A/N: My first time invading this category, and I doubt it will be my last. What we have here is just a little AshexRasler drabble-thing, and it takes place after obtaining the Sword of Kings in the Stilshrine of Miriam, as the group is walking out.

Thinking of You:

I like to think that not all hope is lost.

I try to hold onto the happy memories. The sights, the sounds, the feelings of my wedding day, and each golden moment of happiness tucked deep inside my heart, saved and preserved with much tenderness and care. So I'll always remember what we had.

I like to think that it was more than just a "marriage of convenience".

For it was to me.

It was more than my obligation, more than my duty. It was more than the right thing to do, simply done for the good of our countries. And I hoped, I knew deep inside that it was no longer about Nabradia and Dalmasca. It was about you and I. Us. I had known, since I was able to understand, that royal marriages weren't about love. It was about gaining land, gaining alliances for your country, continuing your bloodline. I knew that, and I was fully prepared to step into the part of "noble princess" and marry Rasler Heios Nabradia, no matter what.

But I certainly did not expect to fall in love.

I like to think that you're not really gone.

I had fallen quickly into the shock of grief, the denial that my dream had been taken from me so suddenly, the very ground snatched from beneath my feet. You were—stolen from this world. From me. But it was through my loss that I discovered a great determination buried underneath my mask of "noble princess". It was your strength that carried me through all of the pain I experienced, up to this very day. Time may have passed, but the grief and pain still left wounds that never really healed, scars that I knew would never fade.

I like to think I carry a part of you with me today.

Things have changed, these past two years.

I'm not quite who I used to be.

I've traveled the ends of the earth, seen places I had never seen, met people I never would have come across. Each day passes quicker than the last, and it feels as though I am being swept away by the tides, at the mercy of the waves. Such a whirlwind adventure as mine simply does not allow time for grief and pain. But sometimes, my thoughts wander back to you. If I stop and think, my mind reels through all the grief and pain all over again, and I can't help but think of the list of crazy things I would do, just to see you one more time, or to hear you say my name.

I like to think that you are more than just a memory.

But these visions aren't quite what I meant. I can't help but wonder, is it really you, or are these visions merely a figment of my imagination, conjured to try and heal a broken heart? But Vaan, my companion, he—he saw you too. So, are you really there? Is this real? Will I ever really restore peace to my nation? Will things ever be the way they used to be? No, the loss of you, I will never forget. These two years have been the hardest of my life. I lie awake at night and wonder if I can make it another day.

But through all the pain, I like to think that someday, I will restore Dalmasca. No longer will the Empire grip our country so tightly, strangle the city of Rabanastre with its troops on our streets. I like to think that someday, I will take my rightful place on the throne, and proudly rule Dalmasca as its queen, like I have wished for all my life. I will rule my country at last.

But how I wish I was doing it with you by my side.

This journey is hard.

The Imperial Army has attacked Mt. Bur-Omisace.

But I like to think I'll make it through this.

A/N: Ehh…not the best, but I'm trying my hand at Ashe. Still a little shaky, I might take this down and edit this in the future.