I'm a big fan of the Fire Emblem series, and this is something I've wanted to do for quite a while, write stories about it. This is just a little something that came to mind over the past couple of weeks, it might remain a oneshot, but I also might continue it and up the rating, I haven't decided yet.
This is a pairing I've wanted to explore for quite a while. Please enjoy the read!
Our Little Secret
"Why don't you find a nice lassie and wed her, eh Robin? That would be sugary sweet!" Gaius said that many times before to Robin, and each time, it seemed impossible with the life he chose to lead.
In times of war life was often seen as a fleeting thing. With the land of Ylisse under threat by the armies of Walhart, many of the key figures in Chrom's army found happiness and comfort within the embrace of one another. Weddings and proposals of marriage made the morale of the common soldiers sore, with many choosing to share in the eternal bond of matrimony. Since the battle against Valm began last year, there had been many ceremonies; perhaps most surprisingly the day Maribelle and one of her dearest friends decided to tie the knot.
"You know what? I'd totally marry you, Robin! Then I could burn all our enemies with my dragon breath! RAWR!" Nowi even playfully tried to open his mind to the idea of having a companion, but her warm and childish methods didn't quite help change his mind.
There was a simple fact when all was said and done, Robin was one of the few unmarried men left in the camp. His life was that of the strategist of the army, and a master swordsman. He stood there on the day of the royal wedding in full support of his sworn brother Chrom as he wed Sumia. Likewise, he also stood there quietly smiling when his close friend Gaius took the hand of Princess Lissa. There was also the marrige of Tharja and Henry, an odd union some people said, but regardless, the two were happy in their own strange way.
"If I can find the strength to allow a fiery woman into my life, you certainly can too. We're both warriors Robin, men of strength," Stahl words shortly after his marrige to Sully. Given Robin's mindset, they were perhaps the most helpful ones so far. However, they didn't prove enough to make Chrom's brother court or marry.
Alas, Robin was alone in the face of such a harsh war against the Valmese. His sword was his mistress, a blade of pure silver with a hilt baring the emblem of house Ylisse. It was proof of his sworn brotherhood to prince Chrom, and a lasting memory of his place in the world. The blade was so iconic, the way it was wielded in battle, and so notorious in its stories, that it even helped Robin gain a nickname of both skill and prestige, Silver. They said it was because when Chrom and Robin stepped forth onto the field of battle, their enemies would fall in frenzied blur of silver wisps as the two swung their mighty weapons.
Robin, with his blade of silver, believed his calling to be of tactics and battle, that unlike his brother or his friends, he would not have time for love or romance, but the coming of a girl from the future would change all that.
Severa, a child of a distant and painful future - a powerful wielder of the sword in her own right. She bore a harsh tongue, but in secret was a young lady with a soft heart. Upon her arrival in the past, she stood upon the battlefield with Chrom, Robin, and her father. She bore witness to the amazing battle prowess of Silver in particular, and it quietly stirred something in her secretly gentle heart. His strength spoke volumes, his dedication to the army was… strangely frustrating for her to see, but in secret, she adored it.
"He's a show off, a self-righteous jerk," she would often mutter when she saw him train alone.
Yet the true meaning of the words she spoke was far from anything so hostile. Her heart had been taken by his incredible skill and devotion, and his eyes seemed to ensnare her gaze at a glance.
"You can stay and watch me train if you like?" words from Robin that would unknowingly cause his life to take a new direction. These were the words he asked to Severa; who had always been watching his late night training from afar.
While Severa gave little more than a frustrated little nod to his offer, inside she couldn't have been happier. As weeks went by, she would stand beside Silver every night and examine his technique, and eventually, began training with him as well, so that she might learn just how he had amassed such amazing skill.
However, as time passed, battles raged, and the two spent more time together, they both silently pondered why their friendship had become so close. She was younger, six years younger, in fact. Still, that did not stop the young lady in her quiet admirations, all of which were shielded by her razor tongue.
Regardless of her initial intentions, two words she would utter while sat in Robin's tent would change everything. He sat quietly at his table planning strategy in the late hours of the night, and was likely one of the only people left awake in camp.
"Robin?" Severa asked softly in an uncharacteristically nervous tone. Her eyes cast downward; the young lady obscured her face slightly.
Head now turned away from his work, the strategist ran a hand through his greyish-silver hair and let out a little yawn, "Yes Severa, what is it?" he asked casually with a welcoming flare to his words.
The eyes of the young sword mistress remained downcast. Her face turned the cutest hue of flushed pink and she smiled nervously, "Kiss me," she uttered shyly, at a near whisper.
Robin heard her say it, no matter how quiet it might have been. He remained silent, while he felt his heart become heavy for a moment "Did you just-"
Before he could finish speaking his sentence, he found his arms becoming wide to receive Severa, who quite boldly embraced him at a moment's notice. He wouldn't drop her, but, his heart raced at the very notion of holding her slender form in his embrace like this. Nerves had taken them both, they shyly made eye contact, and when that happened, Severa pouted in frustration.
"I won't let you refuse me, Robin," she said with a playful little growl of annoyance, "You're the strongest in the army, and… I want to stand in battle beside you."
Without so much as another word, Severa smacked her delicate pink lips against Robin's with a little whimper. Needless to say, he didn't refuse her. In fact, he placed his arms around her middle and drew her close as their lips tenderly embraced.
The two continued to warmly embrace while their hands softly caressed one another, with tiny moans of enjoyment escaping from Severa. She made no attempt to back away. In truth, in this tent, beside Chrom's sworn brother was where she wanted to be more than anything in the world. Time crept onward ever slowly as the dim candle light that illuminated the tent flickered softly. Ever so slowly, their lips parted, and Severa lay softly against Robin's chest, her breath ragged as she panted ever so softly.
All the while, Robin gently slinked the tips of his fingers across the bare shoulders of Severa. Her whole body shuddered lightly at the sensation of being touched in such a sensual way. Unable to control her feelings, Severa pressed her moist pinkish lips against those of Robin for a second time, making sure to taste his lips before parting again with flushed red cheeks.
Robin couldn't help but let a little chuckle escape, "You're a bold young lady. I'll certainly give you that."
Severa smiled softly to herself as she nestled her head against his chest, her delicate fingers clutching against the fabric of his robe softly, "I'm enough of a woman to know what I want without regrets, and Robin, you're the one I want."
Those words caused the gentleman strategist to let out a hearty little chuckle. With loving intent, he gently ran one of his hands through Severa's dark Feroxi hair, "We march to battle with Walhart's forces tomorrow. You're more than welcome to stand beside me in the vanguard, if you would like?"
She smiled inside, not willing to let the full extent of her gentle nature to come to the forefront too much, "Well of course," she said sternly in a brash tone, "You're mine now, I'll be beside you no matter what."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," said Robin heartily while he continued to hold Severa in a cuddle.
"We can't tell anyone else though. Gods, I can't even imagine how they might react," said the slender sword mistress with a nervous little giggle.
"Agreed, I'd rather not have to face all of the gossip and the prying eyes. It's our secret," said Robin in a slightly more serious tone of voice.
The mention of her parents made Severa feel the slightest bit uneasy, "It's not my silly mother I'm worried about. She's fine!"
Robin felt overcome by curiousity at the thought. "Just who is your mother, anyway? You look awfully alike to-"
"It doesn't matter," another story for another time. Severa pulled herself away from Robin and stood upright, "I'll see you tomorrow," she continued, brushing herself down and fixing her messy brown locks of hair.
Robin waved his young love off as she turned to leave, "Be safe on your way back to your tent."
"Well of course, stupid," She scoffed, but her expression was far less cold. She tried hard to keep her softer side hidden, but truthfully Severa was still smiling.
She left the tent, and her words left Robin thinking. He pondered over the way Severa was, and he couldn't help but smile warmly at his analysis over the kind of person she was. It was kind of sweet in his own mind, actually.
"You always act so cold, but you do it to hide your heart, don't you Severa?" Robin whispered with a knowing smile.
Robin sat alone in his tent, glimmering silver sword in hand. It shone in the dim candlelight of the tent, and all the while, the dependable strategist couldn't help but smile to himself in recollection of the events that had taken place just a short while ago.
"I don't just fight for the army now, or Chrom…. I have somebody else to protect on the field of battle," He declared to himself while staring confidently at his blade, the weapon of his namesake, Silver. It was almost as if the blade flickered in understanding of how he felt.
"I won't let you down Severa. I promise you, I'll be the sword to defend you in the harshest of conflicts," With a mighty swoosh he swung out his blade and smiled.
The mesmerizing silver glow of his weapon only served to bolster his confidence even further, "I'm Robin, the Silver Warrior of Ylisse, and I'll give my life to protect my king, and my lady…."
It was a vow he made in silence in the hours far beyond midnight, but it was a promise that he would keep against all of the odds. His mind, and his sword, they would both serve as protectors of the realm. Chrom had saved his life, and Severa, she saved his heart. There was no way he could allow himself to lose now, not with people he held so dear relying on him for his strength and his wisdom.
To Be Continued...
Thank you again for taking the time to read this little story! Depending on how I feel I might continue it, but I haven't decided just yet. Please feel free to leave some feedback if you would like to. I'm very grateful for all the support people give.
I may well continue this, and if I do, I shall see you all in the next chapter. Please keep in mind that the rating may go up in future chapters. Thank you again for taking your time to read!
