Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem: Awakening. Just this fic idea. Nope. Not even the pic

Sage's Hamlet

A/N: Hi there!
Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to find a Robin with red hair with Lucina?
All I get is default white hair.

This is WAS a one-shot (it's not anymore) and does not coincide with the time line of my other fic which is Life after Grima.
Also, Dante = Robin/Avatar in this.

The Shepards faced the last group of bandits. Three of them had surrounded the lone tactician. Two struck at him with an over head chop of an axe and lance, but he weaved to the axe wielders right and slashed him across his torso with his sword. The man promptly fell, as the second moved to do another attack with his spear, but parried it away. The two exchanged blows. Dante slashed wildly in a semi-circle but his opponent stepped out of his reach, and thrust with his spear. Easily parrying it once more, he slashed downwards but the bandit had raised his spear in a block. The third bandit had circled around Dante and hoped to catch him unaware, but he had tracked his opponent as he leaped with an over head chopped with his sword. Dante weaved to the left and let his two opponents clash against each other as he readied his tome. Quickly taking the opportunity, he threw a Thoron at both of them, but the bandit with a blade rolled away, just in time as the lightning bolts struck. It had hit the spear wielder squarely in the chest and a charred body fell limply.

"You should surrender." Dante said, as he measured the last bandit.

"Che, not on your life!" Moving quickly, the bandit moved it to strike. The man bulged with muscles as he steam rolled through but Dante raised his sword and held his ground. Their blades withdrew as the bandit fell into a rage of attacks. Undisciplined, wild, and filled with rage, the bandit slashed faster and faster. Seeing no end in the fury, Dante moved in closer to his opponent as he parried his attacks easily. The bandit slashed in a wide arc, and Dante ducked and saw his opponents opening. The bandit made to kick, but the momentum on his sword made him unbalance and the kick turned sloppy and weak. Dante blocked it easily and ended the bandits life as his sword went through his chest.

Finally getting some relief, he exhaled and sheathed his sword. Checking to make sure he had no injuries, he patted down his tactician robe and straightened it. He got some blood on his right arm, but it was not his. He looked around the tiny village and took in to account of his friends and bandits. He had planned for the Shepards to go in groups of two or three, and was glad to see that it was the case for everyone except him and Lucina. He looked for her, and worry was setting in his heart as a bandit came flying through a window from a nearby house. Lucina followed promptly and checked on her opponent. The bandit landed against a sharp rock. He was dead. She wore her standard blue princess armor and cloak. She didn't seem like she was injured.

Lucina rose and nearly stabbed her fiancé as he spun her into an embrace.

"You idiot!" Lucina pushed Dante away once he put her down. "I nearly stabbed you!"

"But you didn't!" He laughed. "Come one. Let's get back to the others. We're the only one's that got separated from their partner."

She shook her head with a smile. Sheathing her sword, she ran up towards him and held his arm. The Shepards had won against the bandits and rescued Owain as Lyssa gave him a scolding for being reckless in trying to save the village by himself.

An elderly man with a young girl holding his hand approached Dante and Lucina as they neared their group. "Excuse me sir, but are you the leader of this army?"

"Oh, no. I'm just the tactician." Dante replied.

"I see, forgive me for thinking so as you were the one giving orders to your comrades. Still. My name is Igor and I'd like to thank you for saving our lives today." The elder said. "Naoika, thank the nice man and woman for rescuing us."

"Umm... Uhh... Th-Thank you.. so much... f-for... for..." Naoika stammered, blushed, and promptly hid behind the elderly man, causing a hearty laugh from him.

"You have to forgive her. As you can see, she is quite shy."

"it's alright. And you're welcome Naoika." Lucina said and bent down to meet Naoika eye level.

"In any case, I would like to speak with your leader and speak of the manner of your reward." The elder offered.

"I'll tell you now, Chrom won't accept the reward. He'd say 'It's no trouble. You need it more than we do now.'" Dante said, in a poorly mimicked Chrom voice, causing Lucian to giggle.

"That may be the case, but I'd still like to thank him. And I don't think you'll refuse this offer."

"Alright." Dante pointed to their leader's location among the Shepards that surrounded Owain as he gave a tale of his 'sword hand'.

"He's the one with the blue hair over there that has a matching sword like the one the one my fiancé her is carrying."

"Oh? Fiancé? You two haven't wed yet?"

Lucina shook her head. "We just found no time. We march around often, and if not that, we're saving another village from bandits or risen."

"I see... In that case..." Igor raised his hand to his mouth and fell into a mumble of private thoughts.

"Uh... Ummm! G-Grandfather!" Naoika said, as she shook her grandfathers arm, pulling him back to reality.

"Huh? Oh. Oh! Terribly sorry! It's a bad habit of mine when I'm struck with an idea. In any case, I'll go talk to your leader now. Chrom was it?" Dante and Lucina nodded. "I see, and what did you two say your name was?"

"My name is Dante."

"And mine is Lucina."

"Sister of Chrom?" Igor asked.

"That is- Um well... Uhh..." Lucina said.

"It's complicated." Dante offered.

Igor gave another laugh. "Is that so? Then I bid you good day and a congratulations! Come on Naoika." Igor turned to leave the couple with Naoika following closely. But she promptly turned around and said in a loud voice "Umm..! I think you're really cool Ms. Lucina!" Naoika blushed thoroughly and returned to her grandfather's side, causing a chuckle from Dante.

"Sounds like you have a fan."

Lucina shook her head. "I only did what we had to do."

Causing Dante to shake his head in turn. He gazed around the "village" and took in how much houses there were. Something was bothering him as he furrowed his brow.

"What's wrong?" Lucina said, immediately taking notice of his expression and tried following his gaze.

"It's nothing. Or at least it should be, but have you noticed the lack of... Well... The lack of EVERYTHING in this village?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, look around! They just have houses!"

"One would think the requirement of a village would, indeed, be houses Dante." Lucina raised her brow in question to Dante's observation.

"Yes! but it's JUST houses!" I mean, no inn's or farms! not even a shop! Nothing! Just houses with big doors!

Lucian thought for a moment and gave the village another glance. She remembered fighting off bandits inside one and remembered the house lacked MOST furniture. "Now that you mention it... That is weird. I didn't see a bed or a room big enough to contain a bed, inside the house awhile ago. No stairs for a second floor just... Stacks of books, papers, and some tables."

"Exactly!"

"Huh... I suppose we could ask Igor about it. Oh, fathers signaling us."

"Let's go. Now I'm wondering what Igor could possibly offer as a reward from this... 'village' of his." the couple walked off. Hoping to get some answers to some very confusing questions. As they approached, the Shepards had gathered around their leader as he stood on top of trunk with Igor besides him. Casting a quick glance to make sure everyone was there. Chrom nodded and addressed them.

"Everyone! Igor here is the village chief and would like to personally thank us for saving his and his other villagers life. Igor has personally come to thank me for a reward which you all know I would have refused point blank. But his offer is... A little bit different. Igor?" Chrom stepped of from his podium/stump, and gave way for Igor.

"Good day everyone. As you already know, I am Igor. Elder to the Sage's Hamlet. And I'd like to thank you, all of you, by inviting you to our village celebration from your rescue of us! Now, me and Naoika here well tell the others of this and we asked that you give us just an hour to prepare. We'll head off to the village entrance and prepare immediately for a feast! I shall speak more of this later, but for now, I'd like you all to just meet me at the outskirts of that forest over there in an hour."Igor pointed south to a not-so-far-off forest. "Thank you once again for your time. And remember! It's a celebration in your honer so clean up!" Igor said with a bow and continued talking with Chrom.

"Alright! We get free food!" Stahl yelled.

"I wonder if they have any sweets..." Gaius said.

"Who cares! So long as it's not Sully's cooking!"

"Vaike!"

The Shepards dissolved into merriment. But Dante and Lucian looked at each other with even more questions for Igor."

"Father? Mother? Is something wrong?" Morgan said as she approached them. She wore her tactician robes, just like her father, and carried a tome with her. She was almost the same age as them thanks to time traveling. When Dante first found her, it had caused Lucina to the extremes of Jealousy as she saw them hugging each other. But as soon as Morgan saw her, she promptly let go of her father and practically flew towards Lucina in an embrace and calling her mother. Chrom and Sumia were not the most thrilled people to hear they're now grandparents.

"Morgan. Give me an observation. What do you see in this village?" Dante inquired.

"What kind of question is that? It's a village. It has houses and..." Morgan trailed off as she looked around. "Umm..." Her face fell into an inquisitive look, Lucina noticed, that was so much like her fathers. Some time ago, she wondered if Morgan inherited anything from her or if she was her child at all! Besides the same colored hair, nothing seemed to resemble her... Until she wielded a sword and struck down risens like a tornado and finding Morgan's mark of the exalt on her left collar bone as they bathed together, then all wondering stopped.

"In any case Morgan, it's probably nothing. Just tell everyone to prepare." Lucian said.

"Okay. I'll see you two later then." Morgan said as she left.

"Should we talk with Chrom?" Dante asked Lucina.

"I doubt he'll tell you anything Dante." said a voice behind them. The couple turned to see Sumia standing behind them. "Igor told me what the celebration will contain and Chrom and I decided to leave it as surprise for everyone." The Queen winked.

"Oh, in that case, I guess we shouldn't worry then."

"Nope. Just fix yourselves up. And Dante. Take care of my daughter." Sumia glared for barley a second and immediately returned to her smile that Dante and Lucina were not sure if it was ever there at all. Either way, it was the scarier than anything Minerva could do.

"Uh- Yes, your majesty!" Dante stammered, unsure how to react.

Sumia just giggled. "Lucina." She said, taking her daughters hand. "I don't want any grand children yet! Morgan is an exception since she time traveled. But she better not come with any siblings! I mean Cynthia hasn't even been born yet!"

"M-Mother!" Lucina blushed.

Sumia giggled and embraced her daughter. "I'm kidding. You can have as many children as you want but it better be AFTER the war, okay?" She released her then. "In any case, I should get back to your father now. Have a good day you two." She turned and left the two in confusion.

"What... Was that about?" Dante asked.

"I afraid I don't have the faintest clue... Dante! There's blood on your robe!" Lucina yelled is shock as she took hold of his arm. The one with blood on.

"Huh? Oh. That's not mine." Dante reassured her.

"Still! You better get changed."

"What about you? I'm sure all the fighting left you sweaty. We should change together." He teased.

Lucina blushed as expected but didn't yell a refusal. Instead, she looked down at her feet, and said quietly, but enough for Dante to hear. "O... Okay... We can change... T-T-Together."

Dante grinned. He moved his hand to raise her face with his and kissed her softly. "Come. Let's go change."

Lucina blinked, blushed, and squinted with a reply. "O-Okay." and the two walked back to their tent, hands clasping each other.

Author's Note: That... Took longer than expected...

And I'm not fully satisfied with the style of writing I used on this. I'll probably come back later to retype it. It just felt different from the way I wrote Life after Grima(Although, that too is still a work in progress.)

In any case. This will be a two parter or three as we explore Sage's Hamlet. I'm sure it's not that hard to figure out what I'm trying to do as the hints are obvious. In any case, comment and review! That way, I know what's wrong with this new take.

Apologies for it being so short. That's it for now. I'll see if I can type part two later.