Authors Note: So… age differences are as listed below: (for the FIRST ARC)
Corrin: 13yrs (woman ver.)
Jakob: 17 yrs
Felicia: 15yrs
Xander: 19-20yrs (21 yrs? Idk, i'll establish it eventually)
Leo: 11yrs
Camilla: 18yrs
Elise: 7yrs
THIS IS A "Fire Emblem Fates" FAN FIC, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. I will add minor side characters though to make things more interesting;)
CHAPTER WARNINGS: minor OOC
Chapter One
"In Preparation For…"
Dressed for the occasion in a sleeveless silk dress which Jakob had obviously requested be put together by her personal maid, Felicia, to be worn at this season's seasonal ball held by her father, King Garon, Corrin managed a sigh between her tightly fitted dress.
She had no say in what type of dress she would wear or any clothes for that matter, not that she minded wearing the dress to begin with. Her dress was a pale shade of blue decorated with miniscule diamonds which glistened in the brightly lit chandelier ballroom. A nice touch made sure to be added in by Jakob.
Her lips curved upwards at the thought of being praised for her mature and alluring appearance. Though she wasn't one for slick style dresses that kissed her frame and hips, she had to give it to Jakob, he sure knew what he was doing.
A giggle escaped Corrin's mouth echoing throughout the Nohrian Castle hallway as she remembered the face Jakob made when he was first notified by her father that he was to design her dress for the night of the Gala.
The night Jakob had been notified by the king, Corrin had just finished sword practice with her elder brother, Prince Xander, and was halfway down the hall when she had noticed him leaving the throne room practically glowing like the sun. His brief audible gawking noises which she later learned to understand to be evidence of his internal screaming had made a memorable impression on her.
She grinned.
"Grinning, are we now?" Two hands were firmly placed just above her waist lifting her off the ground from behind.
Corrin stiffened. "Whatever do you mean?"
"You know what I mean, my lady." His voice was soft and seductive, yet his words held a certain elegant demeanor about them that drove Corrin crazy. God, why did he have to be the first one behind her now that her dress was fitted and on correctly?!
"Jakob… " Still dangling inches above the marble floor, her voice held out in annoyance at his sudden appearance. At least make known of yourself before striking a conversation with the person in front of you…
"Yes, my lady?" His seductive voice glazed over his words coated with innocent appeal. She shuddered at the thought of Jacob doing something to her as he held her midair.
"Jakob." This time her voice had edge to it.
Noticing the forcefulness behind her words, Jakob let go of Corrin's waist to change his current position behind her to walk by her side.
Holding out his arm, Jakob smiled softly down at Corrin, waiting for her arm to rest on his own. Instead, her shoulder grazed his in order to pull down on his arm which was left to dangle by his side.
Glancing slightly at his eyes before taking a hold of his hand, Corrin grasped it.
Jakob's eyes grew wide in response to her sudden change in objective, but softened when he noticed her fingers quivering underneath his own.
"Shall we, my lady?" His eager purr was soft, but evident behind his wordy fluff.
Placing one foot in front of the other until she reached at the end of the hall where an ebony brown door decorated with an elaborate silver knocker stood, Corrin stepped into the ballroom onto the dance floor with Jakob's slender hand covering her own.
Let the ball... begin!
Authors endnote: Ooooh, Jakob as a playboy? ;) not bad… But! Don't worry! For all you Xander x Corrin fans, Xander won't give up his baby sis without a fight, but still look out between the two for some heated scenes. Yup, drama. Can't wait 'till things go dooowwwwnnnn~
AlSO! This FIRST arc is going to be about 12 chapters approximately, but I might add more depending… There will be more arcs though, so buckle your seatbelts and be prepared for a long ride!
