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Hi there! Welcome to Queen of the Sands an fanfic about an OC I have I thought to be and should have been a wonderful addition to the Fire Emblem: Awakening.
Enjoy.
Something about like, Nintendo owning Fire Emblem. Or was it Intelligent Systems?
Prolouge
Many Years Ago...
The towering servant walked with haste with his armour and boots making a distinct clunking noise as he rushed to the Exalt's side.
A look of worry and fear claimed his regular upright features. A single drop of sweat arose on his forehead.
"Your Grace, the important matter of a visitor wishes to speak with you."
Sunlight poured into the Palace gardens with great beams enlightening the floral paradise.
Rose bushes and countless kinds of flowers and beautiful plants were laid across the grounds. Colors not unlike a rainbow devoured the garden in the ocean of bright green.
In the centerpiece of a garden was a great oak tree which gave its guests underneath a much needed shade from the warm Saturday sun.
A table set with elegance decor which was only rivaled that of it's guests.
Beautifully laid down tea cups were lined up with a cute little plate stacked high with cookies and other sweet desserts. Frosted and all dressed up. Just like those who were going to enjoy them.
A select few of the Exalt's most trusted friends and members of his cabinet were called into session for a time of relaxation and discussion. From nobles to generals. Each were rather distinct in their own way. Different colors painted on each of their regalia. Swords sheathed and shoulder boards lined the seats. Cravats tucked tight and caps pointed high with streamers raining down unto their tunics and dresses. Each had to dress their best for the Exalt's private outing. A great honor to be invited, to be considered trusted by the Exalt. An entire day of small festivities and relaxation hosted by the Exalt of the Halidom.
Everyone's eyes aflutter back and forth with mouths talked with much revelry amongst one another.
The Exalt sat beside his wife and a number of close friends, advisors, and other special members of the court. Tea had already been served. Conversations aplenty and laughs were being had. All was good in the Halidom.
Mercurio leaned over to his shoulder where he did as well.
He whispered into his trusted servant's ear, "Now, Mercurio. Can you not see I am trying to enjoy tea with our guests here and asked not be bothered at all with any frivolous things?"
The expression on the servant hardened.
"Forgive me, Your Grace, but she requires your attention at once."
He smiled. 'This man is so uptight its and wonder how he functions at all.'
"I jest with you Mercurio. I know that whatever you have to call to my attention in the little private time I have with my wife and companions is of great importance, indeed."
"Of course, milord. Right this way."
"And where are you going my dear?"
His wife looked at him. Her features almost seemingly glowing in the sunlight and her eyes bright and full of hope. His wife's blond hair floated to the side as she turned her head to him.
"Just need to attend to something. Won't be long, love."
She laughed, "Please, hurry back."
Her laughter like bells ringing in a most beautiful tone.
"Of course!"
She looked lost.
Wandering about the courtyard, looking completely out of place amidst the great halls and banners of Castle Ylisstol.
As if someone had decided to pull this women out of her world and place her unto another planet.
Alien. Foreign. Exotic.
The first thing he noted about her was her her hair.
Completely white. Not a single sliver of silver. It was braided in a number of places as it dripped down past her shoulders.
She was wearing a dark navy blue coat with what looked like royal purple stripes decorating it. A great leather brown belt held what seemed the somewhat slightly oversized robe over its wearer.
Shining golden threads outlined her attire as they flashed about her.
A beautiful and proud standing figure who was not short in the slightest.
"Your Grace, I would like to introduce you to Lady Reflect of Plegia."
She turned to him.
The Exalt was taken back by her appearance.
Fair pale skin and beautiful features covered her face with her eyes like stars stared back at the man.
Warm, calculating eyes looked forward. As if they were running scenarios and planning words and phrase strategies buzzing about in her mind.
"Your Grace."
She curtsied lifting the hem of her robes up with such grace and elegance showing that this lady was a noble and certainly no stranger to manners of a court.
He bowed his head to her in an automatic response.
The man was still at a lost for words as he stared at the foreign flower.
A small moment of awkward silence carried on as the Exalt was enraptured with her with the Plegian woman glaring at him with her mouth her eyes tightening him in wonder and curiosity.
Or perhaps asking herself, why in the world was he staring at her for so long.
This time of quiet meeting was broken as Mercurio politely coughed.
"Ahem. Your Grace..."
She coughed into her hand as Mercurio slowly shrugged his arm into the Exalt's side.
"Ah. Um. A pleasure to meet you. Charmed."
'I can see that...'
"Milady, please explain to the Exalt as you did to me."
She sighed and began to tell her story.
AN:
Hurray! The first part of the prologue to set up for the next prologue! Guiltily chopped the full Prologue into chunks so it seems I am making more progress and seemingly making the story more gurthy!
Oh no! What could this Plegian women possibly need to tell the Exalt of the Halidom? Why is she here?
First fic btw.
If you're wondering about what this is about, it is about the mother of the Avatar's journey and the origin behind the crusades of Emmeryn, Lissa, and Chrom's father. The young mother of the Avatar is just based on the Female Build 3 and Hair Type 3 of the character customization engine to project what the Avatar's mother would look like. Japanese name of Robin to keep the relativity there but somehow fresh.
I was always kind of sad that we never got meet our mother in Awakening. I think Validar mentioned her dying or something of the sort. Hoping to add a little more creative original light on this end with this fic. I was hoping their would be a kind of reunion of sorts, but alas. That never occurred.
Hope that you will follow and favorite, a lot of good stuff planned!
Bonne journee.