Hey guys! I'm really excited for today's chapter, because we're getting a new character! You guys are smart, so you probably already know who they are. We're going to pick off almost right where we left off, with the Shepherds on the march towards Walhart. The group knows about the relationship now and are slowly picking up the pieces. I'm leaving it vague because of what is going to happen in this chapter. Happy reading!

"What's the worst that could happen?"

Inigo slid his eyes over to his girlfriend, who was shooting him the most unimpressed look he had yet to encounter," You're the one that's closer with Chrom," He defended weakly," You should have known this would happen after the Hot Spring Fiasco."

Everything that day had started according to plan. While there had been a handful more glares than Inigo would have liked, the tense air from the previous day seemed to have dissipated slightly. The only future kid that refused to talk to him was Gerome, and that wasn't out of the ordinary for him. Aside from one mortifying instance when Nowi asked if Una really was pregnant (something the both of them denied profusely), things seemed to be going well.

Inigo nearly leapt for joy when they came across a small town sometime in the mid-afternoon. They said they supported the rebellion and offered them to stay for lunch, free of charge! If it had been a month ago, he would have used this time to flirt with the village maidens. Alas, that was the Inigo of the past; He was thrilled to be with his lady now, and the weird surge of muscle memory that hit him when another woman walked by left him feeling a little sick.

Instead, he decided to sit by Owain and Nah as he had the day before. The latter was as quiet as usual, and Owain was chatty enough for the both of them. He was pleasantly surprised when they were also joined by Lucina and Cynthia. It was clear that Lucina was trying to extend an olive branch, being the type of leader she was. He didn't let it show, but her kindness went very much appreciated.

Cynthia, on the other hand, was annoying as usual. Una had warned him that morning about where people fell when it came to their relationship, and the group that found them humorous baffled him. He couldn't wrap his head around what she meant until the younger princess bounced in and teased him about "how long this bet was going to last".

The Shepherds were packing up to leave when Chrom bounded in front of them, a shimmer in his eye. Apparently there was some sort of treasure just a few miles off their path holding something deeply valuable for the army. Una and Frederick appeared more wary about the new plans, but neither of them wanted to be the one to snuff out their Lord's excitement. After all, it was only a few miles off. According to Una, they would swoop in and out with no problem.

What the villagers had failed to tell them was that there would be risen there.

Una wrinkled her nose, scanning the surrounding tundra and it's various enemies with distaste," Is this the place?"

"Yeah, it's got to be. The townsfolk spoke of ruins in these parts that carry the legacy of the divine dragon," The blue haired man pointed about a mile into the distance where a temple carved out of a glacier sat, his irises gleaming with excitement," Of course, they neglected to mention that the place is crawling with Risen...," Much to her chagrin, he eagerly withdrew Falchion and pointed it towards the sky," I suppose we're just gonna have to earn this treasure the old-fashioned way!"

Inigo bit back and laugh when he caught Una's exasperated look. She was the most selfless person he knew, but the fact that they were fighting for treasure instead of people in need was something she obviously did not approve of. She sent Frederick a pleading look, but he turned his head away quickly. Inigo couldn't tell if it was because he still didn't approve of her relationship with him or if he didn't want to be the one to spoil Chrom's fun. Either way, the Shepherds were heading into battle.

"Okay," Una started as she scanned the field in front of her," It looks like we've got a variety of enemies on our hands. I would love for the Pegasus riders and the wyvern riders to try and scout ahead so that we can push the risen towards the middle. Maribelle, take Gaius towards the Northeast corner of the area. I see another temple and want him to break into it. Who knows, maybe there'll be more treasure," Her two friends shot her a thumbs up," Tharja and Henry, equip Nosferatu and lead the defensive approach. I know you two can recover quickly if you get hit, and worst comes to worst, Lissa will be right there with you. Any questions?"

The white haired boy shot her a grin," My body is pulsing! I wonder if it'll explode!"

"Not a question, but alright," Una gave him a thumbs up," Anyone else? No? Okay, let's head out!"

As the Shepherds began to flow out to prepare for battle, Inigo saw Chrom clap a hand on Una's shoulder and pull her back. This couldn't be good. Una was visibly very stressed yesterday when he visited her tactician tent, and he decided that focusing on making her feel better was more important than pushing her to explain what happened. Something he was learning was that Una much preferred approaching him to talk about her worries than have him push her to divulge. Her giddy nature from last night definitely made up for it, but it only occurred to him now that he still wasn't sure of what happened between her and Chrom when they left. Had they made up? Or was he going to pull a nasty trick? Inigo decided to hang back just to be sure.

Una, sensing that whatever he wanted to talk about was meant to be private, waited until a majority of the army had dispersed before raising her eyebrow expectantly," What is it?"

"I want you to hang back for this battle," The tactician inhaled sharply, her mind clearly zooming a mile a minute in order to shoot back a convincing response. Chrom decided to cut her off before she could come up with one," Look at you; you're limping and your arm is in a cast. Don't you think it would be a good idea for you to take it easy?"

Ah, so this wasn't about their relationship. That was good! He would have to thank Chrom later for being so supportive. Maybe a cup of tea would suffice? He would have to arrange a meeting with Maribelle to chat about what his favorite blends-

"-right, Inigo?"

The brunet blinked out of his thoughts and sweat-dropped when he found the pair staring at him expectantly. Had they been talking to him? Shoot. Here he had been thinking about if Chrom enjoyed Lavender instead of paying attention! He needed to cover his tracks and quickly," Right…unless the answer is wrong," After all, there couldn't be a wrong answer when he didn't choose a side! He confidently puffed his chest out in pride, deflating slightly when he saw the flabbergasted looks the two captains were giving him,"…Why are you staring at me? You know I get embarrassed easily."

The Great Lord face shifted into exasperation while Una dropped her head in her hands. Hm. Maybe there was a wrong answer," Leave him out of it," Chrom sighed, causing his heart to sink. Tea was definitely off the table now," You're staying back, and that's an order."

Una placed her working fist on her hip in annoyance," You can't give me orders! I'm the tactician! I give you orders."

"Well I'm the Exalt, so I guess that trumps all," He bantered back, rubbing her hair playfully in the process. Inigo nearly shrank in fear when he caught the infuriated glint in her eyes," I'm going to the temple with Sumia. Anna," The Trickster perked up in the distance," Keep an eye on Una. Make sure she doesn't leave this area."

The Secret Seller sent an enthusiastic salute back," Aye Aye, Captain!"

Before Chrom could flee the scene, the mercenary snagged his arm," My lord, might I suggest I stay back with Una? She and I are a team. I don't know if I feel comfortable leaving her side."

The Exalt's stare flickered from his gasp to his eyes, moving sharp enough to make Inigo release him," Actually, I thought it might be a good idea if we paired up today. I want to make sure you're up to standard for the upcoming battles, especially if you and Una are going to be working together from here on out," He lowered his voice," We may not agree on anything, but we both know that we don't want a repeat of two days ago."

Inigo sniffed, but decided against talking back. As much as he didn't like hearing that from Chrom, the man had a point in what he was implying. The dancer wasn't able to protect Una, and there was no telling if he could do the same today. Not that she really needed protecting, he thought as the purple haired girl caught his attention. If anything, she looked more fired up now than she did for a normal skirmish. It was amusing to watch her repeatedly stab her spear into the ground, her gaze zeroed directly on Chrom. As much as he wanted to support her, he hated the memory of her with two arrows sticking out of her body more. Moping about the situation wasn't going to do anyone any good, so he settled by plastering on his signature smile to appease the masses," I won't let you down, Captain."

"Good," Chrom nodded before heading in the direction of his wife," Meet me at the front lines in ten minutes. Don't be late."

"Wouldn't dream of it!" Inigo called back chipperly. Sure, everything about this situation screamed aggression from the Exalt's side, but Inigo decided to take this new partnership to his advantage. With Chrom being one of the closest people to Una, it would mean a lot to her if he got his blessing for them. So what if it didn't happen over tea? Inigo would just have to fight twice as hard!

He felt Una's hand brush his forearm," He'll come around eventually, I promise. For now, you better go."

"Worry not, Una," He pounded his fist in his palm optimistically," I plan on winning more than the battle today."

Inigo felt a blush crawl across his cheeks at the amused expression on her face," You plan on winning Chrom?"

Oh gods, had he implied that? The brunet's face heated tenfold in complete humiliation. She was never going to let him live this down, was she? Inigo let out a breathy chuckle," That was a lovely jest, Una, but you know that's not what I meant…at least, I hope you know that."

Una clasped her hands behind her back and hummed," I don't know, Inigo. I might have to keep a closer eye on you two from now on."

Yup. She was never going to let this go.

Inigo sighed in defeat. At least she was smiling," Are you sure you'll be alright, Una?"

The purple haired girl huffed out a small sigh of her own, her head dipping slightly in disappointment," I'll be fine. There's not much I can do with this, anyway," She held up her injured arm to prove her point," Be safe out there."

Inigo pressed a chaste kiss on her cheek," How could I be reckless knowing a beautiful lady such as you is waiting for me to return?"

The grumpy expression he loved so dearly popped back, even though her response to his flirtations was as clear as her pink ears," I take it back. Chrom can have you."

0-0-0

The battle had taken an unexpected turn when the army advanced on the Risen, and it made Inigo wish he had fought more for Una's involvement. First of all, the Risen weren't Risen at all. They were invisible. What was an even odder was the familiar look Chrom, Lissa, and Frederick shared," The invisible warthogs are back."

Inigo felt his brow drop," Beg pardon?"

"Invisible warthogs," The mercenary would have laughed, but the blasé look on his captain's face gave away that he was completely serious. If anything, he seemed confused by Inigo's bafflement," We ran into them a few hours before we met Una. Princess…what was her name?" Lissa shrugged," I guess that's not important. She lead an army similar to ours and helped dispel the beasts from our land," Something shifted in the man's eyes," Come to think of it, one of men I talked to looked a bit like you. Mentioned something about dancing and Olivia…"

Initially he assumed Chrom was seeing how far he could pull Inigo's believability, but bringing his mother into his wild story intrigued him. A solider like him? Well, that took all the spice out of Inigo's unique factor. He needed to step his personality up if he wanted to stand out.

Inigo flipped his sword in his hand pensively, trying to think up a cool response that would leave a good impression," So, how do you propose we fight these invisible warthogs?"

"Just like any other soldier," The blue haired man rose his eyebrow challengingly," Do you think you can keep up?"

Ah, so this was what is was going to be. The dancer should have foreseen that Chrom would find the most value in a formidable fighter. If it was a warrior he wanted, it was a warrior he was going to get," Funny. I was going to ask you the same thing."

0-0-0

Una hated this.

Being treated like glass because she was younger was bad enough, but now that she was injured, Chrom was more than happy to be her out of commission. She found the protective older brother stint endearing yesterday, but now it was just pissing her off. How was the army supposed to succeed without guidance? Hell, what kind of a tactician would she be if she sent the troops ahead and watched from a safe distance? It felt wrong.

She was about ready to formulate a plan to sneak away when she felt the ground shake. An earthquake in this region? That was odd to say the least. There was something about the villagers failing to tell them about the risen and the weird aura engulfing the battlefield that didn't sit well with her.

Then, the sky opened up.

Una's eyes nearly popped out of her head when an actual crack ripped open a portion of the sky and spat out a young boy. His startled yells caught the attention of nearly everyone on the battlefield as he scrambled in the air, only quieting when his body barreled into a pile of snow. As soon as he landed, the portal abruptly shut, leaving him stranded.

The tactician gulped as she scanned the battlefield; the stranger had landed on the southeast portion of the area, leaving the risen closer to him than the Shepherds. After a fall like that, there was no way he'd be able to defend himself against them. If only one of the Pegasus Riders had stayed in the Southwest section with her! Then they could quickly fly over and-

"H-Hello?" Her ears perked a frantic call in the distance. It had to be him! How the heck was he still alive? Una's head swiveled from the Shepherds on the other half of the terrain to the boy, praying that someone nearby could hear him," Is anyone there?! I n-need help! Hello?"

Una decided that wasting times on "if onlys" was doing nobody any good and promptly mounted Winnie, deciding that the fallback from Chrom was something she could handle more than her conscious berating her for allowing an innocent to die. The last thing she heard was Anna's surprised," Wait!" Before taking off into the air.

0-0-0

Inigo slashed one of the warthogs in half, waiting until the purple flames engulfing their body died out to wipe the blood off his face. Damn, these creatures were formidable to say the least. When he thought of warthogs, he was brought back to a story from his childhood about the animal and it's meerkat partner. It had been portrayed as friendly and harmless, so all he had prepared himself for was perhaps having to deal with a hula dance or two. After getting nicked on his cheek by an enemy sword, he was beginning to think that Chrom was blind.

He sighed; at least Una would get a kick out of this story later.

The brunet was about to look back and check to see if the enemy opposition had slipped past their frontlines when a nearby grunt caught his ear. Inigo spun around quickly to find Chrom on the ground holding Falchion above him, trying desperately to keep a particularly nasty warthog off of him. Instinct kicked in as he pushed back the stinging sensation from his cut; he decided against using a few seconds to come up with something quippy and jabbed forward, catching the enemy's back with his sword. It took a few seconds for his opponent to slump in defeat, but once it finally did, Inigo pried it off and held his hand out," These are some strange warthogs, wouldn't you say?"

Chrom let out a relieved laugh and accepted the boy's hand to help him to his feet," I don't recall them being this difficult. Must be some treasure, huh?"

Inigo's chest warmed at the sound of the man's chuckle. Baby steps," Yeah."

The two prepared to move forward, but a slight rumbling in the ground caught the mercenary's attention. Great, another earthquake. They had been exceedingly and irritably common in his future, but that had always been in a war torn battlefield. Something he had read over Una's shoulder about using the terrain to your advantage popped into his head, and without taking the time to think about it, he brushed some of the snow away to examine the ground. No cracks? To double check his hypothesis, he knocked on the surface and startled to find they were actually standing on ice. Did earthquakes affect ice?

Inigo caught Chrom's questioning look and decided to let him in on his thought process," Something's not right here."

Then, the sky opened up.

The brunet could only watch in awe as a bright, white light gleamed through a crack, opening wide enough for someone to fall out. There were several things going through his head, but nothing stood out more than the fact that this was nothing like the portal he had crossed through when he came from the future. Could this be another enemy?

Inigo would have assumed so if not for the poor boy screaming bloody murder as he tumbled mercilessly towards the earth. He winced when the body hit the ground, followed abruptly by the portal closing. What the heck…

Just when he thought things couldn't go worst, a familiar black smudge in the distance heading straight towards the victim snagged his eye," Oh no."

Chrom, shaken by what he had just witnessed and looking about ready to follow the boy himself, gaped," What? What's wrong?"

"Una's going to help him."

The two men didn't even need to articulate their change in plans before taking off after her.

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She had to admit, steering a Pegasus with one hand was a lot harder than she expected, but thankfully the distance between the two islands wasn't too far. Una landed Winnie as gracefully as she could with her limited steering abilities and hopped off, shooting onto her knees to inspect the boy. He was breathing heavily, painted in a terrorized expression. She carefully reached out to brush some of the snow away from his head, pausing at his whimper. When he didn't make any indication to lash out, she followed through as gently as possible, her stomach lurching when she was met with his bloodied face. The gash on the side of his head was scary, and she was beginning to think that she found a living corpse instead of a victim.

Una decided right away that her first approach was going to be to compose him," You made quite the entrance."

If seeing him conscious was startling enough, having him shoot up into a sitting position to wrap her into a hug nearly gave her a heart attack," Mother! I was beginning to think we got separated!"

…Did he say mother?! Una prayed that her stunned countenance didn't show as she gently guided him away, using this brief pause to scan. It was hard to truly discern what he looked like when his face was covered in blood, and the more baffling aspect of his appearance was his mop of gray hair. Nobody in the army shared that shade of gray,"...I'm sorry, what?"

He merely shrugged, oblivious to how evidently she was freaking out," Well, no harm done. At least we can head home now," The boy let out a shaky whistle,"...Goodness, the air here agrees with you! You look a decade younger, at least."

"Wait, wait, wait," The purple haired girl waved her hands frantically," Let's go back to the "Mother" thing...Did you travel back from the future with Lucina?" This was a good place to start. After retrieving so many kids, she had come up with a script of sorts to run by in her head. Brining up the Princess always seemed to do the trick.

Then again, none of the other kids had tumbled out of the sky.

The boy tilted his head in confusion," Huh? Who's Lucina? And did you seriously just ask me if I came from the future?" His puzzled look quickly shifted back into a panicked one, though he appeared to be trying to mask it with a smile. Why did that seem so familiar? Una felt her gaze narrow as she tried to place it,"...Why are you looking at me like that? Hello? It's me! Morgan…at least, I'm pretty sure it's Morgan," The boy laughed nervously,"...Your son? Love of your life and strapping young lad and all that? Wow, you're really acting strange today. Let's go home and get you to bed," The gray haired boy fumbled onto his feet, ignoring his mother's protests as she scrambled up after him," Hmm, but which way is home? Is it-," Without warning, Morgan legs gave out underneath him. The fear he was trying to hide earlier was suddenly very out in the open," Ngh! M-my head! What happened? Where am I? What's going on, Mother? I-I can't remember anything. I-I tried to, b-but…but…"

He couldn't remember anything? Oh gods, fate really was messing with her today, " Easy—don't try to force it! Just stay calm and listen to me," Una kneeled down, trying to press the fact that the risen were approaching at an uncomfortable distance towards the back of her head. They weren't going to make it far if Morgan didn't calm down," I know this sounds mad, but I believe that you came here from the future."

Morgan choked, her explanation doing nothing to sooth his nerves," Are you out of your mind? That's not even possible!"

"Actually, it is. Think about it. You said I looked younger, but look again. Closely. Do I look like I'm of an age where I could have a child as old as you?" He shrugged, and she fought the urge to be offended," At this point in time, in our time, you still haven't been born."

She decidedly left out the part that there was no way she could have been his mother to keep his head on. How could that have been possible anyway? She wasn't married, and the only person she had ever been in a real relationship thus far was Inigo. There was no way he could be the father; why would their potential child from the future come back to fight in their war? Heck, there was no future child for them to speak of in the first place! They had only been courting a couple of weeks, and marriage seemed like an eternity away. Even if some future version of her hadn't ended up with Inigo, she highly doubted she could have had a child. From what she heard from the future children, she died before she could have a baby of her own. From what Morgan was explaining, he had only recently been separated from his mother.

Her heart nearly shattered when he sniffled, desperately grasping to understand something," Y-you do look younger, but..."

"It's hard, I know. And you don't have to believe me right this minute. But you must come with me. It's dangerous alone, especially if your memory is gone."

Morgan's voice grew small," Danger?"

She opened her mouth to respond when something caught her eye," Where…," Una brushed some of the snow off his shoulders, her throat closing up when she did so," Where did you get that coat?"

"From you," The gray haired boy replied semi-confidently, though his voice wavered. If it had been anyone or anything else, Una would have claimed this was a trap. But she had only seen that coat once, and she was positive it was still safely locked in her trunk on the caravan. It was the same one she had worn during the Plegian war, something she had stored away for the good of Ylisse once things were finished. There was no way he could have stolen it, and definitely no way the fear in his irises was fake.

He was her son.

She had a son.

Una pressed her fist against her lips, fighting the urge to burst into tears in front of him. For the past two years, she had resigned herself to a fate without a family or a future. Being their godmother was fun and all, but she had always longed to be a mother. She never let anyone know, even Inigo. She didn't want them to feel guilty for her.

But here he was, right in front of her! And he was perfect.

The new mother was about ready to throw herself onto him when a sudden movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Was something seriously ambushing her during her tender moment? A low growl emitted itself from her lips as she cautiously got back to her feet," Stay down, Morgan. I've got this."

The tactician-in-training's lip wobbled," B-But you're injured."

With one smooth motion, she pulled her weapon out from Winnie's holster and thrusted it in front of her," It only takes one arm to wield a lance."

She scanned the area warily, taking every aspect of her surroundings into account. She could hear the risen, but couldn't see anything. Her eyes shifted to the ground and nearly jumped when she spotted four pairs of footprints stalking towards her. They were invisible?! Why hadn't anyone alerted her sooner? This completely defeated the purpose of her previous strategy-

The sound of an arrow zipping by her ear yanked her back into reality," Right. Not the time to dwell on what should have happened," There was no way to tell what weapons her opponents had, but their placement was easily given away in this environment. Una didn't like to gamble, but she wasn't left with much of a choice at this point.

Without a second thought, she dove forward towards the two flanking her right. The dark rider managed to stab one right away and used the skewered body to slam into it's companion, causing both of them to fall onto the ground. The imprints their bodies left underneath them gave her a full body, leaving her a larger topic to stab. She quickly yanked her spear from the new corpse and drove it into the collapsed enemy, pressing it in until she stopped felling movement in her handle. Two down, two to go.

"M-Mother!"

Una's head whipped up to see her next targets' footprints hunt down her son, who was frantically scrambling back in the snow. She wasted no time pursing her adversaries, jutting the sharp end of her lance out and swinging it against the backs of the creatures. It seemed that her reach was a little short, because the footsteps stopped and turned around to face her. She titled her head to indicate Morgan to get behind Winnie, waiting until he followed orders to advance.

Using a battle cry to direct their attacks towards her, she swiped at one of their legs to try and get a bigger picture like before. She just barely missed and was hit with what felt like the blunt end of an axe, sending her stumbling backwards. Her injured leg was quick to give out on her, leaving her on her butt in the snow. Not what she wanted, but she was good at improvising.

The purpled haired girl watched the footprints charge her at an alarming rate, waiting until they were only a few feet away to tip her lance up at a forty-five degree angle and pierce the enemy. Using the momentum from his rush, she leaned flat against the ground and let the pole arc above her with the monster attached to it. It's head smashed into the ground, and with the combined effort of the stab wound she inflicted, died quickly.

She pulled an elixir from her pocket and took a swig, willing the needles prickling in her leg to go away. Gods, this injury couldn't fade soon enough. She pulled her weapon out of the invisible risen and propped it on the ground to help her onto her feet, using this brief time to spot the last opponent. Where did it-

"Mother, duck!"

Una didn't hesitate following the orders and plunged back into the snow, her head missing a bolt of Thoron by centimeters. She heard the tell-tale sound of the enemy collapse behind her and exhaled in disbelief. It looked like luck was on her side after all," Morgan, you know how to-," Her question was immediately cut off by the sight of her son crumbling into the snow with a tomb in his hands," Morgan!"

She barreled back to his side, cursing when she realized he had fallen unconscious. Dammit! She should have protected him, not the other way around. Una let out a worried whine, using her sleeve to apply pressure to his head wound. He shouldn't have pushed himself by using a spell that advanced while harmed! Her stare flickered from Winnie to Morgan, trying to calculate how she could get him onto her Pegasus without straining her own injuries. Think, Una, think!

Her stomach dropped when her prayers were answered by the sound of more footsteps. No, not another enemy. Una would fight until she had nothing left, but there wasn't much time! She needed to get Morgan to safety before he lost too much blood.

The tactician felt herself stiffen with resolve. She had just gotten her son, and there was no way in hell she was about to lose him. With a newfound surge of power, Una forced herself onto her feet and turned around to face the oncoming opponent.

She dropped her lance in relief when her two favorite boys popped out instead," Chrom! Inigo! I can't begin to tell you how happy I am," Una pointed at the unconscious boy, wasting no time and jumping to give orders," Chrom, I need you to get him onto my Pegasus. He's alive, b-but I don't know if-."

"Got it," The eighteen year old's felt her shoulders unwind when he scooped the boy up in his arms and gently placed him on the back of Winnie instead of argue. She made a mental note to thank him for pushing his inevitable lecture off once this all blew over," Lissa's on the field with Maribelle, but Libra or Brady might be nearby. You'll be able to spot them."

"Thanks. Hey Inigo," She held her arm out confidently, though her insides were screaming from how mortifying her preposition was about to be," Could you give me a hand?"

He grinned and strutted forward, wrapping his hands around her waist before giving her a boost onto her steed," Anything for you, my lady. I'm elated to see you're alright and beautiful as ever, if I may add."

She fondly flicked his forehead," Thank you, both of you," Una took Winnie's reigns in her hands and quickly stated," I'll explain everything later, I promise," With that said, she snapped the Pegasus into motion and took off towards the nearest healer. Her son's life was on the line, and there were many questions that still needed to be answered.

IT'S MORGAN IT'S MORGAN HE'S HERE IT'S MORGAN! So let's unpack this, shall we? Morgan does not look like Inigo, meaning that he cannot be the father. Who is the father then? As I said earlier, you guys are smart. You probably already know. If not, stick around to see! Writing Morgan has been interesting so far, but I'm still trying to nail what personality traits I want him to have. I like to give my different Avatars distinctive quirks (Una is a little grumpy and awkward, Robin is brainy and sarcastic, ect. ect.), and I take that and the father to combine the perfect Morgan. I already have one big thing in mind that will come up soon! Seriously, I'm super excited about it! Chrom and Inigo are making progress! It's slow progress, but it's progress! I don't think that Chrom has anything personal against him, it's just him being protective. You can see he's calmed down A LOT, but he's not quite there. Oh, and I heavily hinted at what's to come in the future towards the middle of the chapter. We all know that those weren't invisible warthogs, let's just say that. Review Time!

Lance Eterna: I know, right? Inigo and Una are such sweeties that only want to make each other feel better. Una is finally getting the family she wanted. Chrom's attention is definitely sibling-like and protective. He just cares so much! Olivia and Lon'qu are becoming two of my favorites to write, Lon'qu especially. His connection with both Una and Inigo is 10/10, and his stoic nature plays off well with theirs. Thank you for the review!

Ocharlos: Haha, I get what you mean. I think his reaction was definitely crazy, but he was freaked out when Una was missing from the medical tent and found in Inigo's. Nothing about that situation looks good. The way I see it is that in this timeline, Chrom doesn't really know Inigo. He is one of the newest child units, and his reputation definitely precedes him. Much like Lon'qu in the beginning, he thought that Inigo was frivilous and didn't take anything seriously. This battle paved the way to prove him wrong. He calmed down in this chapter, though he's not 100% sold on our boy yet. I don't think there will be any need for a confrontation between our two boys, but I can definitely say that Inigo is going to step up very soon. He's gonna have a lot to deal with now that Una has a son. Thank you for the review!

This is the first time I haven't had the next chapter fully written out for this story, so I'm still toying around with what I want to happen next. What I do know is that the next chapter will be dealing with the aftermath of this one, but what that entails is going to be a surprise! Little shoutout: I started another story (don't worry, this one takes priority) called Incidental Matchmaker that is more in line with one of my previous works, Shepherd's Song. It's just a short little romp taking the characters into a modern setting, but I would love it if you guys checked it out! That one mainly deals with Chrobin instead of Unigo (does that ship name work? Should it be Ina? Unago? Something completely different? Leave suggestions in the comment box), so if that's more down your alley, feel free to give it a read. As always, thank you guys for reading and I'll see you next week!

-Uprisingdragon