Bit by Bit You're Charming My Heart
Mist has always a Crush on a certain handsome raven haired mage. Soren starts feeling differently around the beautiful Cleric and asks Ike for Help. However Is the Ex-commander the best choice when his own love life overwhelms him?
Alternate Ike Ending 3: Ike and Elincia: Ragnell and Amity.
Ike Gawain awoke in the tranquil Silence of his room, It was still night time...the full moon and the stars still decorated the evening sky...and signs of dawn were still far away.
"Darn it...Dawn is taking too long..." the general's Azure eyes...stared into the horizon.
Why did he care about time? Because today at night, Elincia's party was thrown and he...had to confess to his beloved queen, but really dawn was taking too long.
"Like in Daein..." Ike sighed. Because of its position... In Daein...night was longer...today it felt like those by gone times too.
Ike sure loved Elincia, it was easy to, her kind crimson brown eyes...her well shaped form...her emerald hair...her luscious lips...truly in beauty...she deserved more than being queen...and in attitude…kind but resolute...determined but tender...a combination truly hard to find.
"But...What will happen If I...?"
A question rebounding in the depths of his mind...If he courted Elincia...it was a given that he would be called lord and be a part of the nobles he hated...but...
What was stronger...love or selfishness?
Having to be a part of nobility...was enough...maybe and very probably...He and Elincia...Would end up together meaning he would be KING.
Normally any man would rush to that but...he did not...this consequences...were not good. But he would endure them...for her and just for her, nothing more.
Nobility, a paradise of the chosen, however for him...it was a different story...and well...
For Love Sacrifices had to be made...right?
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Ike awoke his eyes were red...mainly because he did not have a decent sleep...
This was a huge step and if it was to be given...he would surely...
Though deeply this is what he wanted...but...becoming of the class he so much hated was not of his liking.
"Nuts..." Ike rubbed his forehead.
In that moment, Mist and Soren entered, hand in hand. To the which Ike smiled and did not mind...the couple however...
"Ike?! Did you..." Mist exclaimed.
"I knew...before Soren did."
"Hey..." the mage complained.
"No matter." Ike just returned to his breakfast.
"Brother, Today is Elincia's party...Are you going to assist?"
"I sure am."
"In Begnion..." Soren trailed off.
"Foe Elincia's sake...I have to go."
"You sure like her huh brother?" Mist inquired.
"What?"
"If you endure a party…of this type for her, Well...she must have gotten to you..."
"I..." Ike trailed off.
"Drop it Mist...We all know Ike loves her. After all what he's endured...isn't that right...my Lord Ike?" Soren smiled evilly.
"There you go again...making fun of people's suffering." Ike rolled his eyes.
"You keep handing them in a silver plate MY Lord Ike...I just take them as they Come."
"Soren, you shouldn't be so..." Mist Scolded.
"I'm sorry but it's the fault of future King Crimea here."
Ike spat his juice. "WHO SAID I'M GONNA BE KING?!" Ike exclaimed.
"I bet. And when you do, we probably will become the head division of the Royal Army. But it isn't bad. Commander Greil would proud that his son is a King."
"Drop it..." Ike finished and left.
"Soren? Do you think brother will...?" Mist asked.
"No question about it. But...do you approve Elincia?"
"Sure...I mean...I've known for her for a year but she's like a big sister to me...So I really wouldn't care."
"Really? So then you'll become a noble?" Soren asked.
"If it's needed for Ike's sake, Yes I will."
"You sure are optimistic." Soren sighed.
"It'll all turn out to be good." Mist cheered.
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The day passed slowly...much to Ike's dismay...but he knew that at the end of this, he had a date of destiny...And with a certain lovely, princes...though he wanted HER.
How long had passed? One whole year however for him, it felt like an entire lifetime...From being a novice mercenary to a unit leader, from a unit leader to a general of an entire army...In all of those battle Ike, got himself hurt bruised and everything you want to think of. However...there two things he was looking forward to, no matter the battle, time or place...Rest, and Seeing Elincia's warm smile and sweet voice.
He didn't know why...Sometimes he just wanted to go and sleep, however she gave him a nightly visit and tended his wounds, most of the time.
In those times, giving orders to everyone overwhelmed him…to the point that at night he would avoid talking to anyone…But when Elincia came to see him, he would drop that Soren-like attitude and simply, smile, weariness and pain would all wear out in front of her, and no matter how tired, He would find time for her and vice-versa.
After returning to Crimea…Ike felt happy for her…She had smiled with all her heart when she saw her 3 guardians…Lucia, Bastian and Geoffrey.
Life had sure been a living prison for her, Enduring battles, withstanding the little apostle and overall, seeing her family and country destroyed…to this day…Ike wondered how she managed to smiled with that fondness…
When she decided to start fighting…he was always in her sights…If he had being wounded too seriously…she would come from wherever necessary and heal him risking everything.
For him too…Being the Fallen Princess made her a target so whenever…an enemy would go near her…he or she wouldn't last long…because Ike obliterated all obstacles for her with Ragnell, Often she'd call Ike her "lord in shining armor." Jokingly…But he knew that those reactions were due to their feelings…
After defeating Daein…Ike returned home…abandoning all feeling for her…and hoping that whoever she married, really loved for her for who she was, not for being Queen.
However, not all was lost for the Lord as, she came; mainly just too…spend time with him.
The rest was history.
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Ike was getting prepared for the party of his life…or…so he hoped.
He wanted to look on his best…so he knew what to do…
He got his old Lord outfit…That day on Begnion would never go out of his mind…The day she named him lord…Elincia would not stop blushing, mainly for his new outfit…so this time she would get surprised too.
"Heh…I want to see that look again…" Ike smiled.
"Ike…Huh?" The mage stopped on his tracks and smiled. "Lord Ike, we will be departing for Melchior…The attack on the princess capital is expected to be intense…if you're using that outfit."
"It's not funny, you know…you never change." Ike grumbled.
"Big…Brother." Mist was taken aback too.
"Mist?"
"You really want to get her huh brother?"
"What? Why?" Ike inquired.
"Elincia used to tell me…How stunning you looked in that outfit and how glad she was to have named you lord."
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!" Ike asked furiously.
"You didn't ask." Soren and Mist replied in unison.
"You 2…Oh well…let's get going."
"This is going to be interesting." Soren smirked.
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Arriving at the palace, Mist and Soren left for their own exploring…Ike frowned.
"My lord Ike! Bless Ashera you Join us on this beautiful night!" Count Bastian greeted.
"Bastian." Ike saluted. This was sure going to be a long night…
"Lord Ike! Good of you to join us!" Geoffrey said.
"I hope this silver tongued Rascal hasn't made you sleep." Lucia added.
"Lady Lucia your insults are as icy as Daein but as warm as Crimea! At the very least you acknowledge my silver tongue vocabulary!"
"Silver dagger….to kill of boredom, if you ask me." Lucia left and found Janaff arguing with Ulki stating that his eyes were far more useful than his ears.
Ike and Geoffrey sweat dropped.
"Ah…My battle goddess leaves me but someday I will make her mine. If not, Elyssium is filled with goddesses and Nymphs. right My lord Ike?" Bastian smiled.
"There she goes again…" Geoffrey sighed.
"Er…Sure…goddesses." Ike replied blankly.
However there was one
goddess on Lord Ike's mind…
Curiously…she hadn't appeared.
"A party as lively as the beautiful and prosper Crimea. Ah…Let us rejoice with our new ruler." Bastian stated.
"Count Bastian…" Ike was interrupted.
"You need not…be so formal we were soldiers, brothers in arms…in battle for our country… battling desperately…for the liberty and for the iron willed people of Crimea…Bastian will suffice."
"Bastian…where is Elincia?" Ike asked, tired already.
"Me thinks in he room…She needs to be stunning…though Elincia already is like that, without any preparation. A goddess who can put the very Ashera to Shame. Her emerald Hair, Kind eyes…not even a thousand sunsets compare to our queen." Bastian answered.
"S…Sure." Ike replied blushing. Bastian was right.
"Hah hah! Stunned and intoxicated by her huh My Lord Ike?"
"N…No I…Just was worried for her well being…" Ike stammered.
"Elincia couldn't have had a Better Lord for herself; as brave as an army of soldiers and the Holiest Blade in all of Crimea."
"Bastian…I'm going to find her." Ike rushed off.
"Ah Cupid shoots his arrows blindly…Love is blind…it's only fair that he is blind too…however it seems for that beautiful Couple…He used more than ten arrows." Bastian took a cup of wine. "Toast for Crimea's new King!"
"King?" Geoffrey asked.
"You'll see soon…"
Ike went for a drink of juice, Bastian had hit a soft spot.
"My, My lasted long huh Ike?" Soren Smirked.
"Soren…"
"You're tired huh?"
"How do you…"
"Your eye. It's twitching."
"Nuts…"
"Hang on…" Mist appeared of no where and dragged the mage to dance.
"That…is new." Ike smiled
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Ike hade searched for every nook and cranny on Crimea's palace, silently cursing those who made it so luxurious.
"Elincia? Where are you?!" it hit him. "Of course!"
Meanwhile in the throne room…an emerald hair girl sat on the throne with a dismayed look on her face.
Elincia, thought she'd failed, Her lord Ike hated parties, she should've just gone with him somewhere else…
The throne room was dark only lit by the moon and stars thus making Elincia more nostalgic.
Her Lord Ike, he had endured a living nightmare for her. She too was in a nightmare which, became an enchanted fantasy once she met him.
With him she felt like on of those princesses of fairy tale…and her Lord Ike was a perfect fit for her. Saving her, saving her country…what else could she ask for?
However, it was obvious he did not love her, his absence made it clear…
Who could blame him? Sometimes she wished she could be a normal girl…and leave those responsibilities behind but it was impossible for her…As The only one left she couldn't abandon her people or country, those for whom her beloved Ike risked himself for.
But…she loved him…fell for him hard…adding the facts…saving her life…her country…her friends…defending her in any kind of situation…always cheering her up in the direst of situations…
Ike had lost a lot during the war…for her fault…and what was worse…there was nothing she could do to even mend…for his losses.
"My queen." A familiar voice said.
"My Lord Ike?!" happiness filled her.
"I'm sorry. I've been looking for her majesty…but I…" Ike bowed hiding his blush…she was gorgeous…wearing a dark green vest which made a perfect fit…with her hair…it was bit tight so it revealed her form…
"Drop my Lord Ike…I have told you…treat me like Elincia." She said fondly.
"Treat me like Ike." He mimicked her tone snickering.
"All right. Deal!" she said.
"Very well. Eliincia…why…are you…"
"I wanted to think…Ike…Alone."
"About?"
"Y…You."
"ME?!" he asked shocked.
"Actually, I wasn't going to go…because…I thought you were not coming. Without you I wouldn't have any fun at all."
"E…Elincia…I…"
"It's true."
"I…well It was pretty dull down there without…and Bastian nearly Killed me because of you."
"Hah hah…I'm sorry…" Elincia giggled.
"Reason why…"
"Huh?"
"Ticklish Aether!" Ike leapt and before she knew it tears of laughter were coming out of her eyes.
"Say It!!"
"I…" Elincia shook her head laughing.
"Say it!" Ike insisted.
"All right I'm sorry for making you wait! Haha…Since when did Aether become so versatile!?" She said…without noticing…she was on top of him…both were sitting on the throne.
"Since I used it on you…" Ike dropped his laughter noting the position they were.
"Ike?" she said Blushing.
"Yeah?" He was red as well.
"I'm glad…"
"For what?"
"To have you…but I need you more than as a friend…more than as a mercenary…I really need you in my life."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I…would die of sadness and boredom on this palace with out you…"
"I will sacrifice myself for you…" Ike said jokingly, playing with her green hair.
"You think is worth it…?" Elincia said seductively as she neared her mouth to his.
"Always…"
In a minute Ike was kissing her…so sweet…it seemed unreal for both of them. Elincia was glad. Her life was going to be more interesting….
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In that year Elincia Ridell, proclaimed Ike Gawain as her king…to the surprise of no one…they married.
King Ike received many titles but the most notorious were… "The steadfast ruler." Because of his bravery and "The benevolent." Because of his kindness.
Curiously enough he never sat on the throne…always asking and fulfilling the needs of the people…his laws reflected their will.
The Greil Mercenaries became Crimea's main defense unit…leaded by their King.
As of 10 years later…both were blessed with a son whim they named Ike…
The boy had the facial features eye and hair color of his mother but was identical to his father.
"Mother? Why does Ragnell glow when near Amity?" The son asked.
"I have no Idea little one." His and father watched him train.
"These swords are unique. Thanks Mother and Father."
"What are parents for?" Ike smiled.
The day at the palace went fast and…Ike resolved to tell his son the story of the war.
"So father…we left off where?"
"I was about to confront the Black knight…It was the first time I used Ragnell."
After hearing how he beat the knight…Little Ike jr. fell asleep.
"Really? Why do you think the swords shine like that?" Elincia asked, in bed with her king.
"Because they probably are related in some way…remember only you and I can use them but because he's our son…he has both your and my blood so it's no surprise the swords find him as their owner.
"Good night My King."
"Good night My goddess."
"It's like Ragnell and Amity…I shine on when you're with me."re with me."hen you'mity...o it'g.s shine like thater but the--
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