"What did you mean by liking him in that way?" Morgan piped up from his position, head resting on my legs as his wide dark eyes stared into mine.
"I never found out." I smiled down at him. That was true – I never found out if Chrom loved me. "But I knew how I felt about him."
It had been a few weeks since the night in the tent. Chrom had been avoiding me profusely and it made it difficult to plan battle strategies. However, we'd managed to get through the Khan's battle against Marth with little injury. With Regna Ferox's support sealed, our army began the long march back to Ylisstol with a new soldier – Lon'qu. The Myrmidon was oft silent as they trudged through the snow, and had somehow made an unlikely alliance with the ever-smiling Stahl.
Said green cavalier hadn't smiled back at me properly since the night I spent with Chrom in his tent. His smile was clouded with an emotion I couldn't quite pick up on.
That was another budding relationship ruined when I ruined my tent.
"Right." Chrom called. "We'll stop here for lunch." He ordered, and the weary band of shepherds all grunted in satisfaction.
Lissa and Sumia started chopping vegetables for a stew whilst a group of others – led by myself – traipsed into the woods in search of firewood.
"Vaike, Stahl, go look in that general direction." I ordered, pointing east. They both nodded and headed out away from me. "Sully, we'll take this end." I nodded. The redhead nodded, and I began to wander around in search of dry wood.
I hadn't been looking for long, when I realised I was lost.
"Sully? Stahl?" I called, looking around for any sign of life. "Vaike?" I added, hoping maybe the bone head got lost too and would be nearby. "Anybody?!" I yelled, hopelessly.
"Robin!" A voice called from behind me. I whipped around to see Chrom sat beside a lake I hadn't noticed before. "Be careful, you were close to falling into the water." He laughed.
"O-oh, sorry." I blushed. "I lost my way looking for firewood."
"I could tell." He blushed too, eyes focusing on the sand. "A-about the other night –"
"Consider it forgotten." I interrupted, and Chrom gulped, taken aback.
"Oh…I wasn't going to say that." He sighed, looking dejectedly back at the sand. I moved to sit next to him.
"I'm sorry Chrom. The Prince and the tactician would never work." Also, I'm unsure how I feel about you. But that's a minor issue.
"Who's to say it won't." He muttered, moving his gaze from the sand, to me, then back again.
"I'm to say." I sighed. "It would be odd for the troops if their amnesiac tactician just started dating their Prince and leader."
"I can't help the way I feel." He groaned
"I know, I know." I mumbled, wrapping an arm around him and patting his arm in a comforting motion. "I just think…us….it feels wrong."
"Tell me then, does this feel wrong?"
Chrom looked up at me, blue eyes twinkling along with the sunlight rippling on the lake. My red eyes locked onto his, and I could see his face slowly inching towards mine.
Something was telling me not to let this happen. Something was going off inside my brain that told me to get the heck out of that situation, to move away.
But something kept me glued to the spot. The same something that would lead to our lips meeting.
I'm not sure if it was my first kiss, but it was definitely my first since waking up in that field.
Lissa had mentioned something about sparks flying when you have your first kiss with whoever you were meant to be with – that was how you'd know you'd met your prince.. All I felt was a mushy wet pair of lips wrestling against mine, and I was kissing an actual, real life prince.
Then again, Lissa was a very sheltered princess who'd probably just read too many fairytales.
Despite the slight disappointment that I didn't feel like a firework at my first kiss, we still pulled away breathlessly. Panting, I moved to stand up.
"No…please stay" Chrom groaned. "It did feel wrong, didn't it." He mumbled.
"No, no it was lovely." I lied slightly, but now feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through my body, part of me wanted more. "I just need to collect more firewood." I covered, and Chrom nodded, standing up and brushing the sand from himself.
"Yes, oh yes! I'll help you of course!" he yelped, blushing as he trotted towards me, like a sickeningly sweet puppy.
With that, the two of us trudged back to the camp, collecting any dry logs we could find on our journey back to cover our impromptu make out session beside the lake.
"Mama." Marc called, head now beside her brothers with her feet wedged amongst her pillows. "Was that Papa?" she asked, eyes lit up at the thought of her parents rendezvousing beside a lake – her four-year-old brain formulating the perfect fairy tale image of her mama and papa sitting by blue water.
"You'll have to wait and find out." I giggled, stroking their hair. I glanced over at the clock sitting on the wall – I was late for the feast, but sat here snuggled against my children, I don't think I exactly cared…
A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out, I really don't have much of an excuse! I was working on my UCAS stuff to begin with, but then it just became forgotten about…oh well! I hope this chapter makes up for that, and I'm going to try and write some more tonight so that they're all ready to be uploaded, as I'm in a very writing-y mood xD
Aaaand it's review time!
Huxplosion: 1st: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR DRAWING THE AMAZING COVER FOR THIS FIC!
2nd: I'm going to try and create a strong bond amongst the more background characters, we'll see where Vaike ends up…(I mean, I added him into the search for firewood so I can't hate him! See my logic? ;) )
Prescribed-Madness: Chrom pls what r u doin? Chrom pls...
Haha, I'm glad you enjoyed that chapter and sorry there isn't much of Stahl right now, but all in good time my friend!
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