Lissa had been right. Stahl's leg never did heal. He walked stiffly, and as the day got later, or if he put more exertion on it, it would change into a limp. Lissa said it could be like that permanently, and if it would heal he would know in about 2 years. Stahl was cut from all sparring and training sessions, but he didn't care. Grima and any other threats were gone, and plus Stahl had more important things on his mind. Finding Robin.
Chrom knew Stahl would try and go after her, so he sent out search parties, but since Chrom was so busy dealing with his kingdom the search parties were less frequent then Stahl liked. And he didn't want to stay in his room and wonder. He wanted to be the one searching.
He told this to Chrom, who's answer was a firm no. He wouldn't be going out with that leg of his. Chrom even took away Stahl's horse. He thought if Stahl couldn't ride out he wouldn't leave.
Well screw my leg, Stahl had thought. And screw Chrom's orders. So despite Chrom's orders, Stahl snuck out and went searching for Robin everyday.
Stahl laughed grimly in his head at Chrom's logic as he hobbled away from Ylissetol. Did Chrom really think taking his horse away would stop him? He had promised Robin he'd find her.
Stahl turned and looked back at the city. It was only a speck now. When Stahl raised his thumb in the air, he could cover up its silhouette. He must have been walking for a long time. He looked around in the wild field he was in, his eyes forever scanning the ground as he began to limp further away. His leg ached, and sweat beaded at his forehead, but he still kept going. He debated telling Chrom that he walked away everyday, and that giving him his horse would make life much easier, but Chrom would only put higher security on him.
Stahl cried out in pain as he fell to ground when his leg eventually gave out. He cursed. Why was it his own self- his very own body- that was keeping him from finding Robin?
A/N: next chapter will probably be the last chapter!