Chapter 1:

Friendships and Post-War Time

Priam let out a sigh, one of relief and of longing. He was just recently brought on by Chrom to be in the Shepherds with the intent of slaying the Fell dragon: Grima. He was relieved to be alive, surely nothing makes you feel so alive as defeating a god itself. But therein lay the trouble, all of the fighting was over, and he would return to his little island off the coast of Valm. Sure, there would be a celebration in Ylisse for the victory, but he would say his goodbyes, and journey back to Valm with less than he anticipated.

What had he anticipated? He longed for more glorious battle as he glanced on Ragnell to see that the blood of Grimleal still fresh from their fight on the back of that monstrous behemoth. He wanted more to do with his life, more Risen to fight, more soldiers to train, the thought of a family-

Wait! Were did that thought come from? Priam thought. He was a warrior unbound by earthly emotions such as love, at least, he hoped so. He thought more on the subject and came to the conclusion that having an heir to pass Ragnell on to wouldn't be so bad. Preferably a boy, though having a girl like Lucina that was strong in her own right wouldn't be so bad. He didn't think often of death, but war will occasionally make you think crazy things and this wasn't the first time he had thought of an heir.

His thoughts on the matter were put to the side as Chrom gave his victory speech to the Shepherds. Chrom deserved to relish this moment, it was his destiny to put Grima back to sleep. As Chrom was talking, he glanced around at his new comrades in arms. Robin wore a face of worry and sorrow, but was quickly comforted by his wife, Cordelia, in a strong embrace. Kellam cheered in the back louder than any other shepherd, but for some odd reason, no one seemed to notice. This always made Priam confused on the matter of Kellam's 'lack of prescience'. He told Priam that many people overlook him, but he wasn't sure why because he had absolutely no problem finding him. Priam then noticed Basilio pull a wineskin from what appeared to be thin air, the man knew when an opportune time to drink was, and this was as good as any other.

He then noted Say'ri, holding her Killing Edge just above her head in a triumphant pose. While Priam held respect for many of Chrom's shepherds, the one he respected the most in the entire army was Say'ri. She was one of the only people to try to unite the Resistance against Walhart. She was hounded by Walhart's men, attacked by her own friends, and did what she believed was right, even if that meant the death of her brother, Yen'fay. That earned great respect in his eyes.

"Priam, do you really plan on returning to that small island you call your home after this war?" Priam turned to see that his greatest rival, Walhart, standing beside him. "I still see the fight in your eyes. You are not finished, are you?" Walhart asked.

"I wish there were more for me to do, to be honest." Priam said, with a hint of depression. "I mean, sure, we just completed the greatest battle in history, but it still leaves me... longing..."

"True," Walhart said in the most normal manner he could speak in. "all great warriors long to do battle for the rest of their life, and you are one such man."

"That is a little over the top. I'm just a man, same as everyone else here."

"JUST a man?" Walhart said, with a bit of a laugh "If you were JUST a man as you claim, I would have claimed the entire continent of Valm, INCLUDING your little island. The three armies I sent to your 'Garden of Giants' either died, or joined you. I was about to send my elite force, lead by myself, to erase you from the map if it were not for the Ylissean league's impeccable timing!"

Priam chuckled as he remembered the three armies that came to clash with his own. The arrogantly strong units fell to his blade as the weak surrendered and became stronger under him. Most of his men were the weakest from other armies that allied with him, but he brought out the potential in each of them until they were strong enough to survive any battle placed before them.

Walhart spoke up again, "You still have not answered my question. Are you to return to Valm with the rest of us?" By 'the rest of us' he meant the soldiers who resided in Valm such as Virion, Cherche, himself, Say'ri and her brother Yen'fay.

"Only if you promise not to try to conquer it again," Priam chuckled, met only with a blank expression from Walhart.

"I cannot make such promises" Walhart said, but he was obviously joking and the two let out a belly laugh at Walhart's new-found ability to act.

That night, the celebration began. All were dancing and laughing and having a merry time. Priam made it his job to discover how everyone managed during the battle to make sure everyone was alright.

His first conversation was with Robin, which turned out to be short because of Robin's inability to sacrifice himself for the rest of humanity. While Priam thought this was a noble cause, he would have been crushed to know that his new-acquainted friend, with whom he had discussed his training regimen to, sacrificed himself for everything he held dear...

Priam then struck up a conversation with Yen'fay, who he had noted, during the battle, to try to help Say'ri as much as possible despite Say'ri's constant efforts of trying to avoid him. Priam brought this to Yen'fay's attention.

"I was just trying to protect my beloved sister, which I failed to do in my time..." Yen'fay said with a slight sigh, "I only wish she understood that."

"You need to be strong, my friend." Priam said, reassuringly, "If people saw the mighty swordsmaster, Yen'fay, sighing in depression, they would all try to comfort you. Just talk to her and try to explain that you just want her to be safe."

"You are a good friend, Priam, and a mighty warrior whose skill is unattainable."

"Flattery is not something to be used loosely. I'm just a man, same as you." Priam said, with a smile. He then left his friend to discuss with others about their most recent victory.

"You are a good man, Priam. Your son believed as much..." Yen'fay said quite ominously as he looked across the landscape in nostalgia.

HEY! so this is my first fanfic...EVER... so I would appreciate some positive/negative reviews. I mainly wrote this because of the lack of Priam fanfictions. He is my favorite character in the game (mainly because he is a badbass with Ragnell) and I was shocked that the only Priam fanfic was rated M. But I have about 9 chapters written and in the editing phase. The story is a little dry the first two chapters, but the battle scene brings it some good feelings to it (in my opinion) So keep checking back for more. And if this story does well, then I'll write another one with paralogue parent characters getting married.

Thanks again for opening this story.

-TheSearcherer