Lon'qu is dying.
His blood from his chest wound mixes with the mud and rain, his body getting cold and not responding to move, but his consciousness still functions as he watches the wounded Khan Basilio takes one last stand against Walhart the Conqueror before he is cut down.
Now that their small force is all dead and they failed to stall Walhart's advance, Lon'qu contemplates and realizes he has many regrets. He regrets following Basilio's command to come with him. He regrets to continue fighting as his attacks are just scratches upon Walhart. But what he truly regrets is not spending much time with his family.
His beautiful and wonderful wife, Olivia. She sacrificed her dream of owning a theater in exchange of becoming a full-time house-wife, but she still performs dances to the folks in their small village. He will miss her hugs, blushes, warm smile and eyes when she greets him; her mesmerizing dances and singing that soothes his lonely soul; and her unconditional love for him.
And their son, Inigo. How Lon'qu regrets never spending quality time with his son, never plays and teaches him his fighting techniques. Nor he could see him grow into a fine man.
He will never see his family again.
'... So this is how it ends...' Lon'qu thought as his body is getting cold and tears mixing with the rain. '... Olivia... Inigo... Forgive me... For leaving so soon...'
With one last thought an image of his smiling wife and son, Lon'qu closes his eyes and breathes his last breath.
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The simple cottage feels so cold, colder than the snow storm brewing outside, as Inigo is tightly hugged by his mother, Olivia. He is speechless, his mother weeps and her heart broken. This happened when they received a three-month old, devastating news: Lon'qu, husband to Olivia and father to Inigo, has fallen. Worse, his body cannot be retrieved while the war rages on.
Inigo wants to weep for his father, but no tears formed on his eyes. For him, Father is a stranger. Inigo only remembers that Father is always away due to his duty as champion of the Head and West Khan, Basilio. After long months or years of absence, Father would unexpectedly come home at night. He would put a hand on Inigo's head to ruffle his hair before going to bed. And by morning, his back facing them as he leaves again.
Mother always praises Father every time Inigo asks about him. How brave and kind he is. How strong and talented he is. And how he looks just like him, which Inigo doubts nor could imagine if what Mother said are true. All Inigo knows is Father is a stranger to him.
But now he has no father, and hearing and seeing his mother cry, Inigo breaks down at last. He hugs his mother and cries with her, crying for Lon'qu, whom they'll never see again.
Hi! This story is inspired from reading other stories, and my love for the Lon'qu and Olivia pairing. Quite disappointed that there's a few stories (5) about this couple, mostly were about Lon'qu and Lissa/Cordelia (too mainstream, in my opinion.), and Olivia and Avatar/Chrom/OC. However, this story mainly focuses on Inigo, and my take on how he loses his parents.
I'm done writing this 6-chapter story. The other chapters will be posted soon, depending on my availability.
Hope you like this.