Hello to you all, I'm glad that I've managed to get this Chapter up before the release of 'Echoes'. xD

Now before we begin, I must mention that this Chapter does introduce an OC (*original character*) into the mix in the form of a mysterious female. When I first started this story, I wasn't sure whether or not I was going to include any OCs (and I'm still not sure if there are going to be anymore in future) however, this character just sort of came into my mind so naturally that I knew I had to include her. She still doesn't have a name yet though so if- once you've read this Chapter- you have any ideas for a name for her then feel free to let me know and I'll take it on board. =)

Also, I'm not sure whether or not to change the rating of the story to 'M'. I mean, I think it's okay but I don't know how sensitive people are but eh, I'll leave it at 'T' for the moment. xD

*Spoilers Warning* Definite spoilers about the 'true' end of 'Awakening'. Also spoilers about other elements of the plot throughout the game.

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with 'Fire Emblem [Awakening]', its locations, characters etc. All rights go to their respective owners.

Rated T. (*Warning* Suggestive themes and language, mild bad language, mild descriptions of violence, blood and gore.)


Together Again?: Women of Magic and Mystery

"So...what do we do now?" Lissa slammed her palms down onto the table as she addressed the Shepherds.

"Maybe we should just tell her everything and hope she remembers some of it?" Gaius suggested.

Lissa frowned and turned to face him. "...And if she doesn't? She'll just become more confused or it may even frighten her?"

He just shrugged in response, opening a lollypop and beginning to consume it whilst one of his hands went up to scratch his head. "Well...it's better than nothing."

"Ooh, I know, I know! Tharja, why don't you use some of your dark magic to zap her memories back into place?" Nowi giddily made her contribution to the discussion.

Tharja rolled her eyes and tutted at the Manakete. "I can't just 'zap' her memories back into place, there isn't any magic in the world strong enough to do such a thing without having any...unexpected consequences."

Chrom sighed to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose as he went back to glaring out of the window whilst his friends and comrades continued to debate behind him. It'd been three days since they'd returned to Ylisstol; three days since he'd found his wife again.

That moment should have brought them closer together instead, they'd never been further apart. As soon as they'd returned to the castle, Robin had asked to be given some privacy and- as someone who could never say 'no' to her requests- the Exalt had ordered the maids to show her to her room and just that act alone had killed him; she should be in our room, not in one by herself! He'd had to make sure the room was away from Lucina's however...he still wanted her close and so her room (which he hoped would only be a temporary one) was stationed near his own.

He'd only told the rest of the Shepherds of her return...and of her amnesia yesterday and there were no plans to announce her return to the people until she could at least remember her role as their Queen. Chrom hadn't seen her again since they'd gotten back to the castle, she'd kept herself locked in her room refusing to even let the maids in. The only sign she was still there was that when the servants left a tray of food outside, it'd be taken inside before being returned to the spot it was left in a little while earlier with all of it gone. She always did have a healthy appetite. He thought with a smile.

"So...what are we going to do then?" Libra asked solemnly.

The room went deadly silent.

"We can't just give up that easily- this is Robin we're talking about!" Lissa's frustration was clearly getting to her and so Frederick cleared his throat and stepped in.

"Milady, if I may, maybe we should just give her some time first in order to see if anything will return to her naturally? It may be the most productive option we have at the moment even if we're not contributing in any way."

Lissa's eyes snapped to his, pain evident in their depths. "So we're just supposed to leave her like this? She has no memory, Frederick! She can't remember us or the war or even her baby girl. She doesn't recall the fact that she's a hero who saved the world, nor can she remember the fact that her tactical prowess allowed us all to get through three wars alive. How can-" She broke off as a wave of emotion took over her, her arms wrapping around herself protectively. "-How can we allow her to suffer after all she's been through already."

Chrom felt his fist clench at his side at the thought of Robin suffering. He remembered how difficult it was for her not having any memories the first time. It really hurt her and she felt like a burden to him and the Shepherds because of it. He'd spent countless nights trying to reassure her about her lack of memories and then- to add insult to injury- all the ones she ended up recalling just caused her even more grief. How can I watch her go through all that again?

But he knew that he would, he loved her and he would never give up on her even if she lost her memories a hundred thousand times or left him for a thousand years, he'd still be there waiting for her; ready to aid her through hardships and torments just like always.

No one said anything for a moment and Chrom was about to speak up in order to draw the meeting to a close when all of a sudden, a soldier burst into the room panting and gasping like there was no tomorrow. "Milord, I'm so sorry to interrupt but there's a group of attackers coming ever closer to Ylisstol as we speak. We're not sure if they're brigands, bandits or what but apparently they have an incredibly powerful magic user at their helm. The group of scouts we sent out to monitor them have been all but diminished apart from the one who reported to us and I'm afraid even he's...well-"

Chrom tensed as he stood up, his grip tightening around Falchion. "Say no more, we're on our way. Shepherds: to arms!"


They arrived at the designated spot at around noon. It'd taken them a couple of hours to decide who was going, to prepare equipment and to travel. It'd also taken Chrom a little bit of time to convince Lissa to stay behind...

"Please Chrom, I want to help!"

"Lissa no! You're pregnant and you know that you're not able to go into battle as a Shepherd whilst carrying a baby! I didn't allow Robin onto a battlefield whilst she was pregnant with Lucina so why would I let you?"

Lissa just looked incredulous. "But...but...whose going to heal you?"

Chrom rolled his eyes, "Maribelle and Libra are both coming along, we'll be fine healing wise."

"Hmph!" She pouted and stormed off after that much to her brother's amusement.

He wasn't used to feeling entertained anymore; practically everything had seemed so dull and boring without Robin but both his sister and daughter were capable of putting a smile on his face and for that he was always grateful.

As they approached the strangers, Chrom snapped himself out of his reverie and took his spot at the front of his troops and admired the strangers who straightened up at the sight of the Shepherds.

Chrom coughed slightly. "My name is Chrom; Exalt of Ylisse. I wish to speak with the commander of your group."

Two men at the furthest end of the field looked at each other for a moment with hesitancy, they looked as if they were never going to move until a sultry female voice spoke up behind them. "Please, allow me to indulge in the Exalt's request." She sneered the word 'Exalt' as the two men parted instantaneously at her command.

Chrom could only look on, completely stunned by who was in charge of the troops: a woman who was sat in- what could only be describe as-some sort of transportable chair that was being carried by some of her men. She seemed to be a mage of some sort but she wasn't Plegian nor was she from Ylisee or Ferox in fact, she didn't seem to be from anywhere that Chrom knew of. She was wearing clothes so revealing that she gave Tharja and Aversa (when she was still alive and serving under Validar) a run for their money, she was wearing a top cut around her midriff with a low V-neck and a short skirt with a piece of fabric hanging down in order to preserve some form of modesty. The clothing was white with golden decoration and a see-through material sewn into certain parts of the fabric. Her skin was rather pale and her finger nails were painted silver. She was wearing a lot of gold jewellery including bangles and earrings and she seemed to have a couple of markings on her arms and legs; her hair was ebony black and shoulder-length with a straight fringe however, it appeared to be wig of some kind since it didn't seem...natural for some reason. He found himself wondering why she felt the need to hide what her hair really looked like but he decided that for the moment, he probably shouldn't question it too much. There was also something unusual about the colour of her eyes; something he couldn't quite put his finger on...

She waved a hand elaborately about as she addressed Chrom, "Tell me did you come all this way just to stare or is there something you needed from me?" Some of her men chuckled and jeered at the idea of him being enraptured by the strange woman even though whilst that was the case, it wasn't for the reasons they were thinking. Despite that, he still had to try to disguise the furious embarrassed flush that began to spread across his cheeks.

Shaking his head to snap himself out of it Chrom spoke up, "Milady, you're approaching Ylisstol with a group of fighters by your side and due to your 'treatment' of my scouts, I'm giving you a warning; leave now or I will have to take you and your men down!"

The woman's chair was lowered slightly to allow her to get down and as she did, Chrom noticed that her feet were bare and yet unmarked which he found odd since there were bound to be dangers associated with walking around without shoes on. She looked down at the ground for a moment before turning to glare at the young man with blue hair; her gaze was steely, hostile and screamed 'danger'. "Heh, such a rush to get into a fight and I thought that Ylisse's prized 'Exalt' was supposed to be obsessed with peace and harmony. Such a cheek you have, boy, demanding I leave just because I took care of the nuisances you sent to spy on me! I don't take pity with people who get in my way. tell me, do you send spies after all of Ylisse's by passers or am I just a special case?"

Chrom straightened up, his eyes narrowing at the woman before him, he felt Frederick tensing up at his side as he grabbed the reigns of his horse tighter- no doubt preparing for Chrom's order to fight. "Hold your tongue, Milady in the presence of royalty!" The knight issued the warning with barely disguised malice.

In response the woman pretended to yawn. "You're beginning to irritate me, I have business to take care of and I'll be damned if I'll allow you to interfere any longer!"

"Business? What business?" Chrom inquired.

"Why I'm actually looking for someone who shall be of use to me in future. A dear slave of mine, suppose you can help me?" Chrom gritted his teeth at the woman's attitude and a her referencing to someone as her 'slave'. She was just so nonchalant! Staring intently at her nails and looking incredibly bored whenever she looked up at Chrom and his Shepherds. After a few moments of silence, she tutted and turned around, returning to her seat. "Apparently not, what a bother you've been to me." She clicked her fingers once and her men picked their weapons up and began to approach the group. "I'd like to say that this has been fun but...I'd be lying."

"Damn it!" Chrom snarled, "Shepherds, we fight for our lives!" With a wave of his arm, his troops began to fight the fiendish woman's own soldiers.

Now, after all the Shepherds had been through during the years, they were no strangers to difficult fights and as a result, they'd all become impeccably strong. Men and women who were able to wield a multitude of strong weapons effectively, were able to coordinate with little to no problems (although, they still had smarter strategies when Robin was the one coming up with them) and they were all able to work out when to aid another of their troops and when to leave them be. Those were the types of things that just came naturally to them after so much time fighting side by side.

It was a good thing that they had so much practice on the battlefield as the strangers they were up against were also experienced warriors going by the way they were fighting. They were just as capable, just as strong and just as able to work in sync. the Shepherds hadn't faced enemies this strong since their last battle against Grima. For every enemy they seemed to be taking down, three more appeared and they specialised in different areas as well, there were fighters using swords, axes, bows and arrows, spears and they also had incredibly capable healers. The battle felt as if it could go on for days unless they could come up with a good plan to outsmart the enemy. But we can't think of anything like that, that was always Robin's job or Morgan's on some occasions.

As Chrom was just about to deliver the final blow to an enemy soldier with a little bit more force than was probably needed but couldn't be helped due to his frustration at being so helpless in this type of situation without Robin, he found himself turning to face where the mystery woman should've been but when he looked, she wasn't there.

He felt his eyes narrow as he scanned the battlefield for any sign of the woman but she was nowhere to be seen. The wind was beginning to bellow around them, brushing Chrom's sweat-matted hair across his face, forcing him to brush it back. He was breathing hard and he was covered in blood that was both his enemies' and his own. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw her...

...and he was dumbstruck by what he saw.

"...We're not sure if they're brigands, bandits or what but apparently they have an incredibly powerful magic user at their helm..." That's what the soldier had said before the Shepherds had set out however, what he was seeing right now was nothing like that. Nothing like that at all.

The woman had all sorts of weapons somehow hidden on her person: short knives and spears, tomes, daggers and even her bracelets had spikes protruding from them now and when she didn't have the time to chop and change between weapons, she was fast and agile enough to attack without the aid of one, confusing her 'enemies' or even startling them before delivering the final blow either from behind or in front. Many of his men were trying to keep up with her and at one point she seemed to be completely surrounded by twenty or so soldiers all of which took her mere minutes to deal with even without any aid from her troops. it was almost like she knew all of their moves before even they themselves did and it was- to put it simply- rather eerie.

Chrom was so mesmerised by the woman's battling technique that he barely registered the fact that her eyes had also zeroed in on him. His grip tightened on the Falchion as she began to stalk towards him with a vicious smile on her face. Does she know me? Does she have a grudge against me or something? For some reason- while his brain was trying to puzzle this out- he couldn't bring himself to prepare to face her. It was like he was frozen in a daydream (or a nightmare), he had no control over his body.

"Milord!" He could hardly hear Frederick's warning cry over the blood rushing in his ears as the woman lifted one of her daggers high up into the air, preparing to stab Chrom. Goodbye Lucy, Lucina and Morgan. Goodbye Lissa and Owain. Goodbye to you Robin, I love you all dearly. Emm, with any luck, I'll see you soon. The final goodbye message went through his mind without him really registering it. He felt his eyes drifting shut in acceptance of his fate.

Suddenly he heard a sickening noise of metal piercing flesh, a horse's whine and a loud gasp of pain that wasn't his own. His eyes snapped open and landed on Frederick who had a knife stuck in his side. He was still alive and Chrom could tell the injury wouldn't kill him- she...she held back? Chrom registered with surprise.

"Ugh," She moaned, looking at Frederick with contempt and disgust- "That pathetic Exalt was supposed to be my message but I suppose you'll do." She sneered as she stood over Frederick, kicking him in the side where his injury was, causing him to cry out.

Chrom suddenly snapped out of his state and his teeth gritted together as he stalked towards the woman, "You witch!" He cried, smacking her in the jaw with Falchion's hilt, knocking her off of her feet.

She landed on all fours and- for a moment- she looked momentarily taken aback but then that irritating smile spread across her face again. The other Shepherds had rallied to where Chrom and Frederick was in order to keep them safe from the other enemies whilst Chrom tried to deal with her. She rose to her feet and began to stalk towards Chrom, kicking the body of a dead soldier as she did so. "Oh, you poor pathetic boy, you haven't seen anything yet." She snapped her fingers again and all of her troops just...halted where they stood. It was the most bizarre thing they'd seen in a while.

Despite that, Chrom ran at her, Falchion at the ready. She didn't even bother to watch him approach her, she just checked her nails again and as soon as the Exalt was close enough, she kicked him square in the chest.

He was knocked back, coughing and gasping, the Falchion thrown from his grasp. Tharja, Maribelle and Vaike leaned down, trying to support their injured friend.

Rolling her eyes at them, the mysterious woman lifted up her hand in a 'stop' motion and then all of the Shepherds found themselves stuck just like her own troops did. She slowly made her way towards them. "Well...this has been fun little Exalt and I just know we'll see each other again soon." She bent down to face him, placing her hand under his chin and raising his head so he could meet her eyes, the fury in his own only became more prominent as her amusement grew. She pressed a kiss against his forehead before pulling back. "But for now..." She mused as a ball of magic started to rise up from her palm. "...I think you should go to sleep."

The ball of magic launched at the Shepherds, drowning out the world and their senses and before they even knew it, the whole world went dark.


Meanwhile at the castle, an incredibly bored Lissa decided to pay Robin a visit. "Hello!?" She called out whilst knocking on Robin's door. "Am I okay to come in?"

There was no response for a few moments and Lissa sighed, she was just about to give up when the handle began to turn and her sister-in-law hesitantly opened the door, peaking out and looking at Lissa like she was a complete and utter stranger.

"H-how can I help you Princess?" Robin murmured.

Lissa rolled her eyes as she stepped into the room, grasping Robin's hand in her own. "Please, just Lissa is okay." She bounded into the room without waiting for a reply. The window was slightly ajar, allowing for a subtle breeze to drift through the room and there was a huge pile of books scattered around. "You've been to the library?"

Robin nodded.

Lissa couldn't help but smile. "Heh, that's just typical of you Robin, you always did have your nose in a book." Lissa was just lifting the lid of a jar to see if there were any sweets in it when her eyes widened as she realised her gaffe.

"I...always did?" Robin's eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

Well...it's too late to turn back now. "Y-yes you did."

"So...you knew me before?" Robin clarified.

All Lissa could do was nod.

Robin turned her gaze away from her relative. "Then I'm sorry that I can't remember you."

Lissa waved her hands dismissively. "Please, it's not your fault"

Robin went to sit on top of her bed and she stayed there in silence for a few minutes before speaking up again. "If...if you knew me, could you explain a few things to me?"

Lissa hesitated "I'll try." Stupid, what about what Frederick said?!

Facing towards the window and messing with her nail, Robin spoke up. "Why am I allowed to stay here in the palace?"

"Because you live here!"

"I do? Why?"

"Erm...well...you live here because your family is here." Yes, that's it.

"My...my...family? You mean like my Mum and Dad?"

Lissa shook her head, recalling who Robin's dad was and repressing a shudder when she recalled all of the horrible things that that man had put her brother, son, niece, nephew and-of course- Robin through. She couldn't comprehend how any man could put his child through such hell but then again, her own father wasn't all sunshine and rainbows either apparently.

"No...not a Mum and Dad, more like..." She trailed off.

"Like?" Robin murmured, an eyebrow slightly raised and curiosity burning in her tone just like always.

"Hmm...maybe I should just..."- This time Robin pouted, incredibly agitated by Lissa's reluctance to share after agreeing to do so.- "Come with me!" Lissa grabbed Robin's hand and whisked her out of the room before she could object.

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A few minutes later, Lissa was knocking on her little' niece's door which a maid ended up opening. "Lady Lissa, how may I help you?"

Lissa smiled warmly at the woman, "I'm wishing to see my niece, please."

The maid looked pass Lissa and saw Robin stood there looking dumbfounded. "Bu-but Milady, I'm not sure if-"

"Please." Lissa pleaded.

The maid considered it for a moment longer, chewing her lip all the while before nodding her assent and drifting out of the room after bidding her farewell to Lucina.

"Come with me!" Lissa said to Robin as she entered the room.

After a few seconds stood out in the corridor, she followed the excitable woman into the room. She was surprised to find that she'd been brought into a nursery for some reason. The walls were painted the colour of sky blue and there was a butterfly motif throughout. There were teddy bears everywhere she looked and a rocking chair for an adult to sit in- no doubt for when they were reading stories to whoever occupied the room.

Speaking of which, Robin turned her head to face the Princess when she heard tinkling laughter drifting through the room and she was stunned into silence when she saw the little girl cradled in her arms.

The girl had blue hair and she was wearing a golden headband that resembled a crown. Her eyes matched her hair colour and they were wide and inquisitive. She was such a beautiful girl, adorable in every way. Robin felt incredibly protective of her and her heart swelled with pride and love because that girl was...

"Lucina!" She gasped, her arms stretching out towards the young girl.

Lucina was sucking her thumb when she met the eyes of the woman in front of her. She was confused for a moment until she realised that this was the woman from the painting; this was 'Ma'. When she grasped that concept, she struggled in her auntie's grasp and Lissa passed her to Robin. "You remember her?" Lissa asked stunned.

Robin just nodded as she clutched the girl tightly to her chest. "I- I don't know why I can recall her when I've forgotten everything else but I'm glad I can because the last time I saw her, I left and never came back even after I promised I would and I don't think I would've been able to stand it if my lack of memory forced me to waste anymore time that could've been spent with her."

Lissa beamed, "Well...I suppose it isn't so strange after all, you knew who Chrom was the first time 'round so the fact you can remember your daughter is similar..." Lissa cut off that train of thought as a chocked sob racked through Robin who was kissing Lucy over and over again on her forehead.

Lissa felt her heart melt at the sight of the young woman and she was just about to give her time to reunite with her baby when she spoke up again. "You...you said Lucina was your niece."

Lissa nodded.

"I was reading about your family history and it said you had two elder siblings; Emmeryn and Chrom. I know of...Emmeryn's passing from the book which only leaves Chrom to be Lucina's father."

Dread made its way through Lissa, she knew where this was going.

"So...if Chrom is her father and I'm her mother then...that means we're-"

Just then, for the second time that day, a soldier ran up to the room, panting and gasping. "What's wrong?" Lissa asked.

"Milady, you're needed. T-Tharja and Henry have just come back with the remaining soldiers in tow however, many of them are gravely injured."

Lissa nodded with understanding and determination. "Of course I'll be right there." She turned to Robin when the soldier placed his hand lightly on her arm, pulling her attention back to him. "Th-that's not all, both Chrom and Frederick are among those terribly hurt during the fight."

Lissa's eyes widened and she shot from the room without a second though, the soldier bowed in Robin's direction before following the young princess.

Now alone in the room with her little girl, Robin went over to the door, closing it before going over to the chair and wrapping Lucina tightly in her robes whilst humming a tune to help her fall asleep. When her daughter seemed to be lost in a dream land, Robin spoke to herself. "It's not long now...just keep on pretending, Robin. Keep on pretending and everything will go according to plan..."


A few hours later and Lissa was still sat by Chrom's bed. Luckily all of the soldiers who had come back- including both her brother and Frederick- were now all in a stable condition and were just getting some rest. She'd already received an account of all that had happened during the battle and when she questioned Henry and Tharja about why they were the ones to bring back the remaining Shepherds who were all still unconscious, they said that their abilities as Dark Mages allowed them to recover from the spell relatively quickly and after that, they went to search for any help they could find before returning to the castle.

Lissa was still worried about her brother despite the reassurances that he'd be okay; his chest and torso were wrapped up in bandages and his skin was pale, his face taunt like he was in pain. She couldn't help but hold his hand, rubbing her thumb soothingly over his skin. She's barely slept or rested since being called to aid with healing the wounded and by the looks of things, that wasn't going to change anytime soon.

"Milady, maybe you should turn in for the night?" One of the other healers murmured.

Lissa shook her head. "No, not until he's at least spoken or opened his eyes."

The woman pursued her lips. "But you're preg-"

"I know I'm pregnant!" Lissa snapped. "But that does not make me delicate. I've helped out with all of the pregnancies experienced by my friends thus far; I know what I have to do in order to keep us both safe so stop pretending like I don't know any better!"

"My apologies." The woman bowed before fleeing the room.

Lissa sighed, she hated it when people felt like they couldn't put her in her place if she had a go at them simply because she was royalty but right now, she was too tired and stressed out to go and apologise. She closed her eyes to fight back a wave of tears.

"You could've handled that a bit better." A weak male voice spoke up.

Her eyes snapped open and landed on her brother's half-closed ones. "Chrom!" She cried, leaning to press a kiss against his cheek. "I was so worried, I thought I was going to lose you just like I lost Emm and..." She choked on a wave of emotion. "I...Oh Chrom, don't you ever put me through anything like that again!"

He smiled a best he could. "Heh, I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention to upset you. How's Frederick?"

"He's doing okay, so don't worry. It'll take more than that to take down ol' Freddy-bear." She winked at him.

They both laughed slightly at the nickname Robin had come up with and at that moment, something occurred to Lissa. "Oh, brother! I have something to tell you."

"What?" He asked her curiously.

"Robin remembers Lucina!"

His expression became confused. "She remembers Lucina?"

"Yeah, I took Robin to see her and she recalled who Lucy was."

"But that...that's great news!"- He couldn't help but smile at the idea that maybe it wouldn't take much to help robin regain her memories.- "I'm mad at you for taking Robin to see Lucina when we agreed not to..." He murmured, looking pointedly at his sister and she just stuck her tongue out at him in response. "...However, thank you. I'm glad that those two can regain their bond again."

"Yeah, me too."

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment before Chrom hesitantly spoke up. "Can I see her?"

"Who?"

"Robin."

Lissa but her lip but before she could object, Chrom placed his free hand on top of hers "Please, Lissa, even if she can't remember me, I just...really need her here right now." He drifted off when he said that.

Lissa considered it for a few minutes before nodding. "I'll see what I can do."

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About half-an-hour later, there was a slight knock on the infirmary door and Chrom looked over as best he could to see the figure of Robin stood there, looking rather tense and nervous. He tried to reassure her with the kindest smile he could muster however, a sudden slice of pain no doubt turned it into a grimace.

"You called for me, Milord?"

"Yes but please, just call me Chrom, there's no need to refer to me by a title."

She nodded at his words as she approached his bedside and sat beside him.

The silence between them grew tense and awkward until Robin finally spoke up. "So...what happened to you out there?"

"Ugh, don't concern yourself with it, we'll sort it out as soon as I'm back to my best."

Robin couldn't help but look at the severity of his injuries with a slight frown, doubt spreading through her. "Yeah...I'm sure it'll go better for you next time."

"It will, we'll be...better prepared." Chrom tried to reassure her but he seemed to be failing miserably.

"Chrom?"

"Yes?"

"What is you relation to me?"

Chrom tensed up at that. "You must have a reason for asking, what's brought this up."

"You already know that I've met with Lucina and that I can remember her however, it doesn't take a genius to work out who her father is and that's not taking into account the books you have in the library documenting your family history. If I'm her mother then either you fathered her with me out of wedlock or you're the reason for this." She held her hand up, showing him the wedding ring that was still on her finger.

Chrom hesitated for a moment before deciding it was best just to be honest with her. "You're right, we were married before...before you disappeared. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner however, I wasn't sure how you'd respond to such news when you couldn't even recall ever meeting me let alone marrying me and having our child."

Robin brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped one arm around them. "Heh yeah, it might've been too much to handle." Her free hand brushed over his own and her cheeks turned slightly pink as she met his gaze. "I'm sorry though...about not being able to remember you; it must be very painful for you."

Slowly so as not to disturb his injuries, he lifted her hand up to his lips and kissed it. "It's not your fault and now that you know the basics, we can build on that. Don't worry Robin, you're not alone during this."

"No I suppose not." She smiled at him slightly and then suddenly, her face began to crumble and tears began to fall down her cheeks. "Oh Chrom, I'm so sorry!" She cried, moving to hold him against her as best she could.

"It's all right Robin, everything is going to be okay." Chrom then proceeded to hold his wife as she let out her grief.

...However, whilst this was going on, a figure watched on from the doorway as the couple embraced, cried and reassured each other. She was used to spending her time watching them after all, her life was bound to Robin's and so she had to make sure Chrom was treating her right.

Despite this, it wasn't her closest friend she was concerned for in fact, she was concerned for the goofy-prince who stole Robin's affections. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but she knew with every fibre of her being that something was wrong with Robin...

...Something was very, very wrong indeed.


Ooh...so just what is going on with Robin and what is with the mysterious OC? I'll leave you all to come up with your own thoughts and theories for the moment (and if you have any ideas for my OC name-wise or whatever then let me know). I'll try to have the next Chapter up soon but- you know- 'Echoes'. xD Until next time. xXx