when I'm perfectly fine?

"...Medicine?! Camilla, you're seeing things all wrong... Please, listen to my words! You must call Leo and Elise, they can help me!" My vocal tone is formal and polite, however it's clearly loud and frustrated. The raw frustration in my voice slowly dies as Camilla surprises me with a wordless gesture by drinking the unknown mixture from the bottle entirely but I can tell that she hasn't swallowed it from sight alone...

The reason why she hasn't, comes in the form of Camilla's fingers pressing themselves firmly against the edges of my nose, immediately forcing me to open my mouth wide open to draw breath as she takes swift advantage of my helplessness to shove her lips then tongue once more unto my own and inside my mouth, sensually exchanging the medicine with another deep lustful kiss as I struggle and struggle...

...But nothing happens.

It takes only several minutes until I begin experiencing the side effects, it's a form of muscle relaxant... Damnit. It's drastically reduced my formerly solid ability to pull away from her-- As she intended since Camilla hasn't stopped pampering me in the final minutes that it finally took complete hold of me, softly squeezing with her clingy arms wrapped tightly across my shaking waist and her chest cuddling up against my weak torso.

"Once we're done here, Corrin. Why don't we spend a fortnight together between the two of us over at that Spa, doesn't that thought excite you?" I can hardly hear Camilla, I think whatever she drugged me with, has reached my head along with the reminder of my nervous system... Everything is gradually getting alot more dark, I doubt I'll be able to remain concious... Least, not for much longer.

Camilla... You shouldn't be like this!

This isn't who you are, I know you better than this!

You can't... Do this...

Do.. Th..

"You don't need to worry about anything anymore, Corrin... Because you're big sister will take extra special care of you~"

As before, I have twenty chapters planned for this along with chapters detailing the perception of the other members of the Nohr Royal Family plus several retainers, but I assure you that this'll mainly invole !MCorrin and !Yandere Camilla's involvement, emotionally and VERY intimately.

Hope you enjoyed and lemme how what you think, amigos! My Overlord fic has made some personal records, so I hope that this'll be something special too!

Who's excited for Camilla focused chapters, cuz this guy is!

And I'm the Author!