Robin wore a long cloak underneath her silk white gown to hide herself. Today was the day that both Lon'qu and Olivia would return to Regna Ferox. As she quickly rushed down from the royal staircase, she found it difficult to maneuver herself with the length of her clothing. She was not used to such garments at all. The gown's design was very intricate and even handcrafted by the dressmakers in Ylisse. Even most nobles could not afford such an expensive attire. She sneaked up on the corner and lifted up her gown so she will not trip. In that moment, she felt like a thief. Now she knows how someone like Gaius felt. The Future Queen tried her best to recall the directions of the castle. It was still all new to her in broad daylight, how much more at night?

Hmm... if I remember correctly, this path leads to the exit...

The lady could not feel anymore frustrated. As soon as she reached the exit, an Ylissean guard called out to her. Much to her surprise, the tactician spun around and tripped on her heels. "Milady!" the man yelled out to her direction. He was only concerned for the Exalt's wife and did not want her to be put on harm's way. This made Robin feel distressed. If Chrom found out that she tried to sneak her way out so early in the morning, he will surely have a fit. Chrom loved his fiancee enough to always want to protect her. Robin thought that if she said a word to Chrom about leaving to say goodbyes, he would immediately offer to take her there. However, his fiancee knew better. The Exalt had plenty of business to do with the war and was often tired when he came home. She didn't want to add to that. "Where are you going at this late, Milady?" he questioned the poor girl.

"Please..." she mumbled out as quietly as her voice could. She imagined Chrom to be sprawled out on the bed right now. They were still sleeping in separate rooms as they were not formally married yet. That would not be some months from now. But there wasn't anywhere else for her to stay and plus, Chrom wanted to see her as much as he could. The two were inseparable after all. "I need to go my goodbyes to some friends who are leaving for Ferox. Please don't tell, Milord." Robin pleaded. She never liked calling the prince that term, but it felt all too foreign to her.

From the shadows emerged Frederick, still in his armor. Robin was rather curious as to why he still had his armor on so late at night. "It's alright." he uttered reassuringly to the Ylissean man. The latter backed off immediately from the tactician and moved to the side at his presence. "I'll escort the Princess from here."

"Frederick..."

"Sire... But it's 4 AM in the morning! The Exalt will not like this!"

"It's alright, my good man. I will be with her." he looked sternly towards his direction. "Let's go, Milady." Frederick helped Robin up and guided her as they exited the castle.

By the time they got to the fields where Lon'qu and his caravan were preparing for their travel back to Regna Ferox, the myrmidon was already sitting up front and ready to go. He did not have a single ounce of sleep the past nights he spent in Ylisse. Lon'qu considered seeing Chrom and Robin before they departed, however, he could not bear the thought of leaving the lady tactician. His thoughts were muddled by the image of Robin. The man believed that every one had their own place in the world. Unfortunately, it was not with Robin. He wished he merited enough to be with her, but it not was possible. He believed she deserved a better person that a man who was raised in the slums. The best he could was train harder so that he may one day perhaps forget her.

Robin, I love you.

"Wait! Lon'qu!" The tactician's voice pierced through his ears. To him, the sound of her voice was music to his ears. He looked back and saw her panting all the way to him. Her clothes were soiled with mud from the fields. This made the myrmidon shocked and endeared. He eagerly went down from his seat to great her. As soon as he laid his eyes on the young lady, he thought of how different she was from the Robin on the battlefield. Now, she wore a beautiful gown that sparkled from the morning's sunlight and her long navy hair was down, untied unlike during battles. It was a sight he would cherish forever. "Do you really... have to go?" she said, her voice sounded uncertain. "D-do you?"

"Yes." was all the myrmidon could manage. All he wanted was to hold her in his arms.

"I... I-I," Robin's eyes began to swell with tears. She went up to the myrmidon and hugged him. When Frederick saw this, he shrugged if off as something platonic. The knight knew that Robin was a very kind and easy person to be with and loved every single person with the Shepherds with all her heart. After all, the man saved her life. Of course, she wouldn't want him to, right? Olivia, on the other hand, saw the scene and felt pained for the future Queen. The dancer knew that the myrmidon had feelings for Robin but kept silent nonetheless. "Don't go!" Realizing the boldness of her actions, she immediately pulled away.

"I'm sorry I will not be able to attend your wedding, Queen Robin." Lon'qu said peacefully. His smile was softer than it had ever been. "Now go back to the castle. Chrom will go looking for you."

Her eyes widened. Of course, Chrom. The sun was about to rise and the Exalt will soon wake-up. Robin knew that Chrom would secretly go in her room to check up on her. Most of the time, she pretended to be asleep. She would feel him brushing her hair and giving her a peck on the forehead before he would start to go to work and attend to meetings. His days were jam packed. "You'll come visit, right?" she bargained towards the man. "Promise me you'll come and visit."

"Only if I am needed." he looked at her with kind eyes. The man pushed away the stray hairs from her face.

"I need you."

"Heh. You have the Exalt now, Milady." The myrmidon produced a slight chuckle. He noticed that the others were already waiting for him. Time was of the essence if they wanted to get there soon. "I must depart now." Lon'qu turned back to the caravan and noticed that her small hands were griping tightly onto his. Why is she doing this? "Goodbye." he said. He saw Robin's hands were still clasping onto his. Even the man himself did not want her to let go of his palm. But what were they to do? He was merely a man, a commoner. She was now to be the Exalt's Queen. There was nothing left for him to do. There was nothing he can do. They could never be together. He was content at knowing that Robin would be in good hands.

Chrom, please take care of her for me.

"I'll never say goodbye! I never will. Not to you! Never ever!" she cried out. Tears flowed down from her hazel eyes. Her eyes were so honest. It was something Lon'qu loved about her.

The myrmidon, in a quick brief moment, kissed her forehead and ruffled her hair. Slowly, as he walked away from the tactician and climbed back into their caravan, their fingertips touched for the last time.

Did I make a mistake? Did I love Lon'qu all along?

As the Great Knight ushered her back towards her carriage, Robin pushed its door and began to ran all the way to the caravan. She loosened her footwear off and ran barefoot on the fields. Robin never did like those high-heeled slippers she was forced to wear by the servants. "Don't let go of me! Come back!" the lady rushed. As soon as she neared the caravan, the tactician yelled out, "Come back, Lon'qu!" but the transport did not stop. It was all too late. "I need you..." she fell on her knees.

Frederick, who was unable to hear this, mistook the Future Queen's actions as an effect of stress. He calculated that since the myrmidon saved her life, she was having a simple separation problem. It will all be solved soon when the Exalt's schedule began to loosen up and she would spend more time with him for sure. He trusted the young tactician and knew that she was a solid person. She would not dare to cheat on Chrom. Of course not. And even then, the myrmidon and tactician did not get a chance to meet at all. He knew because Chrom had assigned him to watch over his beloved. "Milady, what has gotten into you?!" he helped the stricken lady up. Her face was pale and of horror. "Are you sick?! We must return to the castle immediately." The knight escorted the Exalt's soon-to-be wife back to the carriage where she fell asleep on their way back home.

(Author's Note: I listened to DAISY by Stereo Dive Foundation / END of Kyoukai no Kanata the whole time I was writing this so I guess that's why it ended up being dramatic...? I want to write Robin as Queen for a while longer. I just love her in that setting so you might read more of her settling into royalty first before I go back to the flow... Comments? /o/ If the story makes you happy, it makes me all happy, too. Also, I think you guys will get the title by now. Irrevocable means 'something that cannot be changed'. Which in this case was Robin's decision.)