Grima was defeated.
With one final strike from the combined might of Chrom's Falchion and Robin's own Levin sword the monster that had terrorized Ylisse across decades was slain. They had won.
So why was no one happy about it?
"You lied to me."
Her words cut deeper than any blade and her tears burned worse than any hellfire the Fell Dragon could conjure.
Robin's words caught in his throat. All he could do was stand there, fading into the wind in silence as his wife laid her feelings of sadness and anger bare.
"You said you'd stay with me! You said you wouldn't leave! You lied! You can't go!"
"Mother, stop."
Nah held her crying mother close. Before she would have sobbed just as loudly as her sister and mother were doing now, but she held it in. She had to be strong for the both of them.
Robin couldn't help but smile sadly. She had become so strong.
The last thing he saw was his wife reach out to him. He did the same. The moment their fingers touched he was gone.
Nothing.
That was all that awaited him in the end. He saved his kingdom and the world. Protected his friends. Found love. Started a family. He thought he lived a good life, but in the end all that waited for him was darkness and regret.
What if I was just a step quicker?
What if my tactics were a bit sharper?
What if I never met her?
What if I never became a Shepherd?
What if I were never born?
These thoughts were the only thing that kept him company in the dark. He was alone.
No Chrom. No Lissa. No Frederick. No Maribelle. No Tharja. No Henry. No Gaius. No Morgan. No Nah. No…
"Nowi."
A flash blinded Robin the moment her name exited his lips. He felt his body being pulled from the nothing, the black having transformed into a blinding white that grew brighter by the second. He closed his eyes.
He slowly opened them again when he felt his body fall still.
A warmth radiated through his cloak.
A breeze caressed his face.
A bright light broke through his eyelids.
His vision slowly cleared and he saw her; sitting next to him patiently. It seemed she had been there for quite a while.
Their eyes met and she smiled as brightly as she could.
"Good morning, handsome. Did you want to sleep a little longer?"
"No." He smiled softly. "I think I've slept long enough."
This one was also kind of difficult. I decided to try and approach the theme without making it too obvious in the writing. I think I managed that well enough.