Chapter 6

Chapter 6! Here we go!

A week passed ever since Morgan talked to Nowi about Ricken. Due to his wounds, Morgan was still fiercely confined to bed, even being forced to by his wife to stay there.

"Ugh..." groaned Morgan as he lay in bed, alone, as Nah had taken a break to grab lunch for the two of them. He saw his cloak repaired, cleaned of all blood. He was wearing a white shirt, and he gave a sigh.

I wish aunt Lissa wasn't too hard on me for trying to escape bed, thought Morgan as he waited for his wife. I can't stand being in bed for too long...

"Here, Morgan!" Nah walked in, with a plate of food ready for him. "I talked to your aunt Lissa. She thinks that you're fine to get out out of bed now."

"Finally!" Morgan got out of bed, taking the plate and eating quickly, getting his cloak on. "Let's go, Nah." With a smile Nah followed him out of his room. "To the kitchen. I'm starving."

"I knew that wasn't enough for you," giggled Nah slightly, before following him. "Let's go."

"Yeah." Morgan led his wife down to the kitchen, where there was a lot happening. However, Morgan located his father. "Father!" he called out, who was currently watching everyone eat.

"Morgan." He nodded to his son, before turning to Lissa. "You shouldn't keep men in their bed for so long. They get restless."

"I assume you speak from experience here?" muttered Lissa loudly. Morgan chuckled.

"Here." Chrom passed Morgan a new plate of food that seemed to just appear there. "Eat this."

"Thanks." Morgan sat down, eating the food within a quick amount of time. "Stahl's cooking?" Thanks, Kellam, thought Morgan.

"Yep," confirmed Nah, sitting beside her husband. "Bear meat, if you stopped to savour the taste."

"Go away," muttered Morgan. "Whatever." He looked at Chrom. "Father, aren't you going to try and talk with the new Plegian leader again?"

"Yes. I'm are planning to leave in a week. After that last attack... they have to retreat and regroup. It's the best time to leave the castle."

"Can I come?" Despite the question, Morgan could almost guess what his father would say.

"Perhaps..." This answer was not what Morgan was expecting. "Robin won't be able to go, after all..."

Mother won't be able to leave? Thought Morgan. "Why won't mother be able to come?"

"Because..." Morgan turned towards Robin's voice. "I'm going to have you soon."

"You're pregnant?!" exclaimed Lissa. "What a time to be having another child, don't you think?"

"Chrom and I make our own decisions," replied Robin. "Morgan... I think you'd better go with Chrom."

"Well..." Morgan turned to Nah. "Are you okay with this?" he asked her uncertainly.

Nah smiled at him. "I'm fine with whatever you decide to do," she assured him.

"Alright." Morgan steeled his resolve as he looked at his father. "Can I go with you, father?"

"Hey, wait!" Lissa stopped the conversation. "You're barely able to get out of bed, Morgan! You-"

"I'll manage," interrupted Morgan. "Besides, I was left out last time. I'm coming this time!"

Chrom smiled. "You won't shake my son, Lissa," he told her. He turned to everyone else. "Robin's staying. Lissa, you'd better stay with her," he told her.

"What? You're going to need a healer with you!" she protested. "Robin..."

"I'll be fine, Chrom," assured Robin. "Lissa should come. Libra won't be able to do this alone, and Maribelle..." Robin stopped for a moment. "You'll need healers. Brady should get more experience on the battlefield."

"Wait..." Morgan stood up abruptly. "Where are Maribelle and Gaius' graves?" he asked.

"In Themis," answered Robin. "You want to visit them again before you leave, don't you?"

"Yeah. I couldn't save either of them," sighed Morgan, recalling the bad memories. "I want to pay my respects... and I want to get Gaius one last gift."

Chrom smiled. "Alright. But when you go, someone has to leave with you," he ordered.

"Alright." Morgan stood up again. "Let's see..." He thought for a moment. "Can you tell me where Cordelia might be? Wait, that's probably a bad idea..." he mused. "Frederick might kill me if Cordelia got in danger in any possible way..."

"I'll explain to Frederick," smiled Chrom. "I believe Cordelia's tending to her pegasus."

"Thanks, father!" Morgan quickly left to his room and prepared himself with a Steel Sword and Thoron tome for emergency. Good thing mother got me that tome, he thought to himself. I'll need it for when we leave for Plegia, but for now... there could be bandits. With a shrug Morgan decided on an Elwind tome. He then set off to find Cordelia.

Morgan soon found the mother of Severa tending to her pegasus, just as his father had predicted. "Cordelia!" he called, and she turned to face Morgan.

"Morgan," she greeted, giving her pegasus one last pat before fully turning to face him.

"Do you mind if you can give me a ride to Themis?" asked Morgan. "Besides, my father wishes that I have someone else with me."

"Are you sure you should even be out of bed?" asked Cordelia. "You're still wounded."

"I'll be fine," sighed Morgan. "Please? Do you mind? On your pegasus?" he spoke.

"Alright." Cordelia prepared her pegasus to ride. "What do you want to go to Themis for?"

"I want to see the graves of Maribelle and Gaius," responded Morgan. "I couldn't save them..."

Cordelia nodded. "I see." The two walked out into the sunshine, Cordelia hopping on her pegasus and offering a hand to Morgan, which he took. "Alright. You ready?"

"Yes." With that, Cordelia forced her pegasus into the sky. "Don't you love the sensation?"

"Yes..." Morgan saw so much more from high up. It literally took his breath away. "Wow..."

Cordelia softly laughed. "Amazing, isn't it?" With that, she forced her pegasus to move more quicker. Within a few minutes, Morgan could see Themis. "There it is." Cordelia took her pegasus in for a sharp dive, and Morgan soon jumpede off. "What are you-"

"Elwind!" Morgan landed smoothly. "Phew. That was exciting!" he grinned, before Cordelia landed on her pegasus. "Sorry for just jumping off like that, but I felt an urge to do something dangerous."

Cordelia grimaced. "I see..." She shook her head, keeping on her pegasus. "Follow me, I know where the graves of those two are."

"Alright." Morgan followed Cordelia on her pegasus. Soon, he was in front of two graves labelled with the names of Gaius and Maribelle. "What's the Brady of this timeline going to do without you two?" he murmured quietly to himself.

Morgan gave a sigh, and revealed a flower from his cloak, placing it on Maribelle's grave. "Maribelle... if Aunt Lissa was busy healing someone else, you always were there to make sure I had no serious wounds." Morgan smiled. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you."

Morgan turned to Gaius' grave with a slight smile as he revealed a toffee from his cloak. "I know you love sweets, a lollipop in particular... but I didn't have any time to grab one, sorry." Morgan save a sigh as he set the sweet on Gaius' grave. "You were always there to give me advice on how I should be like around Nah... and yours worked, unlike Inigo's, which I never took." Morgan looked up at the sky before looking at the grave again. "If I had just realized the dagger sooner, I could've saved you. I'm..."

By now Morgan had to stop, his throat seeming to close. "Morgan... go on... whispered Cordelia.

"Thanks." Morgan took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I couldn't save either of you." With that, he turned to Cordelia. "Alright. Time to go back."

"Alright." Cordelia took Morgan's hand and they soon took off. "You know... you said some important things back there."

"Yeah..." Morgan looked at the sky, before an idea came to him. "Wait... do you know where Ricken's grave is?" he asked.

"His grave is in the courtyard. I'll show you where it is," replied Cordelia, and soon, Morgan once again jumped off while using his Elwind tome to land safely.

"Follow me." Cordelia took a sharp dive again, and was nearly touching the ground, stopping before a grave. "There it is." She then moved away.

"Ricken..." Morgan sighed. "I don't have anything for you, sorry. But... thanks for saving my life. If you hadn't, I wouldn't..." Morgan stopped. "I'm still waiting on what you mean by that I'll understant one day... but thanks, and I'm sorry you decided to save me when you could've saved yourself."

He was suddenly hugged silently from behind. "Morgan..." From the voice, he knew it was Nah. "My father would've liked that you said that."

Morgan relaxed. "Yeah." He looked up at the sky. Would you, Ricken? He thought. Would you have like it?

"But... please..." He could hear Nah starting to cry. "Don't be sorry for your survival over my father's..." She began to quietly cry into his cloak's back.

Morgan smiled at the sky. I'm also sorry I made your daughter cry, he added silently. But seriously...

Thank you.

Alright... soon I'm going to write a one-shot, which means chapter 7 will probably be up next week or in two weeks so that I can work on it... this one-shot's the longest thing I've written in a single shot so far...

Anyways... thanks for reading!