In Regina Ferox, not one member of the Shepherds was unbroken, Emmeryn was the guiding light for the a new age, now another blood stain in the castle courtyard. Aside from her siblings, only one's sorrows trumped all others, Robin. Collapsed on the floor in his room in the house of the Khan. His tombs and robe scattered on the ground and bed. One thought course inside his mind.
"Chrom, Lissa, Frederick, Ylisse Forgive me. I have failed." He cried.
Throughout the hour every member had knocked on the door attempting to get him downstairs to eat. All had failed. But three things kept his knack for strategy running, redemption, forgiveness and revenge. Suddenly the final piece to perfect his strategy hit his head. Rushing down to the halls where the siblings and friends mourned, missing his robe, with a red face from crying. Everyone was immediately drawn towards Robin, because of his appearance, due to his more cold and professional demeanor.
"I-" He attempted to speak before having to regain his demeanor. "I'm sorry. But I know how to stop the king who committed this atrocity." He announced before taking a seat next to Chrom, Basilio and Flavia and began to give orders.
"We create a wall in the shape of a triangle leading into his personal army. We gradually push inward. Flavia and Basilio, you two lead the west and east sides and push forward. Chrom and myself will handle the south." He ordered. " Chrom, I know I failed you, but I promise I will make this right. After Plegia is defeated, I will step down from being tactician. I will not let another royal life be lost because of my poor planning." He told.
"What? No! You can't! It was my fault." Cried Chrom.
"The both of you stop! The mad king was willing to do anything to get her dead, she would have died with or without the Emblem. He was insane." Shouted Flavia. Her remark got them to stop, but their choice was unchanged. They both remained unaware as the soldiers comforted Chrom's sister. Stahl, her closest male friend not denied to see her by her best friend Maribelle was talking to her in soothing words telling her that it will be okay. Maribelle stroked her head and spoke the same words while Fredrick sat silent occasionally chiming in while Vaike and Sully trained to no end avoiding Sully's fiance, Virion arrows flinging from his killer bow, everyone else was training to prepare for the last fight, or sat around numb, from the horrors of this war.
Done, I had an idea after reading some fanfics and wanted to tell my tale of the aftermath of chapter 9, and in between the two year jump. Well I need sleep. Night!