Title: Dear Brother
Summary: You have worried your beloved sister and mother so much. I miss you so much. Your Sister, Morgan
A series of letters that awaits Inigo.
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Dear Brother,
It has barely been a month since you sent your last letter yet I feel like it has been so long. Is this what you felt when you thought I was dead? I'm sorry for all the nights you've worried over me. I can see now why you keep worrying over me when we met once more and I had lost my memories of all but father.
Letters from Kjelle and Cynthia says that you arrived safely in Ylisse. Those letter arrived a day ago as I write this letter. I wonder why you have not written yet. Please write soon since it is not only I that worries.
I reassured mother that you were well and simply searching for father but I think she would prefer if you are the one to write to her. She worries dearly, especially after what happened with father. Hurry and write to her already, will you. She will be more reassured to read you are safe written by your own hand than to be said by me.
How are you? Have you left Ylisse? Where are you right now? I remain by mother's side here in Plegia. I think that she grows weary of the court life so I stand by her side. I have few memories of our life in the our Future-Past. But living in this kingdom of sand, my mind cries for nostalgia. Our father, the one we grew up with, must have been a good leader for the kingdom of Plegia to become what you've told me it was in the future.
Brother, please write soon. Though I say that I stand by mother's side in this trying times, there are Plegians who question her and us. I know not of any royal education that could control people except for might. I fear I am not like you, charming and persuasive despite your failure to actually attract ladies. Come home soon.
I enclose in this letter a portrait of the young you and baby me. They are adorable and baby me is so precious. I will strive to make the kingdom reminiscent of the bright kingdom you've always told me of. I will strive to give young us a bright and happy future.
Come home soon.
Your Loving Sister,
Morgan
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Dear Brother,
You have not written back again. I grow worried, especially since you promised to write every week. Has a lovely lady distracted you from your beloved sister? Surely not, for how can you find one lovelier than I or mother.
I know the meaning of the mark on our skin is reminiscent of Lucina and Owain's in Ylisse but I did not fully understand the severity until the baby me obtained hers. Mother worries for we know what happened with father but all of a sudden Plegia pledged itself to baby me. And when I, older me, showed them similar markings, the court blessed the family.
Grima may be dead but the faith of their people remains. Stories we were told must have been embellished or told in exaggeration for I see no fanaticism to the point they would murder someone in cold blood. I see believers and perhaps there are bad eggs but they are just like any people. Not all believe in the religion but I grow to think that things can be different in this time. We need not push beliefs in others because they are different people.
Brother, I remember something you told me back when I first returned with no memories. You said, 'as long as you and I live, there will always be Plegia, just like father says because Plegia is in the people and not in the sand.' I see the flames of Plegia in these people and I vow to protect it.
Returning to you, though, how are you? Where have your travels brought you too? Are you in Valm? If so, I must request you return with a book from there on the story of Saint-King Alm. I must admit to losing the copy that I had on my person during the battle and had not procured it yet. Oh, and say hello to Gerome and Minerva for me if you traverse to Roseanne. I heard that they are currently staying in Roseanne at present. Don't think I won't contact him if you don't reply to my letter.
Safe travels, Brother. I have dear hopes that father will return to us soon. Mother misses you terribly. She has come to be the Olivia the Brave that Maribelle fondly calls her. She is Plegia's Queen now and she burns bright. You would love to see her right now. She is beautiful and warm. Was the mother who raised us just as beautiful and warm? I'm sorry I've forgotten her.
Always stay safe and don't let yourself be fooled by a pretty face. Remember your sister and mother are prettier and you deserve best.
Your Loving Sister,
Morgan
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Dear Brother,
Cynthia's letter said that you left Ylisse with Owain and Severa. She said that none of you have written back to anyone yet. That was two weeks ago. Remember how I wrote you a letter bidding your safe travels to Valm? Have you actually reached it?
I sent a letter to Gerome earlier and I bite my nails in anticipation. I had not told mother yet that none heard from the three of you. She will only worry and I see that she has enough on her plate. Little Inigo contracted a sickness and she fears for his life. I hear her weep and pray at night. I hear her ask what happens to the older Inigo, you, and if she will lose both her sons.
Write soon.
Come home soon.
Always Waiting, Your Sister,
Morgan
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Dear Brother,
A messenger bird returned with all my letters. I wondered if this was from you but I realized it was because you received none of my letters. I have cried and cried. Mother had not stopped crying, you know. And with her melancholia, the younger us are also sad. It reflects in Plegia when the young prince and princess, the kingdom's pride and joy are sad.
Mother has used her influence to ask the Khans to alert her for any news of you. She has stepped down from the throne and had me ascend as her regent. I am not fit for the throne, we know that.
Inigo, you come home right now and sit on your throne, young man. You are the one father taught to be Plegia's future king. I am the amnesiac one, remember? I know not of what to do.
I am guilt tripping you to return.
Cynthia is in Plegia at the moment. Sumia sent her here because she needed someone who understands. She means me, obviously.
Cynthia wails and cries. She is angry and sad, just as I am.
Tell Owain that it is dishonorable to leave behind someone he says he loves just like this. As the interim leader of the Justice Cabal, he needs to explain himself for a dishonorable act is unbefitting a hero.
Cynthia tells me that Lissa has taken her horse and rides to find not just father but also Owain. Henry has also left Ylisse to search for Owain. It is only the younger Owain that stops them from devoting themselves to the search.
Severa, I have never seen the brave Dame Cordelia in tears. She had sobbed uncontrollably in front of mother as she tells the tale of her fruitless search for you. She had stopped by Plegia in her search for you. I heard from Cynthia that she had left Ylisse against Lord Chrom's wishes to search for you. She has returned to Ylisse only because of young Severa with whomst Stahl refused to leave his side in fear of anything happening to her as well.
Remember when we wondered whether our presence were wanted or needed since we are not technically their children and they have real children now with the birth of our younger selves? Well, I have evidence of their love for us in our parents' continuous search.
Whispers of your demise have wandered the lands but I refuse to believe it. I have started my own travels to search for you. And brother, you promised to never leave me. I know you are not one to break promises so you better come back home laughing and not a hair harmed.
Your Ever Worried Sister,
Morgan
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Note: Yes, I have made Robin ascend to the throne before he 'dies'. As such, Morgan and Inigo are the heirs apparent. Olivia rises to be Queen but she doesn't really want it - especially without her husband with her. The tragedy of her son leaving and her not knowing what happened, she gives the throne to her future daughter - who is amnesiac and has absolutely no clue what to do.
There is no last letter that tells everyone where the trio are. The parents and future children are worried. The land is safe but now their comrades are gone.