A new time of peace had come, it was long deserved and the people were welcome to it. Across the world, the heroism of the people involved had become well known. The only people no happy at the ending of the conflict where those involved in the fighting those who had lost a friend. They had all travelled back to Yllise and as they did they were all full of sorrow. The Exalt was the most distressed, he had not just lost a valued tactician, but a friend, a queen, a wife, and the mother of his child. He had told his shepherds that they should remain strong for her, to continue and to let her legacy be more than that of sadness. She wouldn't have wanted that. But, he was finding it hard to follow even his own words. She was dead. She killed herself for them, for the future, for the children, and for him.
He came to the castle that lie in the middle of the city, the castle that had been his home since childhood. His home, his sisters' home, his daughters home and… her home. He walked to the throne room and looked around. Last time he was here, she made a promise. She said she would be careful to come home to their daughter. She broke that promise.
"Father?" his daughter from the future was behind him, she placed her hand on his shoulder. She has lost her parents before, she was strong but this was new to him. He composed himself and turned to her. She looked so much like him. He found himself wishing that she only looked more like her, so she could have more of her. He smiled to his adult daughter. He must be strong for his people, for all that he had left. "Welcome home, Lucina." His child smiled, and there he saw it. He saw her smile. The memories came flooding back. Finding her in that field, walking in on each other. Telling each other they were soul mates. His closest confident. Fighting side by side.
"Sire?" A petite made was standing near the door. She looked bowed her head and took a step closer, she was staring at Lucina. "Everything okay?" She looked down at the floor "I just thought you might like to see your daughter sire, she has missed you a lot and I am sure she would love to see her parents." She looked around, "Where is madam Robin?" Her name. No one has said her name since they left the battle ground. He didn't think it would cut so much hearing a name he used to love so much to hear. Lucina and Chrom lowered their heads. Lucina spoke, she knew how much pain her father must be in. They were very similar, she went through the same pain when she lost her parents and the world around her to Grima.
" My fa…. The exalt will be through shortly. He may need time to change. I'm sure the princess Lucina wouldn't want to see her father like this." She smiled and this seemed to be enough for the maid to bow and leave. Lucina turned to her father and then held him tight. Tears started to gracefully fall from her eyes, down her cheeks and on to her father. "You don't have to be strong all the time. No one expects you to be strong. I know how much you loved her." For a moment, he let his pain over take him, he held his daughter so close and so tightly. He stood there for what felt like a century. He let lose a tear and felt that the world was crushing around him. He thought about the future without her, not her laugh, her intelligence, and the moments they made a fool of themselves together. He thought about his daughter without a mother, the loss she suffered through no fault of her own. He then felt anger, how could she sacrifice herself for them? There was another option, the future was something they didn't have to deal with. He wanted her…. Her needed her…