Author's Note: I've taken my time writing this entry; for one, I want this to be a good read, and for another, the idea for another fic has been shoved in my fa-er, suggested, by a kind few. It won't interfere with me finishing this, though.
Enjoy!
The time had come for Morgan. It was time to make a return to her mother's mind for a third time, after making a promise that she intended to keep. The thought of it, though, did put her off. What would Lucina do after Morgan told her everything? Would she tell Robin? Maybe ask for a night with the amulet? Pointless questions for the moment, though, as there was no feasible way to predict the outcome. But that's what this night was for.
Morgan laid in bed, the first one ready to do so. Robin was still undressing, and Lucina hadn't even arrived yet. As time passed, she wondered how it would be before the dream. Would Lucina come in and remind her, possibly? Or would it look and be quite awkward for both parties and Robin, who surely had zero idea of what was going on? Unlike her previous thoughts, this one actually had possible answers. It was just going to take some time for them to appear.
"I have no idea of how to handle this." thought Morgan. "I can't improvise that much, either..."
Morgan remained deep in thought, hopeful that she'd have a plan before turning in.
Lucina stood outside the tent, nervous. She knew that tonight, something significant would transpire in her dreams. And yet...she didn't know what to think of it. Lucina remembered very clearly that Morgan promised her that she'd come back in one night, for reasons unknown. But was it really going to happen? She remained somewhat skeptical of the whole thing. However, she did not wait all those hours for nothing. Tonight, all of *her* questions would be answered...hopefully.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the tent. Her eyes immediately locked on Morgan, laying down face up, eyes closed yet clearly not asleep. but her mind tried to shake them off.
"No...I can't make it look strange." thought Lucina. "I don't want to put off my own daughter in the case that she's telling the truth. I'm just going to go about my business and pray it goes normally."
Lucina successfully diverted her attention from Morgan and began preparing to turn in. Even as she did so, the very thought of Morgan kept coming back her mind nonstop. Pushing through her thoughts, Lucina finally finished and climbed in her bed, which had been recently switched positions to be alongside Morgan, on Robin's petition. She got comfortable, and before sleeping, turned her head to Morgan, who still wasn't asleep.
"You promised." whispered Lucina. "I'll be here."
Lucina turned over and closed her eyes.
Morgan, unbeknownst to Lucina, heard it all. The sound of those words made her tremble at her core. She really did remember, and she was indeed expecting her. The fear aside, Morgan was ready to see into the dreams of her mother, again.
"Third time's the charm. Let's see how Mother acts this time around." thought Morgan.
Morgan turned over, closing her eyes as well.
Repeating her dream manifestation trick, Lucina willingly dreamed her small room once more. The same place where Morgan came to her two nights ago. Lucina sat on the floor of said room, waiting patiently for Morgan. Waiting for the one person who could give answers to her odd questions to arrive. The wait really was tedious to her.
"I'll just ask her and wake up." thought Lucina. "No need to drag it on for any longer."
Lucina kept waiting, looking around the room of her own creation. She had tried to make it resemble the Ylissean palace for comfort reasons, nevermind it being a particularly memorable place for her as the place where she was born.
As with the other night, without warning, a stream of green particles suddenly began to gather in the center once more, approaching from behind her.
"She's here." thought Lucina. "She kept the promise."
As with the last time, the mass of energy began combining to form a human shape, getting the smallest details down. Once the mass had been formed, it was given form and color, fully forming Morgan in the dream world. Once that was done, the now fully formed Morgan was gently let down on the ground by whatever supernatural forces had formed her.
Lucina stood up and walked forward to the center, now showing an unconscious Morgan, who was brought into Lucina's dream face up this time as opposed to a fetal position.
"Morgan." said Lucina. "Can you hear me?"
The former still lay on the ground, adjusting to the dream world. Slowly, however, she began to move.
"Ungh..." grunted Morgan. "Mother? Is that you?"
Morgan still hadn't opened her eyes yet. A normal issue for her, but a slightly worrying one to Lucina.
"Yes, Morgan, I'm here." she said. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, Mother...I'm fine." said Morgan. "Still adjusting myself here..."
Morgan slowly began to open her eyes. Greeting her vision, of course, was Lucina, kneeling above her. Slowly, she rose from her position and stood up, finally in sync with Lucina's mind. She turned to face her mother...who was dressed oddly.
"Is that a new robe, Mother?" asked Morgan. "I've never seen it on you."
Lucina looked at her robe and Morgan in succession. "Oh, this?" she asked. "This was something I wore when joining Robin and a few others in these things they call "hot springs." It's called a yukata. I only chose to wear it here to feel comfortable, let's say."
Morgan stared at it for a moment. Maybe it was because she was used to seeing Lucina in her usual combat attire, but it looked...gorgeous to her. Maybe a little to consider for real world chat.
"Alright...so that's a thing." said Morgan. "But enough of that. I'm guessing you have a wealth of questions on your mind, Mother?"
Lucina's face dimmed down a bit.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I do." said Lucina. "But where do I start..."
"Start anywhere, Mother." said Morgan." "You'll probably the answers you want."
Lucina took a deep breath.
"Why enter my dreams in the first place?" she asked. "What drove you to do that, and for that matter, how did you do it?"
"It was my own curiosity over the subject of how you and Father met, Mother. The idea of you two getting together through sleeping, it didn't sit with me until I heard you in dreamspeak one night. From there, that specific curiosity was born." explained Morgan. "As for how I did it:"
Morgan pulled out the amulet from under her robe, exposing it.
"This amulet was given to me by Henry. It allows me to enter anyone's dreams so long as I think of them before I turn in." said Morgan.
Lucina looked at the amulet with intrigue. Something so small was allowing her daughter to do these amazing things. It was almost inconceivable.
"And...whose dreams apart from mine have you entered, Morgan?" she asked.
"Father's, Chrom, Gerome, Ricken, Cherche, Anna...and not in that order, either." she said. "Yours was the first I entered, just to satiate my curiosity."
Lucina blushed slightly. Of all the people Morgan could have visited, she chose to see hers first. But what caught her off guard were the mentions of Robin and Chrom.
"My own father." said Lucina. "What did he dream?"
Morgan shuddered at the question.
"That's...hard to explain. First off, I had the misfortune of joining him in a nightmare. Secondly, it was a nightmare, where everyone had been captured, thrown in a dungeon...including you and me, by one of our own." said Morgan.
Lucina was taken back by Morgan's explanation. A traitor among the ranks was nothing to scoff at.
"Who captured us?" she asked.
Morgan let out a sigh.
"This will be hard to answer convincingly...it was Cordelia." said Morgan.
Lucina's eyes widened in surprise. *Cordelia*, of all people, tying up everyone and throwing them in a dungeon? And for what? The idea of it made her laugh, and fail miserably at containing such a laugh.
"M-Morgan." said Lucina between laughs. "You cannot be this serious about it."
Morgan was not amused.
"Did I mention she was crazy for Chrom and that she *killed me* when I helped everyone else?" said Morgan, ticked off.
Lucina's laughter stopped as quick ly as it had begun. The thought of her daughter, killed, by one of their own, no less, angered her. And over a stupid reason, to boot.
"I heard that correctly, didn't I?" asked Lucina, clearly startled. "Cordelia, out of some mad love for my father, killed you in a dream when you helped the others?"
"At least, that's what I believe happened." said Morgan. "She threw her lance at me, but for whatever reason I was only hit in the head by the butt of the lance. The last things I heard before being forced out of the dream were Chrom's desperate pleas for help."
Lucina immediately regretted laughing at the prospect of her father's nightmare given what happened to Morgan.
"I-I'm so sorry for laughing at that, Morgan. I had no idea something like that happened." she said, saddened.
"It's fine, Mother. Robin's dream was much more lively, if it comforts you." said Morgan, not as annoyed anymore.
Lucina's frown turned to a smile.
"What was it about?" she asked.
"No subject in particular, honestly." said Morgan. "Among the things I found were some bizarre Risen riding wolves, some journal entries, and..."
Lucina stared intently at Morgan, who had stopped.
"And what?" she asked.
Morgan took a deep breath.
"You sleeping with Father in what I believe was your tent, in an adorable manner. Fully clothed, I might add." she said.
Lucina blushed again. She did remember sleeping with Robin that one night, right after he confessed his love to her. It was really a tender moment.
"Um...that's certainly a nice thought." said Lucina. "And what afterwards?"
"Nothing, really. I went back to sleep in his tent and emerged in the real world. Thankfully, with no side effects."
"Side effects?" asked Lucina.
"Oh, I forgot to mention those." said Morgan. "Depending on how the subject exits a dream, there is one of many ways in which I can awake.
Should it happen peacefully, I awaken normally, and unharmed. If they awake from a nightmare or panic, however, I wake up paralyzed. Unable to move or even speak, yet completely aware of what's going on around me. I really must scream in those moments, but I can't. Your first dream and Chrom's were examples of the latter."
Lucina's face returned to a worried expression. She remembered panicking at that wedding when Morgan appeared out of nowhere. Perhaps that image of Morgan sleeping peacefully was a farce...
"By Naga...I'm so sorry, Morgan. I pray you never have to go through that again." said Lucina.
"I can never guarantee it, Mother." said Morgan. "I just have to hope that the dreamer is at peace."
Both remained silent for a moment, clearly awkward.
"Anything else you should want, Mother?" asked Morgan.
Lucina gulped audibly.
"Can I...borrow that amulet for one night? Just one." she asked.
Morgan instinctively clutched the amulet, protective of it.
"What are you going to do with it? Who are you visiting?" asked Morgan.
"I...just want to see what Robin dreams of." said Lucina. "Nothing more. Please?"
Morgan stopped to think about it. She had to ensure that the secret be kept.
"Alright, Mother. But on a few conditions."
"Like what?" asked Lucina.
"First, you use it for that night and that night only, and secondly, we keep it under discretion. I don't want anything spreading. Deal?" asked Morgan, extending her hand.
Lucina extended her own hand only seconds after the deal was proposed.
"Deal." she said.
Smiling, Morgan laid down on the ground, ready to return to the real world.
"I'll give you the amulet in the morning. I just need to return now." said Morgan.
Morgan closed her eyes.
"Morgan?" asked Lucina.
"Yes?"
"Will you remember to do it?"
"I remembered to come here again. I'll remember to give you an amulet, surely." said Morgan.
Finally answering all of Lucina's doubts, Morgan allowed herself to sleep once more.
Opening her eyes, Morgan sat up and saw Lucina still asleep next to her.
"In the morning." thought Morgan. "I can catch some more sleep before then."
Morgan laid back down, content that some weight was lifted off of her.
End Chapter Note: Finally got time to finish. Final exams are a pain.
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