Chapter 1

"Guess I'll be heading out now."

I grumbled. He gazed at me with his lustful, green eyes. "What's wrong, Severa?"

I looked down. Angrily, I shouted: "I-Is there anything that can change Lucina's decision? Why do have to be in separate groups? Why do we have to split ways, huh?"

"You know her reasons, Severa." he smiled. "You are one of our best units. It's obvious that you need to stand by her side in this final battle. Plus..."

He gently grabbed my hand. "You have Grima's blood. Should anything go wrong in the Awakening, you have the powe-"

"Idiot, I know that!" I exclaimed. Flipping my hair, I sneered, the rage inside me boiling like an erupting volcano.

Suddenly, he looked as me, almost mockingly, as if he was going to laugh. "Did I tell you that you look extremely adorable when you are flustered?"

I bit my lips. "Wipe that smile off! Now's not the time to jest, idiot! It's a matter of life and death we are talking here!"

A brief silence occurred. I opened my voice again.

"It's.. it's just that... why can't you stay beside me? Why do you have to get Sable and Argent, while I'll just sit here, waiting like an old granny at Ylissetol?"

He paused for a second. Then, with passion, he shouts: "Heroes just don't 'sit there'. A hero is never idle. They shall always be ready... to penetrate the darkness with the justice of light! No matter the enemy, how big or small, the heroic bloodline shall never falter! Ooh... my sword hand twitches of how breathtaking that was!"

I couldn't help but smile a bit. Yes. This was definitely Owain alright. That weirdo and idiotic child. But hatred immediately drowned the brief happiness I had.

"But what if you... do falter? W-What if I don't see you again..." I mumbled. It was impossible to look into his beautiful eyes. "That promise we said that... we will be together forever..."

Owain moved closer to me, and suddenly, started embracing me. His embrace, warm and soothing. like a ray of sunlight, melting the coldness of my heart away.

"Do not worry, Severa." he whispered, holding me tightly. For I, Owain, the hero of justice, will keep his promise. A promise that I'll always be there for you. And be by your side. Until death make us part."

Letting go, he glances at me again. I felt better, but judging by his expression, I still must of looked uptight to him. He smiled. Slowly, he moved his lips towards mine. Ah. It has been a while. We never had a time together, just the two of us, ever since the war started. Our kiss, it was short, but the sensation was truly alleviating nonetheless.

Suddenly, shouts came from afar.

"Yoohoo! Owain! Where's the hero ready to save the world? Time to head out!"

Flustered by the voices, my face turned red. I glared at him. "You stupid idiot! People could have been watching us, ya know!"

He grinned back. He stood up, and turned around. His beaming demeanour was apparent as he pridefully headed towards his comrades, his slick, black hair flowing with the wind.

"If you come back even a second late, I'll never forgive you!" I yelled. Owain gave a quick glance back at me, before the castle closed its doors.

It was a day that I regret for the rest of my life.