Lissa had both eyebrows raised as she watched her loyal knight from away, while biting a biscuit the same knight had baked a few hours before with Sumia and Olivia. She always found amusing how Frederick would train the new recruits-she had expected to see a hard-killer trainer today, since yesterday's incident.
But Frederick was joyful.
Frederick the Wary was joyful. Frederick was an austere man, with a rigidly puritanical stare. But not even he could hide the odd shine of his eyes and cheeks.
Lissa hummed, suspiciously. Trying to remember yesterday's event.
He cleaned.
He trained.
He protected.
She scold him.
He scold her.
He cut Robin's hair.
"Aha…so this has to do something with Robin." She thought in great depth, trying to analyze the outcomes of a haircut. Shen huffed "No lady enjoys a haircut. But then again…Robin enjoys bear meat." Lissa sighed and took a drink from her morning tea, making a small blush appear in her cheeks, delighted.
"I guess he just enjoys seeing people in pain" She concluded with a chuckle.
Lissa's conclusion was struck when she found Robin in the castle's big library, talking to Chrom in whispers. She moved some books away so she could stare at them: she noticed how Robin's skin oddly shinned too,and her eyes too-but they weren't shinning for his brother. It was just a natural shine she couldn't control. They were discussing about something, but she figured she has been quite rude to keep acting like a spy and not actually a lady from the house of Ylisse.
"Brother, if I may…" She walked to them, interrupting the conversation: but both adults smiled to her.
"Good morning, Lissa. What brings you here?" Chrom asked, always trying to be direct as possible.
"I was just looking for Robin, but like always, she's with you or has her head inside a book."
"Hey…" Robin protested.
"Proof of so is right here." Lissa continued, moving her finger lightly as a signal that she just won the small argument. "You two seem worried. Is there something I can do to help?"
Chrom sighed, but smiled at her little sister, already showing gratitude for her support "I'm afraid not, Lissa. I was just explaining to Robin that I will need her assistance before the wedding: even though the war has ended…there's still barbarians near the towns, trying to fetch what they can before our soldiers manage to deplete them all. I'm afraid Frederick can't keep up with his service here, as well as the wedding one and the status outside the town. "
Chrom waved his hand lightly, pointing to Robin "We were discussing the units that would escort her. As I do not wish to be married knowing towns nearby are still needing aid ,while the Shepherds are having a festive."
Robin only nodded "Indeed, that would make you look like a bad ruler from the start. Every action you make these next months is crucial to assure the people of Ylisse that their ruler cares for them"
"If fighting for them weren't enough…" She thought. Robin looked at Lissa, who already had a displeased face.
"But brother…your wedding is in a few days: are you sure Robin and the other Shepherds that go with her will be able to make it back in time for your wedding? It would be awfully rude and unfair for them to not be present that day: they are our friends."
"I'm not merry about the task in hand here, either, Lissa. But I don't wish for a civil war to start out of nowhere. The people had enough for quite some time now. I wish for that lapse to be as long as it can be."
Blue eyes glanced both females "Though I ask of you this: try to keep Frederick out of this. In fact, I prefer if he would not even know about this expedition. We know how far he can go if he finds out. He will be my right man at my wedding, and I believe is time to prove him that such small tasks like this can be done correctly even without his supervision."
"More than your right man, Chrom, I do not wish to leave you without a proper legal guide. In these two weeks you will have to sign and revise many petitions done by the council and the people. Even if you didn't ask me, I would make Frederick stay." Robin assured as she placed her journal back in the long sleeve of her coat.
"Well, I will try to divert Frederick as much as I can. Though I promise nothing good will come out of this."Lissa looked at Robin "Be careful, yeah?-"
A grin appeared on Robin's face "I wouldn't miss this party for nothing. It is my first party in my memory at least!"
Their conversation went on, only concluding that Robin would personally decide who would go with her. Chrom showing his total respect and gratefulness to her. Lissa was still very displeased, and even more as her friend told her in front of her brother that she would definitely not go with her.
The next days were very tedious for all the people near the castle: that includes normal servants and the loyal Shepherds. Frederick had tried to visit Robin, or even talk to her but it seemed faith would just keep them apart as he was sent to night guard duties, or having to accompany princess Lissa to acquire some merchandise for herself and for her Lady well as other things needed in the camp.
Needless to say, he could have done this alone-and even quicker, since the princess would take her time choosing the items. Sometimes buying things that were not needed truly.
Frederick felt ashamed, as his beloved and him had shared a passionate night a few days ago, and still couldn't go to her and thank her for the lovely event. Even as dawn woken them, Frederick had to leave that room so nobody would suspect of their obvious affair. Only leaving a kiss on Robin's forehead as he disappeared into the fog of the early morning.
He still looked at the princess suspiciously though, he was no idiot. They were trying to hide something from him. Lissa wasn't the only one keeping him busy, as Chrom would make him stay longer in their reunions to discuss law articles,or even just begin a conversation between two men that would sometimes last until night fell-when that time came, he had to snack on something quickly before going to his post as guard.
"They are concealing something from me…and I will find out." He thought.
Frederick would be more observant of the Shepherd's movements. As morning flew by again, his right eye would only twitch when he spotted Robin practicing some archery with Virion, who was awfully close to her.
The man who told him that he was probably jealous of his woo-ing activity. Was now trying to woo Robin.
His Robin.
In front of him.
He did not know Robin and him were together.
But later today, he would get the hint when he sents him to clean the barracks tonight and feed the pigs.
When Virion finally left, and Robin threw the bow to a side to open up her journal;which he noticed she began to write on, he finally began to walk to her. But before she could even say her name, he was tugged by his arm and pulled away.
"S..Sir! I need to tell you something!" Kellam had managed to pull Frederick long enough for him to lose Robin,when brown eyes looked around for her—she was gone again. He sighed deeply through his nose, but turned to see Kellam.
"How did I not notice his presence when I was walking…" He thought.
"Speak." Frederick's tone was demanding.
Kellam felt a drop of sweat beginning to follow his face, Frederick was very displeased.
Frederick's humor began to break each day, only becoming darker and wicked. If he had known better, he could dare say he could class himself as a dark mage and nobody would even protest. His training routines became harsher, the meal times became shorter and overall all the new recruits began to get quite sick and ill for all the stress they were receiving.
Frederick smiled most of those days.
His smile is not something to be happy about.
In 10 days the wedding was going to take motion, and he still hadn't talk to Robin to discuss their matching clothes for the event, as well as other important things.
Like just kissing her, and embracing her. He missed her deeply, and as time passed that itch was getting impossible to scratch. He hated this feeling of weakness and jealousy, and he knew that it would wash away if he could just glance at her beloved short-hair girl and speak words of love to her.
He knew this relationship was going to be a bad idea: but he didn't regret it. He is just regretting not piercing Virion on the gut with his sword.
And Lon'qu.'s,for his straight forward attitude to her
And Gaius's , for his self-accommodated trust.
And Tharja's for her odd and scary inuendos.
And Stahl's for motioning to eat with him.
And Donnel's, for his corky attitude near her.
A candle was lit in Frederick's mind. A small and soft smile starting to cross his face.
Seems this game was over.
xxxx
Chrom and Robin turned their heads roughly as they heard loud clacking coming from the hall, Robin held her tome while Chrom was ready to unsheathe Falchion. Both of them eased when the door opened, but they had wished they hadn't ease as they saw Frederick walking in with his hands folded behind his back: Donnel, Stahl and Gaius foolishly clinging to him as if they could stop this man from walking to the room with their weight.
"I'm sorry Exalt Chrom…he tricked me…" Stahl whispered as he panted.
The three lads looked like they had just fought for their lives, while Frederick looked as stern as ever. The knight had the most satisfying little grin.
"Down." Chrom commanded, and sighed "It couldn't hold any longer."The three lads nodded, and slowly made their way out. Gaius staying at the door, and mouthing the words: Good luck,Bubbles.
Robin wasn't tense, and she was surprised. Since she could see Frederick was ready to burn puppies.
The puppies in her heart.
"What is this?" Frederick asked as he looked around the room. Robin had been changed from her old chamber not long ago, and he couldn't manage to find her. Now he knew why. There were maps scattered everywhere, books of every kind laid on tables and on the floor, looking so badly arranged that made Frederick feel nauseous. But mostly, even though he felt ashamed for this feeling:
He was deeply jealous.
Jealous that everyone knew about this except him, and to make it worse: Chrom was alone with her beloved. Everyone knew they were close, perhaps too close. In less than 7 days Chrom would marry Sumia, but rumors still scarcely moved around.
He sometimes wondered if these two were only friends. Seeing how they hold each other and support with their kind words. Always looking into each other's eyes when saying it. Chrom often told Frederick Robin was one of a kind.
Frederick wasn't thinking straight, his mind was falling to pieces, but his body wouldn't allow it to show.
"I'm sorry, my friend. But we thought this was the best." Chrom started.
"You're planning an expedition: without the opinion of the captain of your guard. Sire, will all due respect, this is treacherous and quite mad."Frederick's muscles would only get more stressed. "Why the decision of leaving me out?"
"Frederick, we all know you well. If we had talked about this, there would be no way at all to keep you here" Robin followed, feeling a hole inside her chest since she managed to read Frederick's expression well. She knew he was going to be hurt, but not in this extent.
"Milady, with all due respect: you do not know me at all."
Those words struck Robin like a sheer cold.
"I follow my Prince's commands with no falter. If he orders me to stay, I do so." He looked at Chrom, whose eyes were softer now: not seeing the fire atmosphere that this room had become.
"I'm pleased to hear that my friend, but don't be so harsh on Robin. She only did what I asked her to do."
"I understand, Milord. It seems Lady Robin and I do share something in common… " Robin wished to get out of that room, but she wouldn't give the victory to Frederick so easily. Seeing her break over nothing.
"But please, allow me to aid you in this as I can. For what I have found out, you leave tomorrow morning."
"When was she going to tell me this? Before leaving?" Frederick thought, trying to not look at Robin any longer.
It was an awkward moment, as they had to tell Frederick everything in less than an hour that could have been done for days. Deep down, Chrom felt ashamed for thinking so poorly of Frederick. He had forgotten that he was his right hand for many good reasons. As the conference ended, Robin was the last to talk.
"I apologize for making you leave, but I need to start arranging my maps if I were to leave in time tomorrow."
"Yes, Robin. I shall see you go off tomorrow, before you leave I wish to discuss a few loose ends. Please, come back safely to me."
Robin blushed lightly at Chrom's words, as they sounded so sincere and his tone showed true worry for her. She smiled lightly "Will do so. I wouldn't miss your wedding for anything."
Frederick wanted to burn this room, and dance around while letting out a wicked laugh.
He needs to stop being around Tharja.
"Milord,allow me to escort you to your chamber."
"Nonsense!" Chrom laughed "My chamber is a few rooms away, it would be pointless to make you go to such , my soon to be wife wouldn't appreciate beingwoken up by your loud armor. Please,rest yourself. It has been a long night. "Chrom turned to see Robin "Sleep well." Robin only answered with a nod.
Frederick walked to the door, opening it for his sire as he stepped out. He glanced at Robin lightly before closing the door behind going his way while Frederick went his. Leaving Robin alone in her chamber.
After a few minutes, Robin let out a deep sigh. Finally, this deep smog had gone away.
But it left scars.
She walked slowly to her desk, opening up her journal. As she grabbed her feather with ink, she started to scribble on it. Making more annotations, following with soft lines.
Keeping track of people is rough. Mostly when you track that one person you truly care for.
Her journal had many tactical notes, as well as bookmarks of books she needs to get or keep reading, but in the middle part, she had everyone person he cared for there: that included all the Shepherds. She noted their likes and dislikes, as well as a quick drawing of them. Others had more doodles , but it was obviously her journal was mostly filled by a certain knight. She sat on her desk, making thicker lines as she drew Frederick's hair, following with those intense eyes: that now looked so coldly her way.
Deep brown eyes, that with a certain lightning she could swear to Naga that they turned green.
She followed by drawing his cute nose, and those even eyebrows that made his eyes stronger. Enjoying drawing a gentle line for his lips. She smiled when she finished giving final touches of his jaw and neck, even his ears.
Frederick was one of a kind, even though she had all the doodles of her other comrades, she mostly enjoyed seeing Frederick's: as she had drawn her muscles and positions in the past pages.
Oh if anyone would see this, they would surely find out her love was his. She hummed as she went back a few pages,checking on Frederick's data:
Frederick: A veteran knight whose attitude is often mistaken with a steward's. He prefers to guide others and is extremely serious and very skeptic. A Great Knight. Birthday: August 26.
Known as "Frederick the Wary".
Very patient.
Cares deeply for Chrom and Lissa: mostly Lissa.
Doesn't know how to relax.
Suffers phobia of large animals, mostly wolves.
Hates bear meat.
He likes to keep things arranged and cleaned.
Enjoys making fires.
Age ranged between 25-30.
Most common word:Milord.
Robin smiled and chuckled. She thought it was very precise her information, but then began to make a few arrangements, she blushed a little when she finished:
Frederick: A veteran knight whose attitude is often mistaken with a steward's. He prefers to guide others and is extremely serious and very skeptic. A Great Knight. Birthday: August 26.
Known as "Frederick the Wary".
Very patient.
Cares deeply for Chrom and Lissa: mostly Lissa.
Doesn't know how to relax.
Suffers phobia of large animals, mostly wolves.
Hates bear meat. Hates bear meat but eats it anyway.
He likes to keep things arranged and clean.
Enjoys making fires.
Age ranged between 25-30. 22, he acts older than he actually is.
Loves to knit.
Has a training hour named : Frederick's Fanatical Fitness Hour. Should never be missed.
Cooks fairly well.
Great in bed.
Has the cutest eyebrows.
Most common wordS: Milord, Alas, Unacceptable.
Favorite quotes: Pick a God and Pray!;Pegasus Dung; Absolutely not.
Robin sighed softly again and stared at the page for a while. She then turned to see her other doodles of him, she often found herself just drawing unconsciously about him. It was hard not do so after a fight or simply when he wasn't looking.
She really couldn't tell Tharja anything now.
Her thoughts were disrupted and she closed the journal immediately when the door opened roughly. She glared at Frederick lightly when he started to get close to her "Excuse me, but I believe you forgot to knock."
Frederick didn't answer, and simply kept getting closer to her.
"Frederick, I really don't wish to fight with you any long…mmmph!"Her words were muffed when Frederick pressed his lips against hers, Robin broke the kiss immediately, a huge blush rushing through her face already.
"Hey, don't think you can stumble here after you were a jerk!"
"I? A jerk? How dare thee, it has been you who have kept secrets from me. Daring to tell everyone except me…" He pulled her into another kiss, but Robin separated since the armor of the knight would hurt her chest. Frederick got the hint, and without even looking he took what Robin had in her hands and threw it on the desk: he picked up Robin, and made her stand up.
"Hey, you can't treat me like this!"
"Treat you how? I only wish for you to notice me. Actually take my words into action." He blinked when Robin laughed, she had that gleam in her eyes.
Robin cleared her throat and stood as straight as she could, letting her chest pop out. Frederick blinked a lot and glared her lightly when he noticed Robin was mocking his stance, even she had her hands behind her back.
"We must swear that our duty and love will always go hand in hand, our order and priority is always Chrom's safety." Robin even tried to make her voice deeper. She finally relaxed her chest "So there, I was just doing what we agreed on! I took priority on Chrom's words."
Frederick loved fire, and right now he was fire. He picked up Robin, and like that, she threw her on the bed.
"Ooof!" A small grunt escaped her lips as she looked upward, her nose getting redder as she watched the knight remove his armor in front of her "Hey! What's the big idea!"She tried to move away, but as soon the knight had at least his chest free from any armor, he got on the bed and trapped Robin.
"For days you ignored me, and even dared to be around other men, except me."
"Hey, I was practicing and planning!"
"Is that so? What about me ,then? Why didn't you practice anything with me? Big excuses." He kissed her cheek, since Robin moved her face away. "You even practiced with that caddy archer, who dared to touch your hands a way only I should."
"Were you jealous?"
Silence fell on the couple, but Frederick rose up lightly to stare at her.
"You're mine, Robin. If you ever dare to do such a tactical move again: I will wipe out the entire fleet and conquer you like if you were a princess and a treat." He got closer to her face "and no more alone talks with Chrom…is not correct."
Robin huffed lightly, her ears starting to get red from the tips too " Rumors are just that, rumors."
"But my feelings are not that simple, are they not? If rumors are going to be spread, then may they be about you and me. Not Prince Chrom or any other man ."Frederick reached for her hand, and kissed where Robin had her eerie mark. A mark that looked so well on her fair and pale skin.
"How about if nothing is spread then?"
"Milady, I cannot agree. I wish to spread you this instant."
Frederick was lucky Robin didn't have a tome with her. She just stared at him as Frederick would kiss her fingers, placing her hand on his cheek. She sighed deeply, trying to forget what this man just said and try to keep the good vibe going.
Robin held Frederick's face "You over think too much, sometimes…" Before she could continue, Frederick robbed another kiss from her. It seemed this was the theme for today.
More clanks were heard across the room, as Robin would help Frederick get rid of the rest of his armor, while Frederick would pull off her robe and other garments. Between kissing and biting each other, they managed to lie down on the bed, naked.
Robin still wondered if they rushed in this. Only a few months ago this man was just another comrade, another one of his fellow Shepherds. They haven't even had a date yet, but they were already bedding eachother.
Still, perhaps those meat meals they had at camp counted as dates.
What weird dates, but she was a weird girl after all-and deep down, Frederick is very weird as well. Who goes around telling my body is ready to a woman?
"Oh, Frederick…" Their lips would separate but soon come together again. Robin was trying her best to close her legs, but a large man was already between them. His hands roaming around her body, feeling every callus he had in his hands. They didn't feel bad, on the contrary, they felt great.
She had something to add now to his entry.
Frederick shivered when he felt his woman twitch as his tongue passed on her neck, giving her soft kisses there: but he was still jealous. He still couldn't forget what he saw all these days. His body acted, like a mad man, and bit unto her skin.
Robin whimpered lightly, but held him tightly as she felt how his mouth separated from there, but she knew that would leave a mark. He looked at Frederick, and gave him a look, but she had a smile.
"What was that all about?" She got responded with a little smirk "Why you cad..!"They had their battle, using their mouths as shields and their tongues as swords. But Robin preferred to feel Frederick's tongue inside her mouth, passing against her own tongue.
She felt it. Felt the hardness of Frederick.
She wanted it badly, but didn't know how to tell him so.
"I missed you…"
"I longed for you overly..."
"Do you love me?"
"More than my life."
"That makes us two." Robin held Frederick's face, now noticing the soft blush it had. How his iris became so thin and how lovely was to have this man like this "Darling, take me like there's no tomorrow…"
Frederick separated from her lightly, pulling her hips closer to his.
"Gladly."
-xxxxx-
Chrom would walk around in his room, her soon to be wife was resting on the bed already, with her eyes softly close: an obvious sign she was asleep.
He couldn't take Robin out of his head, how her eyes stopped sparkling when Frederick let out that cold statement towards her.
"Robin has always talked about Frederick's attitude…she should know him by now…" He thought, as he looked outside his window. "…but why did her eyes show hurt?"
Many times Chrom had talked with Frederick about his personal life, always ending with the phrase that he belonged to house Ylisse only, his only interest. Everyone with eyes that worked could see how much time the knight and the tactician would share-both of them having the heavier weight on their shoulders; both being responsible and taking care of the fleet-like combat partners.
But what if they passed that level?
"Could they be together?" He wondered.
He then snickered, shaking his head. He felt ashamed of dwelling in such personal matters that did not involve him, Robin was just a friend he cared mostly for, and many times did he receive her genuine support, as well as her loyalty to stand by his side even when death was near them.
Or so he tells to himself.
He left the room carefully, trying not to wake up Sumia. He walked around the halls, which were empty since the night was late.
"Perhaps Robin is still up…she could clarify me these doubts." He huffed "But what doubts? Why do I have doubts now? Why do I care…"
He finally reached Robin's door, before he could knock he heard soft squeaking noises. As well as soft pants. He was going to walk away, but his hand acted on his own,and he knocked hard on the door.
"Robin?" His eyes narrowed lightly as suddenly those noises came to an end.
Robin and Frederick stared at each other. They were embracing, feeling each other's trembles as their pleasure excursion was cut at half the journey. Frederick's eyes intensified on her, reading her every moment. Without giving a care, he kept thrusting inside of her,but much softly.
Still, his member was going in, deeper.
Robin was glad she was being able to hold her screams.
Holy shit…
"C…Chrom! I'm taking a bath!" A bath on Frederick's sweat. Frederick was enjoying this greatly, feeling the rush of adrenaline and pure power he had right now. Robin had to cover her mouth as Frederick passed his tongue on her breast. Feeling the cruel suction he was giving to her poor defenless nipple.
"Oh! I…I apologize!" Chrom blushed, remembering the time he saw Robin naked, unintentionally of course. "I just…wanted to know if you were okay."
"Yes,I'm fine!" She grasped Frederick's leg as he kept thrusting her, the momentum was soft but she had to admit feeling a rush of awkwardness and adrenaline rushing in her body too.
Robin wanted to scream that she was fine. That the all mighty knight was making a number on her.
"Then I will be on my way, sorry for the bother. Good night,Robin…"
"Good night!"Yes, it was a great night for her.
Chrom stared at the door for a few more moments, before walking back to his own room. He really didn't know what that was about, or why he even went there. But he surely knew Robin wasn't taking a bath.
The couple went silent for a moment, Frederick stopping so he could hear his surroundings a little better. Robin would just stare at the door, but mostly because the candle light was on that direction. She chuckled though when she felt a droplet of Frederick's sweat fall on her face.
"I think he knows…"
"Good."
"W..What?" She moved Frederick's stranded hairs from his face,so he could look into his eyes better.
"I'm not giving you up, not even to Chrom…"
"That's highly stupid for you to say, seeing you're the one between my legs and that he has a fianceé"
"Milady, I would say I'm more than between your legs." Frederick ignored the last part.
"You're no gentleman…" She whispered.
"And you're no lady." He whispered back.
"Fair enough." She kissed him, and that signal him to keep with his thrusts. Filling Robin with more waves of pleasure, her nails would cling to Frederick's back, moving her hands lower to feel the every movement of Frederick's muscles.
Soon their climaxes reached, Frederick's being first.
"Oh, Oh…Milady…you're so tight and warm…" He would whisper into Robin's ear, Robin only responing with her cries.
"Frederick, please! Oh my god! Yes! Yes!"
Frederick reached down to kiss her,making his loud moan be muffed by Robin's lips as he came inside of was enjoying the sensation, but before she could react, she felt how Frederick pulled out of her. His lips following her breasts and stomach as he moved lower
"Fre…Fre…What are you…" Her feet stretched and toes moved when she felt Frederick's breath between her legs.
"He is a madman." She thought.
"He is a cad." She re-thought.
"Oh, we are so going to burn in hell." She accepted. A wide smile covering her face as she felt Frederick's hand going around her body as his tongue made somewhere else.
She never thought she could scream so loudly.
When it was over, and both Shepherds just rested together, one more flushed than the other, since one of them left a small circle of wetness on the middle of the bed.
Robin rested against Frederick's chest, passing her hand lightly on it. She had a small smile ,but it soon grew as she nuzzled her face there.
"You should be jealous more often." She felt the arm around her hold her even closer.
"I believe not…" He answered tiredly. Robin only giggled.
"I'm sorry, Frederick…but know that I love you…and that I will miss you these few days."
Frederick reached for her hand, and gripped it softly. "Ah, seems there's another way to get me highly on edge."
Robin smiled.
"Good."
