Hello again, readers! We're back with another chapter of Yes, I Remember and I gotta say, this one came a little faster to me than the others did. Nothing terribly groundbreaking happens here, but Lyn gets to live her first day as a member of the Shepherds as the team learns some troubling news back in Ylisstol... Now, onto the feedback!

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When Robin made his way back to Arena Ferox's main lobby, he found the rest of the previously-fielded Shepherds waiting for him and the others to return. All four of them were busy tending to their wounds as expected, some clearly taking it better than others...

"Hold still, Kellam. Ya wimp," Sully griped as she wrapped some bandages around the knight's chest. "So much for all that armor, huh, tin man?"

"Hngg… Ow!"

"Quit squirmin' already!"

Stahl sighed as he leaned against a nearby wall, utterly exhausted. "Man… those two really gave it to us good. I don't think I've ever seen such swordplay in all of Ylisse before!"

"Pfft. I bet ol' Freddy coulda taken 'em both blindfolded," Vaike remarked confidently. "Just where is the big lug anyway…?"

Sully snorted, shooting an unimpressed glare in Robin's direction. "At least none of us choked like little Robby here. What the hell was that crap?"

"Er… W-well, you see, I - "

Stahl was quick to come to the tactician's defense. "C'mon, Sully, give him a break. It's not every day you square off against such a beautiful woman. I mean, did you see the fire in those eyes? Yowza!"

"Stahl, my man, I'll drink to that!" Vaike cheered, clapping a hand on the cavalier's shoulder as the two laughed. Kellam merely shook his head in silence.

"Ugh! You guys are so - "

The post-fight chatter was brought to a halt as Chrom and Lissa returned from the guest hall with a rejuvenated Lyndis in tow. The prince cleared his throat, drawing all eyes to him.

"Yo, Chrom! Are we finally leavin' this place behind?"

"For now, Vaike. Before we head back to Ylisstol to give Emm the good news, however," Chrom said, gesturing to Lyn, "I'd like to introduce you all to the newest member of the Shepherds."

"Hello!" Lyn greeted, waving to her former adversaries. "I am Lyndis of the Lorca, but you may call me Lyn. I look forward to fighting alongside you all."

"Oh, hey," Vaike crooned, trying to look cool. "Wassup? The name's Vaike, but you can call me Teach. Unlike Chrom, I don't fool around!"

"Is that why you disarmed yourself in the arena like an amateur?"

Several of the Shepherds chuckled as Vaike took great offense. "Hey! I meant to do that, you know. Yeah! It was all part of Teach's plan!"

"Sure, Teach," Stahl joked as he rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say. In any case, Lyndis, I'm Stahl. The lady in red is Sully - "

"Hey! Who're you callin' a lady?!"

"... And the big guy here is Kellam," Stahl finished, pointing a hand towards the silent knight. "Of course you're already familiar with Robin, haha."

Lyn blushed slightly before taking a gander at the Shepherds. They were an odd bunch, to be sure, but they didn't seem malicious by any stretch of the imagination.

"Pretty awesome, right?" Lissa asked her, giggling. "This isn't even all of us!"

"Really now?" came the response. In hindsight, though, Lyn couldn't really say she was too surprised. Her own group back in Caelin had grown quite a bit during her quest to dethrone Lundgren. Erk, Serra, Dorcas, Lucius… None of them had ever really been declared official members of "Lyndis's Legion", and yet -

"Sure! I bet the rest are waiting for us back at the carriages!"

"Then I look forward to meeting them as well," the Lorcan affirmed.

"I don't suppose you lot have room for one more?"

The Shepherds turned to see Basilio and Flavia standing behind them with Lon'qu in tow. The East Khan wore a proud smirk on her face as the other two looked slightly disappointed over their loss.

"Huh? What do you want, Baldy?"

"Sully!" Kellam whispered harshly.

Basilio let out a boisterous laugh that, for some reason, reminded Lyn of Hector. "Hahaha! Gotta admire the stones on this one. And here I thought you'd be jumping for joy at the chance to fight alongside Lon'qu here."

Everyone aside from the aforementioned swordsman and Flavia looked at the West Khan in surprise.

"... Huh?" Chrom broke the silence. "You mean - "

"That's right, my boy! I'm sendin' him back with ya as somethin' of a farewell gift. Consider him my personal contribution to the war effort, as well."

Lissa took a few steps forward and marveled as she circled the gruff myrmidon, staring at him with wide eyes all the while. Lon'qu shuffled in place, clearly uneasy. "Woah… He's so cool! Can we really keep him?"

Chrom sighed, a hand over his face. "He's not a pet, Lissa…"

Ignoring her brother, the little princess reached out a hand towards the stoic warrior. Naturally, Lon'qu hastily recoiled in response. "Nn…!"

"Hey! I didn't even touch you!"

Basilio chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm afraid Lon'qu here is a bit… challenged, shall we say, when it comes to women. Not that it's ever really hindered him on the battlefield…"

Lyn was about to speak up as she remembered how Lon'qu had lost to Marth in the first place. It seemed bizarre at the time, but given what she had realized in the sauna not too long after…

"Are you sure you're alright with this, Lon'qu?" Chrom asked him concernedly. "Between the hordes of undead we've fought and the even more unpleasant Plegians, I'm afraid this won't be an easy undertaking."

"I've fought many a Plegian," the stoic swordsman replied quietly. "None have lived to see another day."

Sully laughed boisterously, her shoulders shaking. "Har! I like him already."

"I dunno, seems kinda edgy to me," Vaike quipped, sticking his out at him. "Can't wait to spar with ya, though!"

"Who are the Plegians?" Lyn questioned aloud. "And what's this I'm hearing about the undead?" The Sacaean took note of how Chrom's face seemed to harden considerably as Robin shrank back into his cloak.

Lissa sighed bitterly. "It's a long story… Don't worry, Lyn. We'll be sure to fill you in on the way back to Ylisse!"

"Then it's settled," Basilio said, turning to Chrom. "Good luck, boy. I expect great things out of you!"

The blue-haired prince nodded with a grin. "Thank you, Khan Basilio. And you as well, Khan Flavia. I'll strive to do my best. Do send Marth my regards."

"I would if I knew where he slipped off to," he replied, shrugging. "Slippery guy, that."

"No kidding! Here one moment, gone the next," Lissa crooned. Sighing dreamily, she added, "He's so mysterious, isn't he?"

Lyn couldn't help but chuckle as both Chrom and Vaike scowled at the princess peevishly. 'If only they knew…'

"... Right. Come on, Shepherds," Chrom ordered, still clearly upset at his sister's comment. "Frederick and the others are waiting for us. To the carriages!"


Lyn was all too happy to leave the snowy land of Regna Ferox behind her. The weather in Sacae ranged from blisteringly hot to moderately cool, and so she never really possessed a deep resilience to the cold like Florina had. She couldn't imagine living in Ilia permanently, but perhaps Lyn would be singing a different tune if she were born there...

Currently, the Sacaean was riding to Ylisse in a carriage with several of the Shepherds she had just become acquainted with. Frederick rode next to them on his horse, keeping a watchful eye on the newcomer all the while.

"Most intriguing," Miriel mused, adjusting her glasses. According to Stahl, she was quite possibly the best and brightest the Shepherds had to offer in terms of intellect and magical ability. Not very fun to exercise with, though. "This 'Elibe' you speak of… There's nary a mention of it in any of the numerous books in Castle Ylisse's library. I've perused them all. Twice, in fact."

"Me too!" Sumia, a junior pegasus knight perked up. "I often check out the fantasy fiction section while Miriel brushes up on the more science-y texts. You should come with us sometime, Lyndis!"

"Ah… I've never been one for books, truthfully," she admitted, rubbing her arm bashfully. Currently, she sat across from the two self-proclaimed bookworms as Lissa rested on her right.

"Ughhh," the blonde princess groaned. "I hate long carriage rides! When are we gonna get back home?"

"Based on the condition of our horses and the current wind patterns, I surmise we'll reach Ylisse in at least a day. Of course, that's neglecting to take potential roadside skirmishes into account…"

As Lyn continued to socialize a bit with the other three in the carriage, Robin was riding ahead in another wagon. The strategist occasionally poked his head out to get a good look at his surroundings only to be met with the bitter cold.

"Yer gonna catch cold like that, Robin," Donnel said, sitting next to a sleeping Kellam. The young villager was still a new addition to the Shepherds, but he got along well enough with everyone.

Robin, who was resting his head on his hand, took his advice to heart. "Mm? Oh… Thank you, Donnel."

"Dear friend, what ails you?" a stuffy aristocrat asked him. "You appear to be most forlorn."

"I'm fine, Virion. I'm just… thinking."

Vaike, who was the fifth and final passenger, let out a noise of amusement. "Rob, my boy, you have got to let that brain of yours rest from time to time! We won the tournament, we got enough troops behind us to kick some Plegian arse, and the worst is behind us!"

"You're being too optimistic," Robin cautioned, folding his arms. "... In any case, that's not what's eating at me. Not entirely, anyway…"

"It's the new girl, isn't it?"

"Hm…"

Virion chuckled, leaning back and crossing his legs. "Ah, the lovely Lady Lyndis. How truly splendid she is. The gods played favorites when they made her, and she walks with all the radiance of a fine dawn! It is not surprising that our genius tactician here would be enamored with such a beautiful vixen."

"... Buddy, I have no idea what you just said," Vaike groaned, pinching his nose. "Somethin' about Robin likin' her, right?"

"Oh, come now! Do you not feel the same way whenever you gaze upon Lady Lissa?"

Vaike's eyes shot open at this accusation. "Wh-What?! Don't be ridiculous! Of course I ain't sweet on Lissa!"

As the two went back and forth over how Vaike most certainly did not have any affection for the young princess, Robin's eyes traveled back outside of the wagon. Looking a little bit ahead, he could see that Frederick and Chrom were pulling their wagon. Robin then turned backwards to see the cavaliers and Lon'qu trotting through the snow. Lon'qu refused to make eye contact with either of them, particularly Sully, and the warrior showed no signs of fatigue as he marched.

Robin reclined in his seat and shut his eyes. 'Perhaps I should check up on Lyndis once it's safe to stop… A good tactician always makes sure to ease in the new recruits.'

Despite his thoughts, a small nagging voice in the back of Robin's head wasn't convinced that his interest in her was entirely professional. Whatever their past relationship had been, it had to have been particularly deep for Lyn to travel all this way for him. His memory might have been gone, but… Who's to say they couldn't make some new memories to hold dear?

"Yeah," Robin sighed with a small smile. "Wouldn't that be nice…"


Once Lyn and the other Shepherds had finally arrived in Ylisstol, the lady of the plains was in awe at the city before her. In some ways, it reminded her of Bulgar, but bigger. The city was fairly large, full of life, and vendors lined the streets with numerous treats and trinkets at their disposal. Beautiful blue banners adorned the buildings as the wagons passed through town, and Lyn couldn't stop herself from staring out the window.

Lissa giggled. "Pretty great, right? This here's our hometown, Ylisstol!"

"Home...town? This is more like a small kingdom!"

"Indeed," Frederick replied, still riding alongside their wagon. "Ylisstol is the capital city of the Halidom of Ylisse. You would do well to be on your best behavior here, Lyndis."

Lyn shot him a look. "Sir Frederick, I promise you that I've no intention of causing anyone harm."

"Don't worry about old Freddy Bear. He's always a little grumpy," Lissa assured her with a smirk. "Especially when Chrom recruits new Shepherds behind his back!"

"There's a world of difference between 'grumpy' and 'wary', milady."

"Besides," Miriel spoke up, "if memory serves, I believe it was you that recruited Lyndis into our ranks, Lissa, not Chrom."

"... Oh yeah. Hehe."

After a bit more banter, the Shepherds' wagons had arrived at the stables just outside of Castle Ylisse. Stahl and Sully had gone along with Frederick and Sumia to hitch their horses and pegasus inside while the most of the other Shepherds were told to await further orders in the barracks.

Chrom, on the other hand, was to report directly to Exalt Emmeryn and deliver the good news of acquiring Ferox's support. Lissa decided to accompany him, as did Robin and Lyndis. The four of them entered the castle and traveled down the extravagant hallways before being permitted to enter the throne room by several guards.

On the throne sat a blonde woman in regal robes, a gentle smile on her face and a strange mark on her forehead. It looked practically identical to the one on Chrom's shoulder, and the prince smiled as he met her gaze.

"Sister, I come bearing good news," he announced with pride. "We've managed to win over Ferox's support. Khan Flavia will supply us with her best troops in the event of a war with Plegia."

'Sister?' Lyn questioned internally. 'Does that mean…?'

"This is good news indeed, Chrom," Emmeryn replied softly, closing her eyes. "The last thing I want is another bloody conflict on our hands, but if we are forced to defend our people, then so be it."

The graceful Exalt turned her gaze towards the stranger in her midst, still wearing an amicable grin. "I see you've made yet another new friend."

"Yep!" Lissa chirped, gesturing to the Sacaean warrior beside her. "This is Lyndis! She's a really cool fighter from Eilbeen! You should see her in action sometime!"

"Er… that's Elibe, Lissa," Lyn corrected her gently. Bowing to Emmeryn, she said, "It's an honor to stand before you, Lady Emmeryn. Your city is most beautiful."

Emmeryn chuckled quietly. "You flatter me, Lyndis. I am not sure I've ever encountered anyone from Elibe before, much less heard of the realm myself, but you seem to be dependable if Chrom has allowed you to join him on his quest."

Chrom and Lissa shared a laugh as Lyn laughed bashfully, rubbing the back of her head. Robin observed her with a smile and took note of how pleasant her voice felt to his ears.

The happy moment came to a close as a pegasus knight rushed into the throne room, alarm evident in her crimson eyes.

"Your Grace! Milord, milady," she greeted the royal trio. "Forgive me, but I have terrible news!"

"Peace, Phila," Emmeryn gently said. "What is it?"

Taking a deep breath, Phila declared, "Plegia has attacked us. Their soldiers were spotted attacking a village in Themis near the southwest border. Worse still, they've taken the duke's daughter for ransom."

Though everyone reacted with shock and horror at the news, Lissa took it the worst as her heart began to leap out of her chest. "B-B-But… That's Maribelle! We have to save her, you guys!"

Phila sighed, nodding. "It gets even worse, I'm afraid. King Gangrel asserts that it was Maribelle who invaded his country, not the other way around. The Mad King's demanding reparations as a result of this 'slight against his rule'."

"Those dogs," Chrom spat, cursing under his breath as he clenched his fists. "Damn them all to hell! They'll pay for this with their blood!"

"Chrom!" Emmeryn cried, a hand over her chest.

"... Where are they?" Lyn asked Phila, getting her attention. "If we find Maribelle and rescue her, there shouldn't be an issue, right?"

"I too wish to save Lady Maribelle," Emmeryn admitted sadly, "but we must look before we leap to avoid starting a full-blown war with Plegia."

Chrom looked visibly upset as Lissa paced back and forth in a panic. "Emm - "

"Or need I remind you of what happened the last time Ylisse declared war on Plegia?" the Exalt remarked sharply, causing him to freeze in his tracks. "We cannot… we must not repeat Father's mistakes."

"Rrgh…"

Lyn and Robin exchanged confused and concerned looks as the prince stood in place, fuming silently. Robin, despite having been in their ranks for a few months now, still knew little of Ylisse's true past. To say nothing of how behind Lyndis herself was…

"I will speak with King Gangrel correctly," Emmeryn announced, standing. Phila and Chrom stared at her in shock. "If I can talk him down, I'm sure we can reach a peaceful agreement and save Lady Maribelle simultaneously."

"Your Grace..."

"You seriously trust that... monster?"

"... I trust that you, as my brother and next in line for the throne, would trust me."

Chrom backed down, though a flame still blazed within him at the mere thought of making a deal with those scoundrels. "... Yes, Sister. If you're truly intent on going, at least allow me to accompany you. Someone has to be there in case something goes wrong."

"Yeah!" Lissa yelled, clutching her staff tightly. "And if you two are going, then so am I!"

"Robin, head to the barracks," Chrom ordered the tactician. "Tell everyone to gear up for battle. Get Frederick to mobilize the rest of the Shepherds…"

The prince paused, turning to look at a confused Lyndis before finishing. "... And get this woman some armor."

"Hey! Sacaeans are more than capable of fighting just the way we are," Lyn protested angrily, her fists clenched. Out on the plains, armor tended to be light if worn at all. Even so, there was no shortage of powerful sword and bow wielders that could hold their own in a fight and still come out with little in the way of actual life-threatening injuries.

"I've no doubt of your strength, friend," the prince replied coolly, "but I've seen firsthand what Plegians are capable of. A single well-placed stab could end you where you stand."

"Only if they can manage to catch up to me."

Robin's eyes shifted between the two cautiously as he wrung his hands together. "Right. I'll just… be going then…"

"I'm coming with you, Robin!" Lissa shouted, taking the tactician by the hand and leading him away. "We gotta get the ball rolling here!"

"Ouch! Be careful!"


The Shepherds, upon getting wind of the attack in Themis, armed themselves right away and readied the horses for the trip.

"Those Plegians are gonna rue the day they picked on Maribelle," Sully growled, taking a few practice jabs with her lance before giving a satisfied nod. "... Even if she is a snobby little priss."

Vaike sighed. "Yeah, yeah, save it for the battlefield. 'Sides, we all know who's really gonna steal the show this time!"

A few more minutes had passed before Chrom and Lissa swung by the stables, a small mage not too far behind them.

"But Chrooom!"

"No, Ricken," the prince fired back without even looking at him. "You're simply too young for this mission. It's entirely likely that blood will be spilled today, and I'll be damned before I let a child die on the battlefield."

"But I'm not a child!" he argued, pouting. "And I can help! My magic's a lot better than it used to be!"

Lissa let out a laugh as she walked over to the shorter boy, ruffling his hair. "Sorry, Small Fry. Leave this mission to us big kids!"

"You're not even that much older than me!"

"At least I grew into my hat!"

"Grr…!"

Chrom groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "Why me…?"

As the Shepherds finished packing the rest of the supplies into the wagons, Lyn walked over to them in a new outfit. Despite her insistence, she was gifted a long blue overcoat with a red sash around her midsection. The coat was padded with armor but did nothing to protect (or hinder, she thought) her legs.

Robin, who had been checking off some things on a list, nearly did a double take as he took note of Lyn's form. She had looked great before, of course, but this new look wasn't exactly lacking either…

"This armor feels a bit too snug," she complained, "but it should serve me well enough. Thanks, Robin."

"I… Uh… N-no problem…"

Leaning against a carriage, Vaike let out a long whistle as he admired Lyn's long and shapely legs. "Now ain't that a pretty sight!"

Unfortunately for him, Lissa happened to be within earshot at the time with staff in hand.

BONK!

"Ow!"

Lyn smiled at the princess as the two of them entered a carriage. "Thank you, Lissa."

"Mrgh… Why that little… What's her problem?" Vaike barked, rubbing the back of his head.

Chrom and Robin gave each other a knowing look, complete with smirks.

"... What?"


Kellam and Stahl had volunteered to drive the first carriage as Chrom and Frederick decided to pull the second. With Sumia and Phila following them from the sky and the latter carrying Emmeryn on her pegasus, Robin could relax and ride in one of the carriages with the others.

"Well, goodbye, Ricken," Chrom said to the young mage as the horses began to move. "And stay out of trouble!"

"Smell ya later, Ricky!" Lissa called from her wagon. "We'll bring you back a souvenir!"

Leaving the disgruntled boy behind, the Shepherds rode southwards out of Ylisstol and towards the dukedom of Themis. The ride shouldn't have been that long, only a few hours at most ideally, but the ragtag militia still looked for ways to pass the time as they traveled.

"Are we there yet?"

"No, Lissa."

"Oh," she mumbled in disappointment. Perking up, she asked, "... How about now?"

Sully grit her teeth and huffed. "No, Lissa… No, we're not."

"Oh… Hey, Vaike? Are we there ye - "

"Ogre's teeth, Lissa, we've only been out here five minutes!" the blonde warrior yelled out in annoyance. "Sheesh! Why do you gotta be so annoyin' all the time?!"

"Why do you have to ogle every new female recruit we get, huh?"

"Hey, I wasn't ogling! I was just… admirin' the view."

"Is that what you call it now, Teach?" Lissa challenged irritably, frowning. "Why not be a man and just call it what it is?"

"Hey! Excuuuse me, princes- "

"Will you all keep it down?" Frederick demanded from the driver's seat as he held the reigns. "Need I remind you that we're on our way to what could very well be a bloodbath? Even the weakest of Plegians should not be underestimated. There's no telling what sort of trickery awaits us... So settle down!"

Lyn shifted uncomfortably and nudged Robin, getting the sleepy tactician's attention. "Hey, I've been meaning to ask… What's with Plegia anyway? What did they do?"

"Uh…"

Vaike laughed in an almost bitter tone. "What haven't they done? Even now, they raze villages and kidnap pretty girls for fun. The Vaike likes fightin' as much as anyone, but hurtin' innocents is where I draw the line."

"And they've hurt a lot of innocents," Sully snarled, cracking her knuckles. "That's why we enjoy putting 'em right back where they belong; in Hell!"

"They sound deplorable," Lyn muttered with closed eyes as she clenched her fists. She'd never even really encountered a Plegian, but she still wasn't over her hatred of bandits. What the Taliver did to her tribe… her parents, was unforgivable. And if there were bandits inflicting the same pain on others in this world as well… she'd do everything in their power to put a stop to them.

"Say, that reminds me," Lissa said, having been quiet for some time. "How come you always wear that cloak, Robin? Frederick doesn't like it much. Keeps saying how he thinks it's a 'bad omen' or something like that. Crazy, right?"

"I… I woke up wearing it, remember? Truth be told, I'm not sure how I came to possess it," the tactician answered quietly, "but I do find it rather comfortable…"

Lyn let out a small giggle as she looked at her old friend. "You know… you actually wore similar clothing back in Elibe. Your cloak was green, yes, but… there's a certain similarity all the same."

Under her breath, she added, "It's kind of adorable, really…"

Robin's eyes widened as his lips curled up slightly. "... Y-You really think so, Lyndis?"

The Sacaean gazed back at him in surprise, only now realizing what she had just said as the blood rushed to her face. The other three Shepherds shared smug glances all the while. "H-Huh?!"

"Er… Nothing!" Robin blurted, breaking the eye contact and folding his hands together. "Nothing at all…"

"Oh... Alright then…"

The rest of the ride was mostly silent, and both Robin and Lyn found it hard to discern whether they were grateful or all the more embarrassed for it. Most of the Shepherds nodded off at some point during the journey, making it all the easier for a certain mage to remain undetected in the rear wagon's cargo hold.

"Tch… I'll show them," he mumbled to himself. "Just you wait, Maribelle… I'll save you no matter what!"