It had only been a few hours after the battle with Fuga. Everyone was currently in the Astral plain where Henry gave Professor Carter and Hayato his explanation. The former being fascinated with the story and the latter unsure what to think. But for now, everyone was taking some much needed, time off. During which Corrin had to let his ribs heal, but that didn't take long. He was still troubled though. Not with physical pain, but inner conflict.

"Corrin?"

The prince noticed Alm walking up to him. "Are you alright? You've been staring into the distance for some time now."

"It's…nothing. Just personal thoughts."

"Is it about your father?"

"No. That's occupied part of my mind, but it's something else."

"Like, what?"

"Corrin?" Azura walked her way towards them.

"A-Azura! I uh…didn't notice you there. Sorry."

"Is something bothering you?"

Alm noted Corrin's flustered reaction.

"Erm…no, just thinking."

"About what?"

"N-nothing important…"

"I see. Well, do let me know if I can help you in anyway."

"Right…"

The princess then left without another word.

"So, it's true. You have feelings for her."

Corrin turned to Alm's grin. "Wh-what?! Who told you that?!"

"Dorthey's been spreading the word. I think Azura is the only one who doesn't know."

"Ugh. Of course, she did."

"You should tell her, you know. Staying quiet about the mater won't make it go away."

"It's not that simple you know!"

"You never know until you try. I was uncertain about my own feelings like you are."

"What?"

Alm walked down the halls with white flowers in his hands. "Grandpa said, father could do it…Clive could do it…Grey could do it…Zeke could do it…Berkut could do it…I should be able to do it…" He stood in front of the door to Celica's room and took a deep breath. "Here goes." He gently gave to door a quick knock. "Celica?"

"Alm? Is that you?"

"Yes. Can I come in?"

"Certainly."

The princess was quick to open the door. "How are you feeling? The battle with Duma yesterday left you exhausted."

"It did. But now that I've gotten some rest, I'm fine."

"That's good."

"And how are you feeling?" the prince asked.

"Better. It's still hard to believe all that's happened."

"I know what you mean. Oh, here. I wanted to give you these." Alm took the flowers from behind his back.

"Oh, Alm! You picked flowers for me?"

"Yeah. I though you could use a good look at what our efforts have produced. With the world at peace, flowers can bloom safely."

Celica gently took the bundle. "Thank you Alm. They're wonderful. Heh heh! You know…these remind me of the flowers in the field we spent our childhood in."

"Yeah…I'll never forget our time together in the village."

"Me neither."

There was some awkward silence for a minute. Both Alm and Celica were trying to read what's on each other's mind with little success. "So…how are you holding up?" Alm asked.

"I'm fine. Just a bit…concerned."

"Concerned? Over what?"

"Soon…soon I will have to return to Zofia."

Alm couldn't believe he forgot. Celica was heir to the Zofia throne.

"And being heir to Rigel you will have to stay here…it's as if fate is always keeping us apart."

"Celica…I…I don't want to be separated again."

"I'm sorry Alm."

"You don't understand…After I thought I killed you…life seemed meaningless."

Celica looked up to Alm in shock. "What…?"

"I already lost what was left of my family…when I thought I lost you too I…I wanted to take Falchion from your body…and end myself."

The princess gasped and nearly dropped the flowers. "Alm!"

"I meant what I said after that…I could never be happy in a world you died to create."

Tears started to fill Celica's eyes. "Oh, gods Alm! I…I…"

The prince gently pressed a finger on her quivering lip. "Celica…please listen to what I have to say. At first you were a close friend…One I truly cared about. But after grandpa had to take you somewhere else I could feel a void grow inside me. And as the years went by I could feel it expand and I soon knew…You were much more to me than a friend."

"What?"

Alm took a deep breath. His face started to burn just thinking about what he was going to say.

"I love you Celica."

The prissiest couldn't believe her ears. "What?"

"I…I understand if you don't feel the same. But when I told grandpa, he insisted that I should at least get that off my chest…"

"Oh, Alm!" Celica closed the gap between them, meeting Alm in an embrace. Her tears were flowing freely now.

"Celica?"

"I've felt the same for so long! My biggest regret when I left the village was not telling you!"

Alm stared in awe at the smile on Celica's face, now slightly red just as his own. "R-really?"

"Yes! Oh, god's Alm, I thought I was going to leave you without saying anything again! …Even if we can no longer be together…I'm just so glad I told you…"

Alm kept a firm grip on Celica's shoulders. "No! We'll find a way to make it work! Fate has torn us apart for long enough!"

"But…how?"

Alm thought for a moment. Rageil needed him as much as Zofia needed Celica. It was true that the chances of them being together were slim. "I want to rebuild Rigel to it's former glory…you want to do the same to Zofia…in a sense we share the same goal to rebuild Valentia…there has to be a way…"

A thought came to Celica's mind. One that made her increasingly nervous. "Alm…I think there is a way."

"What is it?"

"If we…united the two kingdoms…burry the hatched Duma and Mila left with their accord…We can rebuild both lands together."

"That's a great idea…But, um…how?"

Celica could feel her face become even warmer upon saying her next words. "By crossing the bloodlines of the royal families."

Alm nearly gaped at the sound of that. "Wait…You mean by…?"

"Yes…but only if you want to! I…I understand if you feel it is too soon."

"I…I see no problem."

The princess looked up at Alm's smile.

"Let me try this properly." He took Celica's hand and got on one knee. "Princess Anthiese. Will you grant me the high honor of marrying you and bringing peace between Rigel and Zofia?"

Celica gave him a smile of her own. "Yes. Only the honor would be mine…Prince Albein."

As Alm stood up they stared at their smiles. Then they slowly brought their mouths together. Their very first kiss. After they parted, they stared into each other's eyes.

"WOHOOO!"

They turned to the door to see a pink-haired girl come in with a massive smile on her face. "Congratulations Celica!"

"M-Mae! How long were you there?!" Celica asked with a blush.

"Actually, we followed Prince Alm here!"

"We?" Alm asked. "Who's We?"

Genny entered in next along with a reluctant Boey. Then Clive and Mathilda. "We apologise for eavesdropping." The blond man said. "Sir Mycen was concerned and asked me and Mathilda to make sure everything worked out between you two."

"Of course, when Mae and Genny heard this they insisted we tagged along." Boey sighed. "Believe me, I did not willingly come here to spy on you."

"I'm so happy for you Celica!" Genny giggled. "I had a feeling you two would get together."

"Erm…thank you."

"This is so exciting! When are you going to hold the wedding ceremony?" Mae asked.

Neither Alm or Celica could find an answer to that.

"Now, now. Let them take their time." Mathilda said. "There is much to prepare for after all."

"You're right! First we've got to let everyone know!"

"Mae, W-wait!" Celica's words were ignored as both the pink haired girls ran out of the room.

"This won't end well, will it?" Alm asked.

"Knowing them, probably not." Boey replied.

"Never mind them, Alm." Clive smiled. "Congratulations, both of you. I pray your love brings new light to you, and Valentia."

"Thank you, Clive."

"And that's what happened." Alm concluded.

"How bad did things turn out?"

That's when the princes noticed Robin and Marth approach.

"Oh, greetings, Robin. Lord Marth. I didn't notice you there."

"My, apologise. We did not wish to interrupt your story and we couldn't help but listen in." Marth replied.

"Well…to answer your question Robin, Mae and Genny spread word to everyone in less than ten minutes. Everyone was exited for us…Maybe a bit to exited. People made us sound like love birds before we knew it."

"Welcome to the club." Robin replied sarcastically. "You'll get used to it."

"Uh, not to sound like I don't trust you, but I don't think I'll get used to Grey and Tobin calling me "prince lover boy" whenever Celica's name is brought up anytime soon."

The comment brought some light-hearted laughter from the group. "Don't take it the wrong way Alm." Marth smiled. "I'm sure that is their way of showing how happy they are for you."

That comment made the heir to Rigel silent.

"Is something wrong?"

"Er, forgive me. That's exactly what my friend Zeke said."

"Zeke?"

"One of Rigel's knights. He's a brave man. Always holding onto his honor and his loyalty."

"I see…that reminds me of Camus."

"Camus?"

"He was leader of the Sable Knights of Grust. He too was loyal to his people. Although it did not stop him from rescuing a friend who was to be executed. I have many regrets from the battles I fought…but not being able to save him is still one of the highest."

"I see…I'm sorry to hear that."

Robin thought to himself all the while. He knew the stories of Camus and Zeke and noticed the similarities between them. There were so many in fact that it gave him a theory of these knights. But he decided to remain silent on the mater. Alm then turned back to Corrin. "Well back to the original subject Corrin, I think you should just tell Azura how you feel. You'll never know if she feels the same way or not if you keep quiet."

"I know but…"

"Don't be afraid of or deny your feelings." Marth added. "They are what make you Corrin."

"…Maybe you're right." The prince then walked off without another word.

"Do you think he'll do it?" Marth asked.

"Who knows?" Robin shrugged.

"I think he will."

"What makes you say that Alm?"

"He went in the same direction Azura left in a few moments ago."

"Hmmm…Maybe we should follow him."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Marth asked.

"As long as they don't notice us it won't hurt anyone."

"I suppose…"

"We should at least make sure it works out." Alm added.

"Exactly. Come, on. We should hurry if we're to catch up to them."

Corrin was walking outside the castle and in a nearby forest. "I wonder if I'll find Azura by that lake she likes to sing at again. Can't hurt to check..." He stepped into a clearing. "Is that a shadow over there? I think so...It must be her!" Sure, enough he saw the princess standing in the lake. But narrowing his eyes showed him that her back was bare for some reason. Then he found out that it wasn't just her back. "Oh. Oh! I'm sorry!"

"What?! Who's over there?!"

"It's me! I'm sorry, Azura! I didn't realize that you'd be bathing..."

"Corrin...Could you turn around? I need to dress."

The prince turned the other way and covered his eyes. "O-of course! I'm sorry..."

Little did they realise that Robin, Alm and Marth were not far off listening in.

"Smooth start Corrin." The tactician thought.

Azura flustery put her cloths back on. "OK, you can turn around."

Corrin turned back to Azura to see her face was as red as his. "I can't stop apologizing, Azura. I was coming here to talk to you, and..." The two of them kept staring at each other in hopes of trying to read each other's mind with no success. "I didn't see anything, I swear!"

"Nothing at all? I had a feeling someone was around for a bit before you spoke up..."

Corrin stood their awkwardly for a bit trying to find an excuse. "Well...OK, maybe I saw your back. But only for a moment!" Azura only stared back. Aside from red cheeks her expression was blank. "You're a beautiful woman, Azura! I couldn't look away."

"But peeping on someone who is bathing? That's just...ugh. I'm a bit upset, but I'll forgive you this one time." Azura said with a slight smirk.

"Thank you, Azura. I promise to be more aware and more careful. I wouldn't want to end up on your bad side. Especially now that, well..." There was more silence as Corrin failed to find a way to end the sentence.

"Pardon me? You kind of trailed off there, Corrin."

"I've been thinking, since we had our conversations in that prison...Talking about the major kingdoms, and the reasons for this war we fight... All the mysteries that surround things in the world just didn't seem as important."

"What are you talking about?"

Corrin took a deep breath. This was it. Now or never. "We could have been talking about the shade of the color of the sky...What was important was being able to spend that time with you." The blush on each of their faces returned with a vengeance at that.

"Oh, Corrin... Honestly, I've been trying to find a way to tell you that I feel exactly the same."

The prince looked up in disbelief. "What...?"

"I also really, really enjoyed just talking with you all that time. I want to believe it was fate that you and I came together. Two people like us, with pasts so similar to each other...It could only have been meant to be."

Corrin smiled as he took Azura's hands into his. "I think so, too."

"Whatever happens in the world... I believe that you and I are tied together, and what binds us is stronger than all else."

"I'll stay by your side, Azura. We can take on the entire world if we have to!"

"We'll always be together!"

Robin, Alm and Marth smiled as they left. "All's well that ends well." The green haired warrior said.

"I'll say." Robin added. "Today our team scored two allies and Corrin scored himself a girlfriend…And Dorothy scored a new couple to make fun of."

"Let us allow her to discover that on her own." Marth said with a laugh. "For now. we should let those two enjoy themselves.

Meanwhile Azura and Corrin embraced each other as the princess looked up to him. "I somehow feel that I have always loved you...Together we will save this world. Please, never let me go..."

They then brought their mouths together in their first kiss.

"You still have not told him?" Carter asked.

He and the current S.T.E.A.M. members, aside from the otherworldly allies were having a private meeting. "Not yet." Henry said. "I wanted to run it by Chrom first, but every time he isn't with Robin he's busy with Lucina, and who knows how she'll react to it."

"Captain, with all due respect, Robin needs to know soon. We're lucky he ended up in this world as well. We need to complete our mission." Tiger Lily replied.

The captain sighed to himself. "You're right…once we get to Izumo, I'll tell him."

The next day, Corrin and his friends made their way to Izumo. Just looking at the town gave them a sense of peace. "So that's Izumo's central palace. There's something...calming about it." Corrin said.

"Yes. Izumo has long been known as the kingdom of the gods." Azura replied. "It only makes sense that the center of its power would radiate peace. While all the other kingdoms quarrel, it maintains a neutral stance. I'm glad we made it here safely. Let's go find the archduke."

They hurried over to the front gate on the village that stood in front of the kingdom. There a man with pale skin and long white hair stood. "I am Archduke Izana, first heir to the divine bloodline, descendant of the gods...keeper of prophecies, and winner of best hair...five or six times? I forget. It's so nice to finally meet you! I imagine your journey here was quite difficult. Time to kick back and relax! Izumo is a wonderful place. You could stay here forever!"

Corrin and the others stared oddly at the man before he finally gave a response. "Th-thank you very much for such a warm greeting..."

"Oh, it's nothing! You know, I'm really glad you came! I rarely have company. I'm so excited, I hardly feel like myself!"

"Yeah, we noticed." Henry replied.

"I don't understand...Why is he being so informal?" Hayato whispered. "Is this how all major leaders of the world are meant to behave?"

"If so it's little wonder that this world is in a state of eternal war." Randolph added.

"No, they don't normally act this way." Sakura replied. "He's just...a special case."

"Gunter? Something about this guy bothers me…" Henry whispered.

"I was just thinking the same thing captain."

"Pardon me, Archduke—we actually came here to ask you some questions." Corrin said.

"Oh? What about? Ask away, my friends! If you've got any good gossip to share, I'd be ever so pleased to listen!"

"We were wondering if you could share what you know about the Seal of Flames."

"Huh? The Seal of Flames? That sounds pretty boring to me... I don't bother remembering dull things."

Corrin looked at the man in surprise. "I...see. Just when I thought we were going to catch a break, too."

"Hey now, don't look so disappointed! I've prepared a feast for you inside! You should eat, drink, and be happy while there is still time to do so!"

Azura then stepped forward. "Wait. Are you sure you don't know anything about the Seal of Flames? The fate of the world may hang in the balance."

"Grrr... I said I've never heard of it!"

Gunter then grabbed his lance as he approached. "Of course you haven't, you imposter."

"What? You're calling me an imposter? After I've prepared a feast for you all?"

"Don't be coy with me. It's plain to see you're hiding behind a magic illusion. Reveal yourself!"

"Gods, you're right! How did I not notice?" Celica asked. "I can sense a dark form of magic from this man!"

The man slightly growled to himself. "Ah! Gunter, you're no fun at all!" In a burst of light, the false archduke became a frail looking man in red. "Eeheehee! It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Zola—I knew it was you behind that magic!" the knight growled.

"You know what? I really should have seen that coming." Henry said drawing his sword.

"Yeah, this guy's the worst actor this world has to offer." John added.

"You know this man, Gunter?" Marth asked.

"This cretin is a Nohrian mage. He specializes in illusions and deception."

"You coward! Where is the real archduke?! Tell us!" Chrom demanded.

"I'm afraid it's off to jail for him—the clink, the slammer, the cooler!"

Robin then pointed his sword at him. "Then we'd better get him out fast. After we rid this peaceful place of your foul presence!"

The mage's face slightly lite up at the sight of him. "That coat…I've seen that before…Ah, yes! You must be the father of that prisoner we took. That brat with the blue hair."

Robin, Lucina and Chrom looked at him in surprise.

"Morgan…? What did you do to her?! Where is she!?"

Chrom clutched Falchion as tightly as he could. "I swear to whatever gods, exist in this world, if you hurt one hair on her head…!"

"Oh, ho ho! That look on your faces! Priceless!"

"Answer the damn question you clown!" Ike threatened. "Or we paint this kingdom red with your blood!"

"I do hate answering to people who lack manners! A simple please can't hurt anyone you know!"

"No. But testing our patience certainly can! And you're on the verge of learning that the hard way!" Alm retorted.

"Weeeeeell…how about a little hint?" Zola reached into his pocket and puled out a small blue pendant. He tossed it over, for it to land at Lucina's feet.

The woman fell to her knees as she picked it up. "This…this is Morgan's…"

"Was hers! I'm afraid it has no owner now!"

Robin stared at the mage in disbelief. "What are you saying…? No…you didn't…"

"Heh, heh, heh…BWA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"

Lucina only held the pendant against her chest. "No…gods please no!"

Robin fell to his knees. "No…not her…" Everyone else could only stare at Robin with sad or shocked expressions. Tears dropped to the ground as Robin clenched his fists.

"MORGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

"HA, HA, HA! Oh, that's priceless!" Zola laughed. "All over one insignificant brat!"

"You monster!" Roy growled. "How could you?!"

"Oh, that does it!" John yelled. "I'm so poundin' you into the-

BOOM

Everyone looked up to see the sky darken. "Wh-what's going on?" Hayato panicked. "Today's predictions didn't mention lightning!"

Rumbling filled the air as red thunderbolts came down. Zola looked around in in fear. "Wh-what's this? This is no ordinary thunderstorm!"

One bolt came down on Robin, blinding those around him.

"W-what's happening?!" Chrom asked.

Everyone had to shield their eyes from the burst of red. Once the light faded Robin slowly stood up. His black coat turned white with the purple markings turning red. His white hair became pitch black.

Lucina looked up from her tears in shock. "This is just like when…!"

"Uh, Henry?" John asked. "Is that what I think it is?"

"I think it might be…"

Robin's now red eyes opened with a glare towards Zola.

"Nohrian scum!"

For the one or two of you that saw my ridicules cross over story, this may seem familiar. Yes this is the bit I was foreshadowing I mentioned at the start of the story. Robin's current appearance is based off of the black hair and white coat design in smash. Now I know some of you are arming yourselves with guns and knives, but before you decide to hunt me down and murder me for Morgan, keep in mind not everything is as it seems. See ya next time!