Pain. That was the first thing Robin felt. It took a moment to remember what exactly had happened and why he was in said pain. Oh yeah, Walhart followed by Morgan. He opened his eyes. He was in a tent. So, she had not destroyed the world. That was good.

He groaned as he forced himself to sit up. He was remarkably sore. His moans brought about the attention of the other person in the tent. He soon found a hand pushing him back down onto the bed.

"Rest," Lucina told him though something seemed off about her mannerisms, "You have been unconscious for four days."

"And…Morgan?"

Lucina paused clearly uncomfortable at the question, "She fell unconscious shortly after you. She awoke two days ago."

"And the battle?"

"With Walhart's defeat, the imperial forces soon surrendered."

"I see," Robin forced himself to sit up again, "I need to see her."

"Not yet," Lucina pushed him back down, "I can send for her, but…we need to talk first."

"Okay," Robin agreed uneasily, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Before Morgan lost consciousness, she called me…mother."

Robin went even paler if that were possible, "So you knew," Lucina accused upon seeing his reaction, "And you did not say anything."

"I…wasn't sure how you'd take it."

"How am I supposed to take it, Robin? She is somehow my daughter, and she…she has these powers. Tell me, Robin, what was that? Why could she do those things? Why did part of it feel…dark?"

"Perhaps this is something we should all talk about together."

Lucina stood abruptly, "Very well, I shall fetch her."

"You may want to bring Tiki too," Lucina did not respond as she left the tent. Robin had a bad feeling that she picked up on the fell aspect of Morgan's power. It may have been mixed to an extreme degree, but it was still potent enough for those somewhat sensitive to such things to at least know something was not quite right. Even now, if he focused hard enough, he could almost feel Morgan's presence. She may have calmed down, but just what was she capable of?

No one was comfortable once they had gathered. Robin was still in bed with Morgan too ashamed to approach while Lucina stayed carefully away from everyone in a corner of the tent. Tiki stayed by Morgan in an attempt to calm the girl.

"I suppose I shall start," Tiki decided as she was the only one not overly put off by the situation. "Morgan is indeed the offspring of both of you. She has the brand of the exalt to prove it. As for her unusual powers, they are the result of a mixture of divine dragon, exalted, and…fell powers."

"How long have you known?" Lucina's question was directed at all of them. None particularly eager to answer. "You all knew, didn't you?" Lucina had hoped that Morgan's power was not what she feared, but now she was faced with that reality. On top of it all, she had been kept in the dark about said reality.

"Morgan did not," Tiki assured, "I…had my suspicions after meeting her."

Lucina's accusatory gaze traveled to Robin, "I've known of my own brand for some time. I had hoped it an unfortunate tattoo at the time, but after the incident with the deserter, I couldn't deny it any longer though I had my suspicions when I saw that Morgan had the same mark on the back of her left hand."

"You knew. Both about her parentage and your own fell nature, and you never told me!"

"I wasn't sure how you'd react, but I figured it'd go something like this," Robin retaliated.

"You should have told me."

"So you could have me locked up, or worse?"

Lucina gritted her teeth partially in anger at him, but also partially at herself because she knew he may have had a point. That fact disturbed her more than him not telling her, "I need some air." She quickly departed the tent.

"Mother…." Morgan could not even face the woman as she left.

Robin sighed and made to get up before Tiki stopped him, "No, I will tend to my daughter. You tend to yours."

Robin looked at the downtrodden Morgan and nodded sending Tiki on her way.

Lucina was not sure what to make of any of this. She was confused, disoriented – angry. How many times had she secretly hoped to be Morgan's mother? But this…this…she had the power of Grima. The power that destroyed her world. The power she despised. It most certainly did not come from her, so, therefore, it had to have come from him.

That may have been the part that hurt the most. It was not even so much a sense of betrayal as it was heart break. She had helplessly fallen in love with the man only to find out he harbored such…evil whether he choice to or not.

Now she had to deal with the fact that the man she loved also bore that which she hated as did their daughter. It was a conflict of interests which threatened to tear her apart from the inside out. She loved him, but…the world….

Lucina looked up from her seat on the grass to see her mother sitting calmly beside her. There was no judgement in those eyes. There was calm understanding, and, perhaps, a little pity as well. She did not speak, but rather waited until Lucina was ready to speak.

"I don't know what to think, let alone do."

"It is certainly a precarious situation."

"I don't hate them. I want to like Morgan, but…both of them could be dangers to the very world!"

"I do not think either bear us ill intent."

"I know," Lucina sighed, "I'm just…afraid." Afraid of what she might be forced to do.

"There is always risk with getting closer. Every time I get close to humans, I do so knowing that I will outlive them all, but I do know that it is worth it. This situation is not the same, but the premise is still there. You will have to decide if you are willing to accept the risk."

"This risk is not just mine."

"We will not allow the world to fall, but…if you choose to get close, it may hurt you."

"I…I already can't stand the idea of something happening to them. I don't want them to become more casualties of this struggle," Lucina looked to her mother with a newfound determination, "I don't believe it's their fault, and I will do everything I can to save them too."

Tiki smiled, "I thought you might say that." She offered a hand, "Now, shall we hear the rest of Morgan's story?"

Lucina took the offered hand, "Yes, let's."

Robin did not know what to do. Morgan was clearly distraught, but he had no idea where to even begin. So, he sat their silently while she stood there staring at her boots. He was not mad at Lucina. This was far from the best way for her to find out, and it had to have been hard. Still, he hated seeing Morgan so downcast.

Fortunately, he was finally delivered a reprieve when the tent flap opened once more. In walked Tiki followed by a much calmer looking Lucina. The princess turned to address her daughter.

"I'm sorry for my reaction. I'm ready to hear what you have to say now."

Morgan slowly nodded, "I don't remember everything, but the seal on my powers was what had kept my memories at bay. Though, some may be lost for good. It was a side effect we knew about going in."

"But why was the seal placed?" Lucina inquired.

"I guess I should start from the beginning. I come from a world where Grima was defeated. I was born about a year afterwards. From an early age it was apparent that I was…different. It was not long before the Grimleal caught wind of me and sought to use me to bring back Grima.

"We spent our lives on the move. Avoiding anyone who might want to use me for their own purposes while I learned to control my abilities. Despite constantly moving, I was happy. I had two parents that loved me very much, and I felt I had all I'd ever need.

"That all changed one night when we stopped at a local inn. Father left to go pick up supplies. He did not think it would be dangerous. He had not detected a trace of pursuers in weeks, so he left while mother stayed with me.

"That was when they struck. It was all so fast. Mother told me to hide. I did as I was told and watched her fight off our attackers. She was winning too until one of them managed to sneak up behind her and-and I still remember her cry. It was more of shock than of pain. Then the assassin carelessly shoved her off his blade. I darted from my hiding spot and tried to reach her, but one of them grabbed me. I struggled but he didn't let go. My shock turned to anger, and…"

Morgan swallowed hard, "I killed each and every one of them. Father found me with my hands covered in mother's blood from where I had tried to help her. The last thing she did was to smile at me," Morgan started to cry, "But it was my fault. They were after me! I could have fought sooner! I could have saved her!"

Lucina, acting more on impulse than rational thought, stepped forward and hugged her daughter, "Shh, none of that. You were just a child. None of this is your fault."

Morgan wiped her eyes and pulled back, "T-thanks." She pulled herself together enough to finish her story, "After that, I doubled down on my training and we were extra cautious. However, we eventually started running out of places to hide. So, the decision was made to send me here where no one knew of my existence and seal my powers so that I would not be discovered."

"Why not just seal your powers there?" Lucina asked.

"Well, the side effects were fairly extensive, and people already knew about me. We couldn't undo that. Eventually they'd find me there."

"I'm still curious as to why you didn't just stay at the castle. Surely security could have been improved to the point they couldn't get to you."

"I…I don't remember why. I remember that there was a good reason, but I just don't remember what it was."

"Hmm," Robin was clearly not satisfied, but he did not say anything.

"I know it was hard for my father, but he sent me here to protect me. Though, we were interrupted by some Risen that the Grimleal sent. Otherwise, I was supposed to show up after Grima's defeat and close to you two."

"And what of your sword and cloak?" Robin had a theory. He was curious as to if he was right.

"They are designed to help me channel my powers. I believe the enchantments were designed by Miriel and Laurent using information provided by gra-Tiki."

"That explains the differences in the enchantments," Tiki nodded.

"Yep, they were gifts from grandpa."

"That also explains why they look so expensive," Robin noted, "Don't worry. We won't let history repeat itself."

"Daddy!" She leapt onto him. He did not hesitate to return her hug while eyeing Lucina. The princess returned his look and nodded.

"Don't you worry. We're here now. We'll make it through this. I promise."

A/N: Sorry it's late and short.