Chapter 4

Alright, chapter 4! I feel like I'm alright, since I haven't received any death threats yet...

Anyways, here's Chapter 4!

It was morning when Morgan awoke next to his wife on their bed.

"Nah..." He shifted so that he could see his wife. She shifted as he reached out a hand to touch her.

"What?" she mumbled, opening her beautiful eyes to look into Morgan's. "What is it?"

He chucked. "Nothing." He got up. "Sleep, Nah." He got his shirt on with his cloak resting on top of it. He grabbed his sword and the tome for Arcthunder. "Alright..."

"Morgan..." Nah sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes. "It's still early. Stay..."

He smiled. "I wish I could. But Gaius would make me work twice as hard." Morgan opened the door to find Chrom waiting for him. "Father!"

Chrom smiled. "Morgan. Gaius told me to tell you that there's no work today."

"Alright." Morgan let out a breath. Hm... almost no food... "Nah! I'm off, so I'm hunting!" He turned back to Chrom. "Can you go and hunt with me, father?"

"Sure." Chrom led Morgan to the nearby forest. "Looks like a good place to hunt, don't you think?"

"Yes." Morgan got out his Arcthunder tome, and quickly saw a bear. "Hm... bear meat for tonight..."

"I see that you inherited the taste for bear from your mother," commented Chrom dryly. "Let's go."

"Wait!" Nah appeared before the two, clothes back on with haste. "Let me come too!"

"Alright." Morgan followed Chrom into the forest. "Father, you should be resting."

Chrom chuckled. "Your mother wouldn't let me rest until I came to see you."

"Did Aunt Lissa heal you?" persisted Morgan as he started to prepare his spell.

"She patched me up." Chrom drew Falchion. "Let's go, you two."

"Right." Morgan turned to Nah for a moment. "How's your injury?" he asked quietly.

"Better," she murmured in reply. "Thanks, by the way. For helping me."

"Yeah." Morgan grew serious for a moment. "Look... we're married. We can't keep secrets from each other, alright?" He looked at Nah's face.

"Okay..." Nah smiled. "You need to loosen up, Morgan. You're stiff today."

"Hey!" called Chrom. "You two are trailing behind! Catch up!" he grunted.

"Ha ha..." Morgan ran after his father and caught up after a few moments. "Wild bear..."

"Alright." Chrom looked at Morgan for a moment. "Well? What's our strategy?"

"Hm... Nah, stay out of this one," called Morgan. At his wife's nod, he turned back to Chrom. "With this Arcthunder tome, I guess I'll distract it. With your sword, you end it, father!"

"Sounds good." Chrom settled into a stance, ready to dash forward at a moment's notice. "On your mark. Let's do this."

"Now!" Morgan rushed forward with the spell forming in his hands. "Arcthunder!"

The bear darted towards Morgan, detecting the direction of the spell, but Chrom intercepted it with a grunt. "Nice, Morgan!" growled Chrom as he impaled the beast.

"Alright..." Morgan drew his sword and finished the bear. "This bear's pretty big... but bear's my favourite!" he grinned. "Mm... I can almost taste it. All that fat on the chewy meat..."

"You never eat the fat anyway," murmured Nah as she stood beside Morgan, inspecting the bear.

"Because you make me burn it off with an Elfire tome," muttered Morgan, crossing his arms, pretending to sulk.

"Ha ha ha..." laughed Chrom softly. "Just like your mother and I argued..." Chrom then grew serious. "Morgan, yesterday, when the bandits assaulted us, Robin was shaken."

Morgan got serious as well. "I think I know why... how'd bandits get so deep in Ylisse anyway?"

"Robin was shaken up with that part," responded Chrom. "So... we think that we'll try and gather a few of the Shepherds again, and perhaps go on a short adventure to find the source of this problem."

Morgan sighed. "Ugh... I hoped for a longer break before getting into adventure again, but-"

"You are not going." Chrom stood tall over his son. "Robin wants you to live a comfortable life with Nah, and so do I." Chrom turned. "I'll be back soon, Morgan."

"Yeah..." Morgan turned to see Nah in her dragon form, grabbing the bear in her jaws. "Wait..." Morgan got out the jerky from his pocket. "I never ate this..." He followed Nah towards their cottage, eating the dried meat. He saw Nah inside, the bear in the kitchen they had. "Alright..."

"Unh..." Nah held her side in pain, in her normal form. "Pain..." she gasped.

"Nah!" Morgan saw blood starting to drip down on the floor. "Did it open...?" With a shaking of his head Morgan supported Nah. I have to get her to Aunt Lissa...

Morgan ran out as fast as he could, holding his wife on his back. I was stupid! He thought. When she told me that it was poisoned, I should've ran to get Auntie...

He shook his head. Now's not the time to be thinking about the past! He told himself fiercely. Maybe if I call for father... "Father!" he cried out.

Chrom rushed back quickly, Falchion at the ready. "Morgan!" he breathed out, when he saw Nah. "Lissa, hurry up!" he hissed. "There's an injured person here!"

Lissa rushed through, and was beside the two standing men in a few moments. "Oh..." She let out a curse. "I don't have my healing staff right now, and it looks poisoned... to the castle, now!"

"Not so fast!" Looking behind him Morgan saw aa swarm of bandits. "Get them, boys!"

"Guards!" called Chrom. "Make sure that these bandits don't follow us."

"Yes," replied one as he led all the others to battle against the ruthless enemies.

"Hurry, Morgan!" called Lissa. "Poison's in the wound, and Nah..." She paused.

Morgan started to run with a grunt. "Don't worry," he told his wife. "I won't leave you."

Nah groaned, barely conscious as Morgan rushed her to the capital.

"Shoot... bandits behind us..." growled Chrom. "Go, Morgan," he told him. "I'll hold them for a moment..." He froze when a Thoron spell was cast. "Robin," he sighed.

"Morgan," grunted Robin as she prepared another Thoron spell. "Get Nah in the castle. Hurry!"

"Okay..." Morgan was pushed by Lissa. "The gate... it's so close..." he gasped.

"Watch out!" growled Lucina, cutting at the bandit behind Morgan. "Get in the castle!" she grunted. "So... this is the total amount I'll face, at least? Well..." She turned again. "Close the door!"

What? Morgan was inside the castle, Lissa quickly trying to get a healing staff for Nah. "Lucina!"

He began to hear fierce battle cries outside the door. Morgan set Nah down. "Morgan..." He heard his wife groan for him.

"I won't be gone long," he promised. He turned to a guard, arming himself with his Arcthunder tome. "Open up! I have to help my sister!" he exclaimed.

"Princess Lucina wished that she was not assisted," one of the guards told him.

Morgan growled. "Rrgh!" He forced his way out to find Lucina cornered. "Arcthunder!"

"Morgan?!" gasped Lucina, lashing out with Falchion. "Get back in the castle, I'm fine!"

We're going to be overwhelmed! Realized Morgan. "No, you're not!" he roared. "We have to retreat!"

"Lucina! Morgan!" Robin was being led by Chrom. "Now, two side formation! Pressure them!"

"Alright!" Morgan prepared another spell. I think this shot's the last one in this tome...

"Right! Morgan!" called Lucina as Morgan finished his spell. "Let's do this!"

"Arcthunder!" Soon, all of the bandits were either dead or gone, having retreated. Morgan gasped for air as he entered the castle again. "Where's Nah?!" he gasped, as she was gone.

"She's with Lissa in your room," replied Ricken as he prepared an Arcwind tome in case of emergency. "Tell me... how did my daughter get that wound...?"

"No time to explain!" panted Morgan as he rushed up the stairs. He paused at his door, unsure if he was prepared to face what was in his room.

He mentally slapped himself. My wife's in there, and she needs me, he thought.

With that last thought, Morgan opened the door to see what happened to Nah.

I love cliffhangers... I feel so evil right now...

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