100 Theme Challenge

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Theme 14: Judgement

This is a continuation of last chapter's theme. Think of Themes 13 and 14 to be one big side-storyline.

"A- Are you sure we have to do this?"

Lissa let go of his hand and thrusted her elbow into Robin's chest, getting a pained grunt out of the tactician. "What do you mean, 'do we have to do this'? This was your idea!" She looked up at him, slightly annoyed. "I don't know about you, but I've been wanting to do this for a long time." She added, squeezing Robin's hand reassuringly.

The two stood in front of the largest tent in camp: Chrom's. Both were nervous, Robin much more than Lissa. Today was the day. The day that Robin looked forward to, and feared, for as long as he could remember. The day that he would tell Chrom of his feelings for Lissa.

Last night, he confessed to Lissa, who gratefully returned the feeling. The two spent the night in each others arms, finally free of the pain of separation that devastated them for so long. The plan now was to tell Chrom that the two were now in a relationship, and hopefully get his blessing. At least, that was what Lissa had pictured: Her partner, confidant and strong, marching into her brother's tent with her in his arms. But as she turned to look at the nervous wreck of a person at her side, she had some doubts.

Robin was worried to say the least. What if Chrom said no? And that was only the least of his fears. The tactician could be thrown out of the Shepherds, even deemed an enemy of Ylisse for treason against the Prince, all because he liked his sister. Just the thought of an angry Chrom scared Robin. Falchion knew no mercy.

"Robin? Hello, Ylisse to Robin?" Lissa nudged the tactician with her elbow again, regaining his attention. "Stop being such a whiner. Let's go!" She took his hand and pulled Robin into her brother's tent without hesitation.

In a moment's time, Robin found himself in Chrom's tent, the Prince looking him dead in the eye. The tactician hadn't prepared. He was always prepared for battle, why couldn't he be prepared for this?

"Lissa, Robin, what brings you here?" Chrom asked. He was sitting in a wooden chair in the corner of his tent, polishing Falchion as if menacingly taunting the tactician.

Robin swallowed hard. Oh Gods… One wrong word and I'll find that sword sticking through me…

The tactician put a hand on his chest; he hadn't even noticed his breathing quicken. He quickly glanced over to his right, where Lissa looked up with a smile. Another squeeze on the hand. She was ready, and yet Robin couldn't calm down. A deep breath. His heart stopped beating hard against his chest.

Nowhere to go but forward.

"Chrom. We've known each other for a long time, correct?"

He put Falchion aside and stood, folding his arms. "Well, yeah, that's right. Lissa and I were the first two people you've met with your memory."

"Of course. And since then, would you say we have grown together as good friends?"

Chrom chuckled. "Hell, I'd say you're my best friend, Robin. When we fight alongside each other, it's like we can't be stopped! And don't tell Frederick about the 'best friends' thing. I think he might be jealous."

Robin smirked, similar to when a tactical battle was won. All he needed to do was seal the deal. He glanced to his side, where Lissa had an even bigger grin on her face. She knew that Robin had something up his sleeve.

"Well, Lissa and I share the same feeling. Except, our relationship is more… Romantic." He cringed at the poor choice of words, mentally cursing himself in the process.

Chrom folded his arms again, his brow furrowed. "I'm not sure what you mean by that, Robin."

"What I mean is- Ah, to hell with it all.

"Chrom. I am in a relationship with your sister." He finished, letting out a long sigh that he didn't realize he was holding in.

A silence filled the room for a moment. Robin began to think that he had failed, when Lissa abruptly spoke up, frantically trying to convince her brother.

"Ahem! Chrom, this might be hard for you. Your tactician dating your little sister is… weird, I guess. But you have to realize, it is becau-"

"Peace, Lissa!" Chrom cut her off, raising his hand. "By no means do I condone this,"

The Princess jumped, wrapping her arms tightly around Robin's midsection. He returned the embrace, although somewhat awkwardly, as Lissa's arms restricted the use of his.

"But hold on! Don't start getting all lovey-dovey in front of me!" Chrom exclaimed, making Lissa retract her arms.

"If you are looking for approval, you don't need any from me. What do I care of your well being? Lissa, you are a grown woman, and a princess at that. You decide whatever you want to. I may be your older brother, but I don't control you. You two deserve happiness together. I'm just confused to why I didn't notice earlier. Looking back, you two made it very obvious." Chrom sighed, sitting back down. "Lissa, I haven't seen you this happy since you were a kid. I wish Emm was here to see it."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Lissa practically leaped into her brother's arms, pulling him into a hug. After a moment she returned to Robin's side, her hand in his.

"One more thing, Robin. And Lissa, this is private man-to-man talk, so could you please give us a minute?"

"Of course!" She left the space, tent flaps swishing behind her.

Robin outstretched his hand to his friend, a smile on his face. "Thank you, Chrom. You do not know how much this means to us. I was afraid you would kill me, if I may be honest."

Chrom took Robin's hand and firmly shook it. "Losing my tactician in a war wouldn't be good for both of us." He drew closer, not letting go of Robin's hand, even gripping it tighter. "But if you ever, ever hurt my little sister, you can kiss your life goodbye, Naga help me," Chrom said through clenched teeth.

Eyes wide, Robin waved in one last act of thanks and left the tent as quickly as possible. Immediately, Lissa jumped on him, pulling his face close for a tender kiss.

"Come on!" The princess grabbed his hand, pulling him along with her. "I've gotta go tell Maribelle!"

Hello again. It's been awhile.

There's no excuses: I should be updating this close to daily. But I'm a huge procrastinator. I've had vacations, work, summer schoolwork, and yet all I want to do is play videogames and sports.

I have two other stories in the works, a two-shot, and a (hopefully) longer series. I've withheld because (1.) I need to rewrite them, and (2.) I don't want to focus on them and not this story. I would like to finish this before FE:Fates comes out next year. No promises though

Anyways, thank you so much for your support. Especially jankmaster98, who has helped beta read for me. Go check out his FE fic, it deserves more attention.

Please read and review, and thanks again for your support and patience.