AN: We are finally done guys! I hope you all have loved this as much as I have! It's been amazing! I couldn't have asked for better support or better readers. Hope you all enjoy the final installment of An Interesting Arrangement! :) (also yes the time is off just a tiny bit just LET ME HAVE FLUFF)

Month Five

Frederick

As Frederick sleepily opened his eyes and instinctively started to roll out of bed, something stopped him. His arms were contorted around strangely, and he realized that this was because somehow Robin had managed to intertwine their fingers in her sleep and rolled over, twisting Frederick's arms around. He smiled and slowly loosed his fingers from hers, rolling over to stroke her hair. She made a small sound, her voice thick with sleep, as she rolled into Frederick's chest. Frederick took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around her, resigning himself to staying in bed just a little bit longer. He knew that Robin was perfect…but in a single month, everything could be gone. The thought sent a chill down Frederick's spine. How had he gone from hatred to love so quickly?

But if he wanted to keep that love, something needed to be done.

Slowly, Frederick pulled away from Robin, moving out of bed as gently as possible so as to not wake her, pulling on his boots silently and opening their door slowly to avoid the creak betraying his secret. He snuck out, one thing only on his mind. He knew who he needed to find.

Month Six

Robin

Robin's stomach turned. Tomorrow, she was going to have to talk to Chrom about whether or not she would marry Frederick…and she didn't know what she was going to say. She desperately wanted to marry Frederick, but he hadn't made any move indicating that he wanted that as well. Ambiguity frustrated Robin, and she wanted to something, but Frederick hadn't been as present as she would have liked. She had to talk to him about this, and it had to happen now.

"Frederick?" she asked, calling down the hallway as she moved toward his door and pounded on it. "Frederick?" No answer. Robin sighed and decided to make her way to the training field. Perhaps he'd be there.

"Robin? What are you doing here?" Sumia asked, running down the hallway after her, tripping and sprawling on the ground.

"Sumia! Are you alright?"

"Yes, yes, but why are you going to the training grounds? Don't you have strategy work to do in your chambers?" Robin shook her head.

"No, no, I'm just trying to find Frederick. I need to talk to him." Sumia shook her head.

"He's not around right now. I'll walk you back to your chambers."

"Sumia, what's going on?" Robin frowned at her, deliberately trying to walk in the opposite direction of her room. "Why do I have to stay in my room like a child?! What is going on?!"

"N-n-no, everything's normal!"

"Sumia." Robin's voice turned icy. She was about to unleash a tirade on Sumia, but Stahl skidded around the corner.

"Robin! Can you come help me with a problem in the kitchen? There seems to be something moving around down there, and the staff down there is really nervous about it. We need you to come help us figure out what's going on." Robin sighed.

"Alright. I'll be down there in a moment." She turned to Sumia. "I know something is going on. We're going to talk about this later." Irrational fears swum around in Robin's head as she followed Stahl down the hall. What if Frederick was doing something awful? No, no, he wouldn't do that. He was too noble for that. But what if he was talking about their marriage with Chrom already? What if, what if, what if. Robin never knew she could feel so worried, so afraid, so overwhelmed.

But she'd never been in love before either.

"Okay, it's down here," Stahl told her. "The plates keep moving. See, they're washing themselves over there, and putting themselves in the cupboards. Now no one's going to come down here because they're scared it's a ghost."

"That isn't a ghost."

"Um, I mean…obviously…" Stahl stammered.

"That's just Kellam!" Robin exclaimed, gesturing wildly toward him.

"You couldn't see me?" Kellam asked Stahl.

"Um…I guess not. I'm so sorry, we just thought…"

"No, no, no, I'm used to it," Kellam sighed. "But I did want to borrow a book from you, Robin. I don't remember the title though…could I maybe come up to your rooms with you and look for it? I know I'd recognize it, if I saw it." Something seemed wrong, Robin thought. Her gut told her to say no, to run right out to the training field. But something in Stahl's eyes and in Kellam's made her go along with it—she somehow knew that they wouldn't wish her harm. Robin took a deep breath.

"Okay. Let's go." The duo moved up the corridor again to Robin's room, and sure enough, Kellam picked a book with a blue cloth binding about invisibility spells. Seemed like too typical a choice for Kellam, but Robin chose not to question it. "Is that the one?"

"Yes, thank you," Kellam replied politely. "I'll get it back to you as soon as I finish."

"Okay," Robin nodded. "By the way, would you happen to know where Frederick is?"

"He should be just getting back," Kellam murmured.

"From where?" Robin asked, a little too harshly. Kellam stepped back.

"I…I think it'd just be better for you to go see. He should be outside the castle." Robin threw aside all inhibitions and ran through the corridors, almost tripped down the stairs, burst out of the main doors of the castle, and ran straight into Frederick's arms.

"Love, what's wrong?" Frederick chuckled. "What are you doing?"

"I just…I thought…I…I guess I don't know…" Robin sighed. Frederick smiled.

"Will you get on my horse with me? I have something I want to show you." Robin nodded cautiously, letting Frederick help her up, not because she needed it but because she loved the feeling of his strong hands on her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his waist when he mounted the horse. As Frederick spurred his horse onward gently, Robin trailed kisses across Frederick's neck, her fears starting to melt away as they rode. "So, Robin, I am aware that you have been worried about tomorrow," Frederick began.

"I have! Would you…would you want to talk about what we should do? I feel as though we've been really enjoying this experience, and I…"

"Shhh, not now," Frederick told her. "We will talk about it, I promise. Soon. I'll tell you what I believe would be our best course of action very soon, and I promise you will know the answer. But right now, I would like you to look around and enjoy the scenery."

"It's the trail we marched along after our mission. When we met," Robin breathed, recognition dawning and making her heart beat faster. "I remember walking along here next to your horse, loving every moment of it." Frederick smiled.

"I do recall something similar," he chuckled, reaching back to place his hand on top of Robin's. "It should take us an hour or so to reach our destination, so please, feel free to relax." Robin took that as an invitation to lean forward, resting her body on Frederick's and wrapping her arms up higher, around his chest.

"Your heart's really beating fast," Robin remarked, feeling the flutter underneath her fingers.

"I blame you for that," Frederick replied without missing a beat.

"I never do this much to you," she countered, with a slight frown. "Are you sure you're alright?" Frederick nodded.

"I promise you'll understand soon." Robin settled back into the saddle and contented herself with that, watching the trees go by and the clouds gently dance across the clear blue sky.


About an hour and a half later, Frederick began to lead his horse up a hill, one that looked incredibly familiar to Robin. But it didn't click until Frederick helped her off the horse and she saw the trees framing the beautiful mountain view, now peaked with a little snow and altered by the leaves changing colors, that it really clicked. "This is where…"

"Yes," Frederick said with a smile. "I wanted to bring you here. I believed that it might be a little bit better to show you this—where our six months began."

"It's wonderful," Robin breathed, smiling so hard her cheeks hurt. She pulled Frederick close, planting kiss after kiss on his lips, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I love you," she murmured against his lips. Frederick gently pulled away and stepped back.

"I love you too," he told her. "And that's why I brought you here. Because I plan to tell Chrom no. That he will not make us marry."

"What?" Robin gasped. "But Frederick, I…" Frederick kissed her lips again, preventing her from talking.

"Love, I'm not finished. I'd like to say a few words. I plan to tell Chrom no because I don't want us to be forced into anything. I would never wish for us to have our lives forced in a certain path. If there's anything that I have learned from everything we've been through, it is that our destiny lies in our own hands. We must take our fate into our own hands because I know we both will not have our lives dictated by forces out of our control." Frederick started to reach into his pocket as he continued talk. "If we're going to get married…I'd rather it happen differently. Perhaps like this." He knelt down, and displayed a ring more beautiful than any Robin had ever seen before. It had a brilliant blue stone set in a gold band, strands of gold artistically wrapped around it so that the gem appeared to be cradled within the loving embrace of the metal. "Robin, love, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want you to be my wife. Will you make me the happiest man in the world? Robin…would you marry me?"

Robin's heart skipped a beat, and it felt as if a lump of clay had been shoved in her throat. She tried to speak for a second, but she soon abandoned it, nodding vigorously as tears streamed down her face, pulling Frederick close to her for kiss after kiss. When they broke apart, Frederick slipped the ring onto her finger. "Where did you find this? I've never seen anything like it."

"Is it alright?" Frederick asked nervously.

"Of course! It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Robin said around her tears, kissing Frederick again. When they broke apart, Frederick answered.

"I made it." Robin gasped.

"You made it? Frederick, that's…"

"Gaius taught me. I asked him. I visited him frequently." Robin held him close, admiring the ring.

"So that's where you've been," she said with a grin. Frederick nodded. "And I assume Stahl and Kellam and Sumia…all of them were keeping me away so you could prepare?" Frederick nodded again. "I love you so much. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect way to make this decision." Frederick grinned and kissed her.

"I'm glad. Now…shall we go tell Chrom?" Robin shook her head.

"Not just yet. We can tell him later. Right now…I want you." They kissed again, everything melting away but the feeling of Frederick in Robin's arms and the feeling of the ring on her finger. Everything was absolutely perfect. Robin was the happiest woman alive.