Note: I do not own Fire Emblem or its characters
Also, I was looking through my computer for clean up when I found this story. It's a complete story, 4 chapters long, but I've never uploaded it. Re-reading it, I figured out why, it wasn't that good. XD
Well, I spent time writing and completing it, I might as well share it. Enjoy (if you can XD). Well I consider the first chapter the best of the 4 at least. I'll upload the rest in due time.
Oh, the "Author:" notes were written down when I was writing the story. If there's going to be more, post-writing notes like this one, it'd be with "Note:", like this one.
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Author: A quick word of warning, this story WILL spoil the game, so if you haven't beaten the game's main story, well, I won't stop you from reading, just be weary of that fact. Also, I'm going to be jumping through and cutting short several scenes and actions so that I can focus on the story I want to tell, instead of retelling the game's story, so knowledge of the game's story will help out a lot.
Though I will be changing events, and I'll be using the game's script for many of the scenes, especially the support conversations. Oh, guess I'll put in the in-game chapters to give you guys a sense of timing with regards to the game's story.
The Avatar's name here will be Silver, after my favorite color.
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(During Chapter 7)
"Ngh!" Silver, pushes off the blade and strikes down the enemy before him. The Shepards were fighting an ambush on the mountain path next to a cliff, they were escorting Emmeryn to the safety of the palace. "Chrom! There's an archer coming in from the left! Virion, take down that weakened barbarian!"
Silver turned his head to the skies, anticipating a flying wyvern attack. But all he saw was a pegasus knight flying in their direction. He can't make out any details other than the glistening crimson hair flowing behind her. "Is that a friend?"
"Is that..." Phila, Emmeryn's bodyguard seemed to recognize the knight. "Gods, Cordelia?!"
"Cordelia?" Silver asks.
"She's one of my knights." Phila answers. "Young yet, but quite gifted. But she was stationed on the border... Why...? Oh, gods! Could it mean...?"
"A border guard out here?" Silver ponders.
"Look out!" Lissa yells.
Silver turns around to find a wyvern rider dive in at his position from the mountain side. He quickly casts a magic spell that hits the rider square on, though it didn't stop him. The rider dives with his beast and swings his axe. Silver just barely brought out his sword to block it, but the impact was great enough to knock is body into the air and over the cliff.
"Silver!" Lissa calls out.
Silver sees the path fly up above him, out of reach.
"I got you!" a young woman's voice hits his ear just as he feels his body land on something.
Silver's eyes met with hers momentarily.
"Are you alright? I'll take you back to the battle."
"Ah!" As if breaking out of a trance, the tactician shakes his head. "No wait, fly me higher."
"What?"
"Please." (That fall gave me an idea…)
The pegasus knight flew her steed above the battlefield.
"There!" The tactician launches magical balls of energy at the mountain wall, causing a rain of rocks to fall down below. Wyvern riders were knocked out of the sky and the enemy's land forces panicked, some of them were crushed.
"Chrom now!" Silver yelled from above.
The Shepards charged forward and effortlessly wiped out the remaining enemies, except one.
"You!" The ambush's leader flew up to Silver and the knight. "I'll splatter you across the canyon floor!"
The leader charged, Silver blasted him with magic. Two hits was not enough to stop him, the third magic ball fizzled out. "The tome is out of magic?"
The leader is readying his axe as the distance closes. Silver feels the steed he is riding rear up, ready to charge forward.
"Huh? What?"
"Haaa!" The red haired knight deflected the axe and mercilessly stabs her lance into the leader's chest.
The leader's body falls off his ride and crashes into the bushes below.
Silver notices a slight shiver on the knight's hand. Fear? Agony? He couldn't be sure, nor was there time to find out.
The red haired knight lands her steed gently next to Chrom and his counsel. She gets off hastily with Silver not too far behind. "Your Grace!" The knight stumbles, holding her side. She gets up quickly and resumes her path, but Silver notices a patch of red on the ground where she fell.
"My prince! Run! As far and fast as you can! More Plegians are coming, not a half day's march behind you!"
"Cordelia, what are you doing here?" Phila questions. "...Tell me the border remains secure!"
"That I could, milady! But it would be false... Gangrel himself led his might against us! The end was upon us when my knight-sisters begged me fly and warn the exalt... I should have stayed... I should have stayed! Ah, gods, I can still hear the screams..."
"Peace, Cordelia. You did your duty. The sisters rightly prized your youth. You've many years yet to keep their legacy alive."
"But I abandoned them! I'm weak... Their legacy deserves better."
"Sometimes fleeing takes the most courage. They knew that. Now pull yourself together. Let the faith they showed in you give you strength."
"Captain Phila, I... How can I go on like this? They were my...my family..." Cordelia breaks down onto her knees and begins to cry. "Gods... Oh, gods..."
Silver walks up behind her and offers her a handkerchief. "Here."
"T-thank you," Cordelia takes the napkin and uses it right away.
"You should have some of this too," Silver hands her an elixir.
"I-I don't need it," Cordelia shifts away unconsciously.
"Please, I know it's got a couple uses left, but at the very least don't ruin your beautiful hair with blood."
Cordelia blushes slightly and meekly takes the elixir. The knight pours the potion on her side, and it immediately heals her body. She gets up and dusts herself off.
"Cordelia," Phila addresses the knight. "You will stay here with Chrom."
"But, Captain-"
"I know your heart is heavy, but this is how it must be. Your knight-sisters will be with you in spirit, wherever you go."
"...May they give me strength. As you command, Captain. I will pray for your safety."
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(Before Chapter 8)
As the Shepards were preparing for war in Ferox. Cordelia was closely examining a javelin when she notices Silver and Vaike running into town full speed, then stopping for breath.
"I…" Silver pants hard. "Don't… see… it…"
"Means… we… lost it…"
*POW*
Silver punches Vaike as hard has his tired body could. Vaike's body hits the ground, with legs pointing upwards.
"You… deserve that…" Silver walks away as Vaike's legs fall down. He felt something dripping down his cheek and wipes it with his hand, it was blood. "It must've been from when I tripped and hit that rock." He tries to feel for the origin of the blood. "Ow! I used the last of the salve yesterday, but this cut still stings... What to do, what to do..."
"You're not out of salve," Cordelia approaches Silver. "I restocked your medical supplies this morning." She hands him a bottle of elixir.
"You did? Ah, that's great," Silver takes the bottle and splashes it on his head. Cordelia then hands him a handkerchief to wipe his face off with. "Thank you, Cordelia. You never miss a detail, do you?"
"I just like to stay on top of things. By taking stock of everyone's equipment, I know when anything needs replacing."
"Wait, you keep track of EVERYONE'S equipment?! ...All in your head?"
"Of course. Imagine the chaos if our potions and equipment ran out at the same time."
"...Gods. I can certainly see why everyone calls you a genius."
"Do not call me that!" Cordelia instinctively points the javelin at Silver.
The tactician raises his hands for mercy, "Oh, I'm sorry... I meant no offense."
Cordelia realizes what she was doing and quickly pulls her arm back. "...No, of course you didn't. Please forgive me." She begins to walk down the road with Silver walking beside her. "It's just that...my superiors called me that from the moment I joined the knights. It was so very hard sometimes... Little Lady genius, they called me. They teased and taunted me..."
"Oh..."
"They mocked me, too... My appearance, and my javelin technique..."
"Gracious! I had no idea members of the pegasus knights could be so spiteful... I assure you, when I called you a genius, I meant it only as a compliment."
"I know. I'm just overly sensitive, that's all."
"Well, if you ever need to talk, just let me know."
"Well, since you offered... What do you think of this javelin? I'm not sure about the balance, myself."
"Er, I meant if you ever need to talk about... Never mind."
Cordelia hands him the javelin.
"Hmm… it does feel slightly heavier on this end."
"Does it?"
"I can't be sure," Silver give the javelin back. "I'm more used to blocking lances than holding them. Actually… Why don't you try hitting me with that?"
"What? Are you serious?"
"Yeah," Silver draws his sword. "Hit me once with one end and then once with the other, then I'll tell you if I feel any difference."
"Then, I hope you're ready!"
Silver sits down on his bed. "Today was certainly full of interesting experiences." The moment he had with Vaike entered his mind. "Not all of them were good though." A small thud turns his head. "Oh, it's Cordelia's elixir. I forgot to give it back. Wait, it's empty? That was the last use? Strange. Hang on." Silver rummages through his pockets and pulls out a handkerchief. "These are the exact same items that I gave her before, I'm sure of it. She was holding on to them?"
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(During Chapter 10)
"Damn," Silver looks up the mountain path to see soldiers and barbarians charging at him. "They can stall us in these narrow paths or ambush as at the other end." He says while blasting magical attacks at the enemy. Most of them tanked the attacks and continued their charge until they were struck down by Virion's arrows or Miriel and Ricken's own magical attacks. "Tch, my magic isn't good enough anymore."
"Keeping fighting boy!" Basilio roars as he smashes some enemy soldiers. "Our only option is to push through!"
"I know!" Silver draws his sword. "Vaike! You're with me! Frederick, once we clear the way, you, Sully and Stahl will break through and keep the other end clear of enemies."
"Right!"
Silver and Vaike tore through the mountain path, cutting down any foe that approached, while Virion, Miriel and Ricken provided cover fire. Frederick, Sully and Stahl charged ahead to the other end and quickly dealt with the enemies stationed there.
"Let's move!" Basilio yelled at the rear guard, everyone broke off from combat and ran up the mountain as arrows and magic covered their escape.
Silver watched intently to make sure that no one was left behind. He had to be sure that no one else dies this day-
"Look out!" a young woman's voice reaches his ear.
Silver looks up, he sees a red haired pegasus knight ram a wyvern rider into the mountainside. The pegasus knight pulls away from the wall and both the wyvern and its rider crumble to the ground.
"Dammit boy!" Basilio screams at him. "Yo! Redhead! Take him to the skies, keep him safe up there! I'll deal with whatever's left down here."
"Understood!" Cordelia swoops down and pulls Silver up onto her mount.
"Cordelia, I'm-"
"Don't say anything," The young woman cuts him off. "Just do your job and leave your life to me."
"R-right, thank you."
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(After Chapter 10)
The Shepards and the Feroxi army are readying themselves for another battle against Plegia. Silver can feel his magical power becoming obsolete and thus turned his focus to swordsmanship. But his sparring partner attacked with such force that the tactician hit the ground.
"Ah!" Silver reached for his sword, but a blade was quickly pointed at his face.
"I'm impressed," Lon'qu noted as he dropped his sword and offered a hand. "You lasted three times longer than our last bout."
"It's not really all that impressive considering how short it is," Silver responded a little sadly while taking Lon'qu's hand and stood up.
"You learn fast," the swordsman complimented. "I look forward to when you will provide me a decent challenge." Lon'qu walks away from the field.
"Er... thanks, I guess?" Silver scratches the back of his head. "His fighting style is surreal, all that speed..."
"Silver!" a young woman's voice interrupted the tactician's thoughts.
Silver turns around and sees Cordelia headed towards him. She was holding some kind of javelin.
"Look, I crafted a new javelin based on your feedback."
"You MADE one?" Silver's jaw dropped.
"Er, yes?" Cordelia answers bluntly.
"As in, you forged it yourself?" Silver made small hand motions, as if to mimic a blacksmith's hammer, then twists a pair of invisible pole together. "You didn't assemble it...from a kit, or something?"
"No..." Cordelia moves closer so that Silver can have a better look at the weapon. "I cut a sapling, fashioned a grip, and hammered the point in the forge. I suppose I could have waited around for the javelin fairy, but she's so unpredictable. Here, look." The red haired knight pointed to the shaft. "See the pattern on the shaft? It's my own design. ...Well? What do you think?"
"I think that I wasn't expecting you to go and fashion a whole javelin from scratch! You really ARE a genius!"
"I beg your pardon?"
"Oh, I... Sorry. I know you're sensitive about that word. I take it back. Anyway, I'm glad I was able to help. If there's anything else I can do..."
"Heh, Silver, you are far too kind!" Cordelia smiles serenely. "Why, if I... N-no, wait." Her face becomes stern, yet flushed. "We can't be doing this. People will get the wrong idea!"
"Doing what? What wrong idea?"
"If you're so kind to me all the time, people will start to think..." Cordelia turns away to hide her reddening face. "We're friends."
"...Oh. I thought you were going to say something else..." Silver scratches his head. "Er, but why would that be so bad?" Silver shimmies around to try and take a look at Cordelia's face, but she turns away every time. "We are friends...aren't we?"
"D-do you think so?!" Cordelia's head perked up and turns to Silver, though it had already started to regain its original colors. "Truly?"
"Of course. Why not?" Silver answers happily, without hesitation.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess..." Cordelia wipes something from one of her eyes. "I guess I grew accustomed to not having any. I was the youngest recruit in the pegasus knights. All of my comrades were veterans. There was no one whom I could truly call my 'friend.'"
"That's...so very sad."
"Oh, well as I said, I grew accustomed to it. Besides, I did have my pegasus to talk to. Even if the chats were a bit one sided..."
"Heh, I guess they would be..." Silver smiles at the thought. "Oh, by the way."
"Hmm?"
"When we were at the audience chamber, I couldn't find you."
"Y-you were looking for me?"
"Of course, everyone else was there. And there was a noticeable lack of bright red. It's a shame too, I was waiting to hear your voice there."
"H-huh?"
"Yeah, everyone had an inspirational one liner. I wanted to hear yours, but it never came."
"W-were you really on the lookout for me?"
"I was looking so hard that I noticed Kellam…"
"Oh…"
"Yeah…"
"I…" Cordelia looks down, embarrassed. "I don't know what to say…"
"It's alright, how about you think up an inspirational one liner. You don't need to say it now but I'll be waiting to hear it. I should start getting ready."
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(Before Chapter 11)
The Shepards are about to enter the decisive battle against Plegia and the morning is abuzz with preparation. Silver looks around the camp in search of a certain red haired knight.
"Gregor!" Silver calls out to a familiar companion. "I know you're kind of busy right now, but have you seen Cordelia?"
"How much you pay Gregor? Ha ha ha. I just joking. Is right behind you," Gregor points.
"Huh?"
"Silver!" a certain voice catches his attention. It was the very same person that he was looking for, and she was happily making her way to him. "Guess what? I showed my new javelin to everyone in camp. They were all so complimentary! Thank you again for the help."
"Don't thank me!" Silver waved his hands. "You're the one who went out and learned smithery. I'm just glad it all worked out. If only those pegasus knights could see you now!"
"Heh, perhaps they are looking on from the afterlife."
"Eh, the afterlife?"
"Yes, if you believe in such things." Cordelia notices some confusion in Silver's eyes. "...You do know the story, don't you? How my fellow knights gave their lives so I could escape and warn your party?"
"Gracious, no! I mean, I knew that some of them... I just..." Silver struggled for words. "I didn't think those were the same knights who..." He gave up and bowed apologetically. "I'm sorry. I didn't fully understand until this moment."
"That's all right. I suppose how I put things is partly to blame."
"So despite all the teasing, they loved you enough in the end to die for you?"
"I was surprised, too! It turns out they'd pretty much decided I was the future. The insults and so forth were just the usual hazing of a new recruit." Cordelia sniffed and wiped a tear out of one of her eyes. "My only regret is... I wish we'd had more time to...get to know each other. I only learned...how much they loved me...in those last, awful moments..." Cordelia's legs seemed to give way and the tactician catches her. They both drop to their knees.
"Cordelia..." Silver handed her a very familiar handkerchief.
The knight uses it to wipe her face. "R-right, then. Enough self-pity. I don't want to try your patience. ...But I must say, it does feel good to get this off my chest."
Silver positions himself to look into Cordelia's eyes."I understand now why you don't like to be called a genius."
"You do?"
"Remember how upset you got the first time I called you that? I thought it reminded you of a sarcastic insult, but in fact it was the opposite. When your comrades sacrificed themselves for you, you realized that they meant it."
Cordelia turns away shyly. "You're rather clever yourself, working all that out on your own."
Silver scratches his head and lets out a small nervous laugh. "Not clever, no. Just blessed with the kind of insight close friends share. Because I AM a close friend now, and I'll always be here for you."
Cordelia started to tear up, but she quickly wiped them away. "Oh, Silver...Th-thank you."
Silver smiles at her. He waits for her to compose herself.
"Haw haw haw, is touching scene. Gregor almost cry."
"W-what?!" Cordelia jump up in surprise, Silver followed slowly.
"Do not worry, Gregor not say anything. For a price. Haw haw haw, is joke! Why you look at Gregor like that?"
"Could you please leave us now?" Silver asks.
"Okay sir," Gregor leaves while the tactician and the knight looked at each other awkwardly, then turned away from each other, blushing.
"Is there…" Cordelia begins. "Is there something that you wanted?"
"Yes, it's about the next battle," Silver starts. "But if you don't want to talk about it now, I can understand."
"No, no, it's alright." Cordelia turns to look at him, he's still turned away. "What is it that you need? Am I going to play an important role?"
Silver scratches his cheek. "In a way…" Silver clears his throat. "Listen, in the next battle, I need to make sure that the strategy succeeds. But I'll also need a much better view of the whole field, which means I have to be in the sky. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I leave my life in your hands, will you take it?" Silver holds out a hand.
Cordelia's face flushed almost as red as her face. Her hand reached for his, but she hesitates. Nervously shaking, she drops her hand onto his. "Alright. In the next battle, your life is mine."
"And probably beyond that."
"Did… did you just say something?"
"N-no… ahaha…" Silver laughs nervously. "Let's get ready then."
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(During Chapter 11)
"Silver, our frontlines are falling back," Cordelia points out what she's observing.
"I know, that's the idea."
"What?"
"Other than Chrom and Frederick, our center troops consist of some of our more fragile forces. Which means in order to avoid casualties, they have to battle defensively."
"Defensively?" Cordelia turns her head to give him a confusing look. "How will battling defensively help us here?"
"As the enemy forces focus on attacking our weak center, our sidelines, which consists of our stronger fighters, will hold firm."
"Then once the enemy has pushed our center back far enough, our stronger side forces will flank them, effectively surrounding the enemy."
"That's it exactly! I'm surprised I didn't have to explain it to you all that much."
"You underestimate me," Cordelia smiles.
"I guess I do," Silver laughs nervously. "Sorry about that."
"There's no need," Cordelia looks back at the battlefield. "I'm actually more amazed that you could think up such a simple yet effective strategy."
"This one plays on the Mad King's arrogance, I had hoped to get him over confident enough to be surrounded with his troops."
"It looks like you succeeded," Cordelia notes.
"He needs to move in a little bit more before we spring it."
"Hold on!"
"What? Whoa-!"
Cordelia directs the pegasus away from some wyvern riders headed their way.
"My magic may be weak, but this wind tome should even the odds." Silver turns around and tries firing magical energy at the three incoming pursuers. It took several blasts to take out one of the riders.
"That's going to take too long," Cordelia turns her steed around and pulls out a lance. "I'm attacking."
"Get in between them," Silver readies his magic. "We can get them both."
"Roger!" Cordelia has her pegasus charge forward.
The wyvern riders fly towards them as fast as they could. Silver blasts a magic ball in between them to create space and disorient the riders. Cordelia stabs one of the riders with enough force to push him off, Silver used a close ranged magic blast to blow away the other rider. Cordelia slows her steed after they pass through. The wyverns themselves manage to recover in the air, but they fly off on their own.
"It's time," Silver looks at the progress of the battle. "Let's go."
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"My lord!" one of the Plegian soldiers addresses the mad king. "Our forces are surrounded! They'll be upon us soon!"
"What do you mean surrounded?" the mad king angrily asks. "We're destroying their forces! Did they get more?"
"T-they didn't sir. Their sidelines just started moving towards us."
"This was all a trap?!" the mad king notices a pegasus knight flying around the sky. Behind the knight was a robed figure. "That tactician! Archers! Aim all your arrows at that enemy tactician. If I can't win, I'll make sure Ylisse doesn't either."
"Gangrel!" Chrom screams across the field, over the roar of battle.
"Come, princeling! I've sharpened my sword just for you!"
"Whoa-!" Silver hangs onto Cordelia as the pegasus suddenly rears up and neighs loudly. "What's happening?"
"Just hang on tight!" Cordelia directs the pegasus away as a swarm of arrows narrowly miss them. "Ngh! There's too many!" Cordelia tries to maneuver around the hail of arrows.
"Let me try something," Silver fires a wind ball at the next bunch of arrows. The wind explodes and scatters many of the projectiles out of their trajectory.
Cordelia steers around to avoid the remaining arrows. "I'll get us out of here. Just try to stop as many as you can." There's a sound of impact behind her. Cordelia turns around and sees and arrow lodged into Silver's chest. "Silver?!"
Silver had a shocked look on his face as he turned to Cordelia. His body went limp momentarily and fell off the pegasus.
"Silver!" Cordelia directs her winged horse to turn around.
Silver hits the sand hard and rolls down a hill. His body lay sprawled at the bottom of a dune. "D-damn…" feeling pain all over his body, Silver got up slowly, but he collapsed on his rear. He sees the half broken arrow on his chest. He forcibly pulls it out of his person, then he reaches inside his robes to pull out a magical tome with hole piercing through half of the book. "Well, this tome's useless now." He tosses it aside onto the sand. He pushes through his pain and draws his sword, flinching at the sudden sharp pain in his arm. Across the field he can see a battalion of enemy reinforcements headed his way.
"Silver!" Cordelia yells out to him.
"Cordelia! Get away! There's too many of them!"
"I'm not leaving without you!"
"If you take me you won't be able to fly away fast enough!"
"I don't care!"
"Cordelia-! Huh?" Silver notices the enemy army suddenly stopping. Several of them dropped their weapons and fled.
"The Mad King has fallen!" somebody yells out across the sand, a roar of victory follows.
"Heh, Chrom did it," Silver smiles as he lets his body fall back to the ground. He lay on the sand staring at the sky. "Ahahaha… I thought I was going to die back there."
"Don't say that," a woman with shining red hair stand over him, with a look of concern on her face.
"Cordelia…" Silver sits up. "Why didn't you leave? If Chrom didn't defeat the Mad King then and there, we both would've died."
"Y-your gave me you life, I'm responsible for making sure that you live. And… you said that you'd always be there for me. Was that a lie?!"
"No! It wasn't a lie! I really want to be with you. It's just…" Silver scratches his head furiously, while his face reddened hard. "Arrrgh! I can't believe I just said that." Silver falls back onto the sand. "I can't think right now… I need a rest…"
Cordelia sits down right next to him silently and looks at the skies, smiling.
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(After Chapter 11)
The Shepards returned to Ylisse. Peace has started to return to the land, though there is a lot of that still needs to be done. One early morning Silver is woken up by a certain pegasus.
"Huh?" Silver's eyes adjusted to the night. "You're… Cordelia's pegasus, aren't you? What are you doing here?"
The horse shakes its head as if to direct him to a direction.
"I don't get it, are you trying to tell me something? Where's Cordelia?"
The pegasus starts to walk away.
"Hey, wait!" Silver put on appropriate clothing, he frisked himself to make sure had everything he wanted to bring. There was one item in particular he absolutely make sure he had, a ring, made with the finest gold he could afford and decorated with a line of rubies circling around the center.
Silver rushed out after the winged mane. The horse was leading him to a steep mountain path, where it stopped and waited for him. "What are we doing here?" Silver looks around and sees nothing interesting, and the horse did nothing but wait. When Silver tried to walk back, the pegasus stopped him. "Oookay…"
Rustling bushes catches Silver's ear. He turns around and spots Cordelia, in full armor and holding her custom made javelin, walking up the path.
"Cordelia? What is she doing here? Wha-hey!" Silver is nudged from behind by the pegasus. The horse pushes him again. "Whoa… you want me to follow her?"
The hose nodded, it then nudges him onward.
"I'm going, I'm going." Silver follows Cordelia up the step path.
Cordelia reaches the top of the cliff and looks at the skyline. The sun had begun peeking though the distant hills and mountains, bathing the land in a radiant morning glow.
"Wha-!" some rocks slipped behind her and there was a large thud. "Oof… ow!"
Cordelia turns around to see Silver sprawled on the ground covered in dirt and pebbles.
"Silver?"
"Ahehe…" Silver smiles nervously. "Hi Cordelia. What are you doing?"
"I'm going to see how far I can throw my homemade javelin!" Cordelia answers as Silver picks himself up and dusts himself off.
"From the top of this cliff?! You'll never see it again!"
"That's the idea," Cordelia inspects the javelin closely. "Seeing it only reminds me of my fallen comrades. If I'm ever going to be the knight they hoped I'd be, I have to let go of the past."
Silver sees the determination on her face. "...I daresay you're right."
"So, here goes," Cordelia gets into position. "ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEE!" She makes one big step forward and throws the javelin with all her might.
As if the javelin tore through the sky, a shooting star streaked through the stars.
"Woah, what a throw!" Silver leaned forward with a hand above his eyes. "That javelin sailed like the wind! You really are a geniu-" Silver stopped himself. "Er, you are skilled at many things."
"Oh, it's all right," Cordelia lets out a sigh of relief. "I'm not going to get upset about that word anymore." She turns to Silver and smiles. "And I promise not to collapse weeping into your arms ever again!"
"Oh, er..." Silver scratches the back of his head. "Right. Ha ha!" His face began to turn red. "I'd forgotten about that..."
"Silver, are you blushing?" Cordelia teased. "Don't tell me you've fallen for me!"
"Er, actually..." Silver's face reddened even more.
"Hee hee," Cordelia giggles. "Just a joke."
"I know, but... Um... You were right."
Cordelia was momentarily stunned at the response. "...Ah, I get it! Trying to get me back? Ha ha. Good one, Silver!"
"No...I'm not joking. In fact I've never been more serious. And to prove it...here." Silver drops to one knee and presents to her the ring.
"Oh, heavens," Cordelia was taken aback by what she saw. The gold reflected the morning sun's radiant glow and the line of rubies at the center shined brilliantly. "It's... It's a ring."
"Will you marry me, Cordelia?"
"Why, SIlver... The thing is..." Cordelia initially struggled for words, however she knew what she wanted and decided to just let it out. "Yes! Oh yes, with all that I am! I accept with all my heart!"
"Truly?!" Silver's face beamed below her. "Th-that's wonderful! Oh, Cordelia, you've made me so happy!"
Cordelia kneels beside him. "Not half as happy as you've made me!" She places her hands on his chest and looks into his face.
"Thank you. I thought nothing could warm my heart again. I shall love you above all others, for the rest of my days."