So I am attempting to re-write this to hopefully see if people like it more and to sort out my characterization of the characters. I considered just not continuing with the story, but I decided to try rewriting it after reading some constructive criticism.

If you think this is better, I'd appreciate it if you commented (you don't have to, but I'd just like to know if people prefer this to the old version) :) and if you didn't, I'd appreciate some constructive criticism (but no hate mail please :) I am only a person after all and I do have feelings :D )

"Corrin are you okay?"

She couldn't honestly answer that; she didn't even know herself. So much had happened since she abandoned her adopted family for her birth family, and she still wasn't sure if she had made the right choice. But she couldn't stay at Nohr. Not any more, after learning that everything she though she knew about her family was a lie.

They had recently escaped from the opera house, after Azura attempted to weaken the corrupt King Garon, who Corrin believed was her father for years. Now her Nohr siblings probably hated her and would never forgive her. Especially after Xander attempted to kill her when she chose Hoshido. All she wanted was to make peace between the two countries. She couldn't see why they couldn't team up and fight Garon and his fiends together as one strong army. She would never let her army know how torn she was feeling though. They looked up to her as a strong leader. If she was falling apart, then what would happen to the rest of the army? They would have no chance of defeating Garon. No, she couldn't let them know.

"I'm fine Silas" Corrin replied, hiding her true emotions behind a small smile she was giving her oldest friend. "We do need to keep moving though. I'm worried about any Nohrians following us." Silas shot a death glare at Corrin, but it softened when she corrected her phase to say "Hostile Nohrians".

Silas shouted to everyone, alerting them that we still needed to move before they could make camp. But suddenly, Corrin began to feel light headed and couldn't walk much further. She leaned next to a tree, hoping that the dizziness would pass by; soon black spots began to invade her vision and gravity pulled her to the ground. People noticed and crowded around her, calling her name. She didn't notice any of this. She could just feel her consciousness fading away from her.

She woke up in the Nohrian throne room, with no memory of how she got there or why she was there. Was it possible that it was all a dream?

She was kneeling on the luxurious red carpet, with her arms tightly bound together behind her back and two soldiers at her sides, holding her into place. She couldn't put up a fight, so she looked at the floor, not wanting to look any of her former family in the eye. King Garon stood from his throne and addressed her, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Corrin, you have betrayed Nohr and have committed crimes against your king and country. Do you deny this?"

She didn't want to reply; her eyes never moved from the spot on the carpet that she was staring at, which was now occupied by Garon's feet. He tightly grabbed her chin and forced her head up at an angle that she just couldn't avoid looking at him. She groaned quietly at the discomfort of Garon's armored gloves digging into the soft skin on her face. Garon was growing impacient and growled a little.

She sighed, defeated. Nothing could be done now. Hoshido had obviously lost and she had been captured by her enemy. The memory of the moment when he asked her to kill Kaze and Rinkah, which sparked something in her that made her spit in Garon's face defiantly. He made a sound of disgust and stormed back to his throne, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the spit of his face. Xander then made his was towards her which caused Corrin to helplessly look at him He slapped her across the face and then drew his sword, which caused her to panic and scream "BIG BROTHER!"

He looked at her, showing no mercy at all. "You're no sister of mine!"

She awoke, safe in her private quarters, causing Silas to jump in alarm. She sighed with relief when she realized she was safe and explained to Silas about her nightmare. He gave her a hug, telling her that she was safe and that he believed that she had passed out due to the amount of stress she was under lately; he carried her back here and wanted to be there when she woke up to make sure that she was completely okay.

This made Corrin feel a little guilty that she had no memory of their childhood together, and wondered whether that was deliberate or coincidental. She needed some fresh air; it was quite stuffy in her room, so she left to walk near the lake; letting Silas know that she didn't need anyone to accompany her and that she would rather be left alone with her thoughts.

The lake was glowing with the reflection of the silver full moon that was illuminating the night sky. The water was still and calm, which was just how Corrin wanted to feel. She sat down and gazed at the sky, wondering what she was going to do and why it was her that was given this impossible task, and not someone else. All she ever wanted was a normal life. Suddenly, she felt a knife at her throat and a hand grabbing her hair and forcefully pulling her head back. She couldn't see her attacker, but could easily guess who it was.

"If I were you, I wouldn't fight me, Little Princess."

It was Xander.