Hello, Hello!
Severa: Why must you constantly try to come up with new introductions?
7: Because I enjoy doing so, that's why.
Lucina:….
7: Are you still sore over the April Fools thing Lucina? I've already told you that we agreed to the joke before we went on!
Severa: She's not sore about that dolt! She can't find the teddy bear she's had since she was three!
7: Lucina! Why didn't you tell me?! I have great power at my disposal I could find it for you within minutes!
Lucina; No! I will find Mr. Muffin by myself!
7: … Mr. Muffin?
Severa: First gift she can remember her mother giving to her, real special.
7: *Looks at a pouting and blushing Lucina* Ah… ok then. Have you tried the editing floor yet? Kiwi finds all kinds of odd stuff up there.
*Lucina immediately dashes out of the studio and runs to the top floor*
Lucina: Kiwi! Have you seen-
*Lucina stops when she opens the door and a mountain of papers falls out knocking her down. Kiwi wades through the debris reading over a sheet with a red pen and glares at Lucina.*
Kiwi: What *cough* could you possibly *cough* need that you would interrupt my- *dissolves into a fit of coughing*
Lucina: Uhh, Kiwi, you okay?
Kiwi: *glares up at Lucina with flames in her eyes* Get out of my editing room
Lucina: Whoa! Okay sorry I'll just-if you see my teddy bear then-
Kiwi: *perks up* Your teddy bear? You lost your teddy bear?
Lucina: Umm, yeah but it's-
Kiwi: We must find it! *Throws paper and pencil behind her and brandishes a sword* Come on Lucina, tallyho, adventure awaits!
Lucina: Where did you get a sword-
Kiwi: Onward to vanquish the foul teddy bear thieves! *Charges ahead*
Lucina: Ok, uh, onwards! *Follows*
*They wade through the waist high papers for another thirty minutes before they find Mr. Muffin being worshipped by strange paper creatures.*
Kiwi: Away! Away with you spawn of Cthulu! *Charges into their midst and begins lopping off limbs*
Lucina: Get away from my teddy! *Joins the fight*
*The creatures soon lie slain and Lucina claims Mr. Muffin once more.*
Lucina: Truly I am not worthy to be in your presence Lady Kiwi! Please, teach me your ways!
*Lucina bows as kiwi considers. Meanwhile, on the outside of the room.
7: And you said I was the nut?
Severa: Shut up.
On a personal note everyone, Kiwi has been real sick until just recently so any reviews or well wishes will be directed to her! She is the reason this fic has done well enough to cross the 100 review mark and we couldn't be happier to have her! Here's to making two hundred!
The Redeemer Returned
'This meeting's going much better than I thought it would.' Robin reflected as he dodged a mug. So far Chrom had only thrown small objects at him for suggesting they enlist Plegian help.
"No! And that decision is final!" Chrom shouted, slamming his fist into the table.
Robin shook his head, Severa pinched her nose beside him. She knew that her uncle was stubborn when he had his mind set but she never thought he was this bad.
'Though that does explain why it was so hard to convince Lucina that grasshoppers wouldn't eat her hair.' Severa thought.
Robin, unaware of the wry smile on Severa's face, sighed again. "I've told you six times Chrom, it's either we get the Plegian's support or this will be a war we simply cannot win. Use your head and think for Naga's sake!"
"No! The new king may be polite in public, but he is Grimleal! The one whose actions spurred years of unrest and fear in both our countries! I won't trust him as far as I could throw him!"
"May I remind you that you can bench press Kellam in full armor." Robin muttered, almost sagging in relief when Sumia and the Khans entered tent. "Sumia, Khans, would you be so kind as to help our illustrious ruler stop being stubborn."
Flavia and Basilio took turns with Robin to break down any and all of Chrom's protestations. Unfortunately, he still insisted on sheer determination that they could simply build a fleet themselves.
"Chrom," Robin groaned. "The only wood that we can use is all the way back in Ylisse!
"Then we use the wood here!" Chrom retorted, conveniently forgetting the earlier rebuke from Basilio that Ferox had barely any seaworthy wood.
Robin was about to beat some sense into his friend when reason finally spoke up.
"Chrom, that's enough."
The room fell silent, turning to face Sumia in what could only be called her 'Queen' persona. She looked at her husband with understanding eyes, but spoke firmly.
"I know that the memories still haunt you Chrom and even though you can say every platitude in the book about peace and understanding; you still haven't forgiven Plegia for their role in Emmeryn's death. Maybe the civilians themselves, but you'll never trust any government Plegia ever sets up."
The room remained silent at her accusation, soft though it was, but all could see that she'd cornered Chrom.
Chrom grit his teeth in silent frustration, feeling Sumia's words stab at the old wound that had yet to heal, even after six years and two daughters.
Finally, aware of his own stubbornness, Chrom sighed. "… Send a messenger to Plegia, we need their help."
Feeling the thick tension in the room, Robin gave swift orders to send an emissary and prepare before ushering everyone out of the tent. Sumia had reopened an old wound and it was up to her to try and clean out the infection.
Husband and wife remained silent for a few moments. Chrom stared at the wall, lost in thought as Sumia tried to find the words that had fled her. Eventually, Sumia spoke
"Chrom… I…"
"I'm a fool."
Sumia started at Chrom's whisper. He'd looked down at the table and now gazed at his hand, face pale.
"I swore to never become my father; I swore to uphold the ideals Emmeryn gave me with all my strength. Yet here I am, a stubborn wretch who can't focus on anything beyond his own petty view. I shouldn't be leading these people; they deserve someone better than I."
Sumia didn't know why, but she could see herself in him. Unconfident, unworthy, altogether useless in her own mind. Moving to Chrom's side, she embraced him tenderly.
"You know, I used to be jealous of Cordelia and my own mother."
She felt Chrom flinch in her arms, she had his attention.
"I was, and still am really, a very clumsy person, always screwing up in seemingly whatever I did. But, Cordelia and my mother seemed like exact opposites to me, graceful, pretty, confident, smart. I always felt if I didn't match up to them I had no worth. Some days, before you and I met, I had … dark thoughts."
Chrom stiffened under her arms then, attempting to offer solace through his own melancholy. She laid her head onto his shoulder.
"But, after we met, I found someone that was willing to believe in me even when I didn't believe in myself. Cordelia and my mother said that they believed in me, but I never took their words to heart. You were just so sincere and honest, always actively trying to help me and cheering me up. I swore in our vows that you were my light and right now we need that light more than ever."
Sumia pulled away from Chrom and turned him to face her.
"You're right Sumia, thank you. … I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I know what to do now. Let's get this done, we have children to raise after all of this!"
Chrom gave her another hug before leaving, Sumia watched him go with a smile.
'You didn't do anything Chrom, you were just yourself.'
With Chrom finally on board, a meeting was soon arranged on Carrion Isle within the week. Everyone in the Shepherds knew that the meeting had the makings of an obvious ambush just from the name, but they could do nothing but wander in willingly.
Almost immediately after reaching the sole fortress on Carrion Isle, Chrom and Robin were the only ones allowed to go meet the new king. The others were told to await their return.
"I haven't seen signs of an ambush, no hidden soldiers, no traps, nothing." Robin whispered to Chrom as they waited in the reception area. They had kept their eyes peeled for any traps or hidden threats but found nothing.
They stood ready regardless.
A sultry voice grabbed their attention. "Welcome to Carrion Isle milord, King Validar will be joining us shortly."
"Aversa." Chrom practically hissed. "I thought you disappeared after Gangrel was killed. Many believed you dead."
Aversa chuckled. "I assure you those rumors are greatly exaggerated, I simply returned to the service of my original lord. His leadership has done much to reverse Gangrel's damage."
Robin was about to ask his own question when another voice interrupted. "Ah! It appears the negotiations hves started without me! I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
Robin turned to face the speaker and nearly choked.
The Sorcerer! The one that still haunted his dreams! What was he doing here?
"Ahem, allow me to introduce the current ruler of Plegia, King Validar." Aversa turned to him with a small curtsy.
"It is truly a great honor to meet you King Chrom, I apologize for taking no formal visit to Ylisstol but the damage in Plegia runs quite deep." Validar greeted them with an extended hand, which Chrom shook warily.
"That is quite alright King Validar, I am guilty of the same. Unfortunately, our visit has less then peaceful objectives."
Validar sighed and mumbled something about pleasantries before going to business "Yes, your courier stated as much. While our nations share a mutual distrust of one another, neither of which is wholly unfounded, I am perfectly willing to throw as much support behind your cause as I can."
The offer threw Chrom and Robin for a loop, they weren't expecting such quick cooperation.
"That is beyond relieving to hear King Validar." Chrom began with a nod of appreciation. "If you don't mind, can you tell us to what extent you will be assisting us?"
Validar grinned, sending a shiver down Robin's back. "We will be perfectly willing to fund the entire campaign and provide all the ships necessary. We cannot, however, provide any troops."
At their looks of disbelief, Validar gestured to the room around them. "Plegia's military is still in shambles even after six years of recovery. We stand at only half our pre-war manpower and it's almost entirely tied up in patrol, policing, and anti-piracy activity. I apologize, but the money and ships are all I can give."
"You are very generous to give us so much milord." Robin stated, pulling Validar's eyes to him. He involuntarily shivered as the red orbs locked onto him.
"Ah! How rude of me! Here I am going on and ignoring another distinguished guest! It is a great honor to meet one of such tactical and strategic knowledge, Duke Robin Volke das Felds." Validar held out his hand.
Against his better judgement Robin reached out and shook the man's hand, but had to hold back a gasp as a sharp pain lanced through his skull. He held back a grimace as they wrapped up their little meeting.
"You can expect both the ships and gold in Port Skyn within the week and, if what the reports your courier gave me say is accurate, then I bid you all speed back to Ferox. Good luck, and may we see many prosperous years after this conflict is at an end." Validar concluded, giving a shallow bow that Robin and Chrom returned before departing in a flurry of whispers.
Once they were out of ear shot, Validar turned to a figure that hadn't been there a moment ago. "As you requested milord, the seed has been sown. I will begin its growth later tonight before the ambush."
The figure nodded, a smirk hidden beneath their hood. "Excellent, just remember that they are not to be underestimated. Their work in the Outrealms was disquieting and as their bodies only age in accordance with the passing of time here, they are far stronger than most any foe the Grimleal has ever faced."
Validar chuckled, a sinister rasp in the still air. "It shall be done as you order milord, even they do not know what awaits them after Valm."
The figure only smirked again, dead eyes glowing a baleful red.
That night
Robin peered out to the forest. The Shepherds had made camp in a small valley, and even with three patrols he still felt exposed. Soldiers from Ferox were on watch now, no one Robin knew. But, if his suspicions were correct, then they may never see those scouts again
Pinching his nose, Robin tried to drive off the headache that had been building ever since they'd left Carrion Isle but the pain simply would not leave.
A screech pierced his ears as his head pounded violently, causing him to hunch over. A bright flash caused knives to stab his eyes and his vision swam for a moment before beholding a familiar figure.
"Validar!" He growled, trying to focus through the knives in his skull. "What are you doing here?!"
Validar laughed, "Why, I'm here for you dear Robin! How could I not come looking for my own son after so long apart?"
Robin growled as the pain flared again, trying to process the claim of this… phantom.
"Oh, there's no need to worry my son, you will come back to me in due time. And then you shall claim your birthright!"
With that final declaration, Validar disappeared in another flash of light. Robin felt the pain slowly dissipate as he tried to catch his breath. 'Could what he said be true? Was that truly Validar? Or a mere illusion?'
Robin's thoughts were interrupted when an emergency horn sounded from the camp, followed by the clash of weapons.
The scouts were most likely dead, now the Shepherds had to fight or die where they lay.
With Severa
'Shit, shit, shit!'
That was the only way Severa could accurately describe their position. They weren't completely caught off guard, probably saving most of the company, but they were boxed in.
They were trapped at the bottom of a valley with archers on the ridges above. The Risen seemed damn near intelligent, attacking in a staggered formation so if one fell another took its place.
She couldn't think any further as she ducked two slashes from her opponents. They quickly attacked again, forcing her to block with Mercurius before she tried to sweep them off their feet. They jumped over her leg, but that's all she needed.
"Ragnorok!" she yelled, her personal tome glowing violently. One of her opponents realized she'd tricked them and rolled away as the magic script coalesced and her spell was unleashed. A blazing pillar of hellfire erupted underneath the remaining Risen and vaporized them instantly. Severa quickly rolled to avoid another slash.
Springing back up, Severa launched a volley of thrusts at the Risen, piercing its chest three times. It simply slashed at her again, just barely missing her hand.
'These things are a lot tougher than I remember.' Severa thought as they locked blades once more. 'But that just means I have to go for the head.'
Jumping back, Severa charged forward once again. Faking a swing from her right, she spun on a dime as the Risen's slash missed completely. Finishing her spin, she swung Mercurius straight through the creature's neck. The Risen immediately dissolved.
Barely stopping, Severa rushed off to find Stahl. He'd been killed in this ambush in the future and while she was sure Lucina was here, she couldn't take any chances.
Dashing towards the front of the battlefield she passed Vaike beating a Risen's head in with his fists. The wounds on his torso and lack of Armads meant he was in his rage state. Gritting her teeth, Severa almost sagged in relief when she found Cherche just a scant few yards ahead.
"Cherche!" Severa yelled, pulling the woman's attention from the Risen that Minerva bit in half. "Vaike's been injured! Get him to the healers now!"
She received a nod and Cherche disappeared to take care of Vaike. Severa continued on her way.
A few tense minutes later, after beheading an errant Risen and vaporizing another that tried to catch her by surprise, she found Stahl. He was charging at a pair of Risen, but both had jumped above the reach of his lance and were descending to take his head.
Severa intervened, already realizing this was how he died in the future, using a basic wind strike to try and blow them off course. It moved them only slightly but that was enough. Stahl launched himself from his horse. Drawing his sword in midair, he twisted himself around the two strikes while lashing out with his own blade. He landed back in his saddle as the two Risen fell to the ground in four pieces. When they crawled toward him he swung his spear in a wide arc and they were still.
The Panther indeed.
'Right,' Severa thought to herself. 'They're far stronger than I remember, even these tougher Risen wouldn't be much of a challenge to them.'
Her instincts screamed at her and she barely dodged an arrow. This was no time to be having epiphanies, she had to get up the cliffs and kill those archers. Frederick and Nowi were maintaining the left side of the battlefield with Tharja and Libra providing support and she could see Chrom and Sumia organizing a defensive line near the camp. Turning back, she ran towards the line and found her mother and father talking to what looked like a murder of crows.
"Nyahahaha! I've already told you, I'm here to join! I don't trust Validar at all and I can get all the violence I want with you." The crows spoke, but Severa realized it was actually a man in the cloud of feathers.
"And how can we trust you? Hm?" Robin asked, though Severa could see he was worried about something else, his voice a little distant.
"Well how about this?" The man answered, his crows flying away to reveal his hand pointed behind Cordelia, magic script a sinister purple. Cordelia rolled out of the way and almost sliced at him when she heard a groan behind her.
Three purple spikes had crushed a Risen that snuck up on her.
"Nyahaha! Sorry for the surprise! But I needed a second to make it bloody, if they could bleed that is." The man said, a smile affixed to his face.
Now that Severa had stopped her momentary panic, she could see him more clearly. White hair, squinty eyes, dark mage robes.
Yep, that was Henry alright. Last of the Shepherds to join and the last to die, making sure Vert made it to Ylisstol.
Robin looked rather upset that Henry had put Cordelia in danger, but they still had to get out of this alive. "Fine, but you'll be with Sully and Kellam, they're the ones moving up the center and you need to provide ranged support. Got it?"
Henry cackled and took off running toward the distant red blot that was Sully trampling Risen under hoof, firing bolts of fire and dark magic at any Risen he saw. Robin sighed and pulled Cordelia into a quick hug.
They separated when Severa cleared her throat. "I hate to interrupt guys, but Chrom and Sumia just took off towards the bridge over there." She pointed to the large stone structure.
Robin cursed, "Is the battlefield clear, did someone signal?"
Cordelia, silently observing the sky, nodded. "Yes, I can see the remnants of the signal. All the archers have been cleared out."
Robin nodded and they mounted Cordelia's Pegasus and took off. But not before Robin told Severa to take over the watch. She grumbled at this but moved to begin coordination when a blue flash caught her eye.
She smiled, it had been far too long.
On top of the bridge
Chrom grunted as he rolled away from another strike. The Risen chieftain's axe shattered the stone beneath it as it swung around to kick. Chrom dodged again and scored a cut across its leg. A living creature would have been crippled, but the chieftain lifted its axe from the stone and swung again.
Sumia had tried to get into lance range earlier, but the chieftain nearly killed her Pegasus. Now she was circling the duel and firing icicles at the monster whenever the opening presented itself. After firing another volley and missing, she had an idea.
"Chrom!" She called. "Distract that thing for a few seconds! I have an idea!"
She received a grunt in return as Chrom rolled under another strike, slashing the creature's back again. Sumia, in the meantime, flew underneath the bridge. Creating five icicles, she imbedded them in a rough star pattern underneath the bridge. Pooling her magic into the butt of Gae Bolg, she waited.
Chrom, seeing the faint magic design behind the monster, began to push forwards. Backing the creature up with three strikes, he broke its guard and gave it a harsh kick, sending it just behind the seal. As it sprang to its feet, Chrom smirked.
"Now Sumia!"
With a shout, Sumia slammed Gae Bolg into the center of her design, magic lighting up into a star. On the other side, the effects were more… gruesome.
A cone of ice shot up from the center of the seal and impaled the chieftain through the split of its legs and out it's shoulder. Chrom winced in involuntary sympathy, but quickly lopped off the still groaning creature's head.
Sighing in relief, Chrom turned to his grinning wife. "Did you really want that dress that badly?"
Sumia giggled. "Don't worry, I'd never do something like that to try and convince you."
"While this conversation would most likely be fascinating, we need to discuss what just happened." A voice interjected, revealing Robin and Cordelia as they circled to land.
"What is there to discuss my friend? We both know Validar is behind this and we can't call him out on it or else he could withdraw his support. While it's suicidal, you never know with kings." Chrom answered, pretty much ending that line of discussion.
"That's not what I meant Chrom, we need to discuss that Henry fellow and what the likelihood of further attacks are." Robin answered with a roll of his eyes.
Chrom opened his mouth to answer, but a bright light interrupted his response. It faded quickly, revealing a Risen with its blade closing in on Chrom's throat.
Chrom had just enough time to curse his carelessness before a voice reached his ears.
"I won't let you harm my father!"
The Risen's blade stopped short, held in place by a familiar blade, long enough for Robin to slay the assassin.
As the Risen dissolved into smoke, Chrom looked to their new arrival.
It was Marth and… had she just called him father?!
Lucina, realizing she now had four pairs of eyes from four powerful and important people on her, said the only thing she could.
"I can explain."
Chrom nodded and grasped her arm, leading her away from the curious eyes of the returning Shepherds
"Ok then Marth, start when you're ready."
Chrom and Lucina were standing a little way away from the others at Lucina's insistence they speak privately, now she had to try and explain.
"Honestly, I don't even know where to start." Lucina said.
"I will not force you to say anything you do not wish to say, we already owe you for helping save Emmeryn and myself. If the repayment requires you do not share, then so be it."
Lucina shook her head at the offer, smiling. "It's alright, I'd prefer that you know the truth anyway." She took a breath. "First, you should know that my name is not Marth."
Chrom nodded. "I'd guessed as much, go on."
Lucina frowned slightly, but continued. "It… would be easier to just show you. Please, take a look at my left eye."
Lucina walked forward and stood before Chrom, letting him peer more closely at her eyes. Chrom looked at her left eye like instructed and gasped.
There it was, the brand of the Exalt. It all made sense.
"…Lucina?"
Lucina tried her best, but couldn't stop the tears that began to roll down her cheeks, now what would he do?
Seeing his daughter, his baby, crying in front of him. Chrom reached out and wiped away her tears, cupping her cheek.
"It's alright Lucy Goosey, let it all out, I'm right here."
Lucina finally felt all of the memories rush back to her at the long dead nickname. The struggles, the heartache, the nightmares.
"Father!" She sobbed as she rushed into his arms, finally releasing long held despair and sadness. She sobbed for a few moments in her father's arms, not noticing how Chrom was looking behind her in steadily growing panic.
They separated a moment later when Lucina had calmed her hysteria. She noticed a bit of a chill in the air, but ignored it in favor of her father.
"All better?" He asked gently, eyes tender.
She nodded, feeling the chill a bit more now.
"Now that you've explained this to me, why don't we go tell your mother before she turns the river to ice hmm?"
Lucina blinked at the request but nodded, turning to face her mother.
Only to find a wide area of grass frozen solid, Robin and Cordelia paced quietly to try and thaw the area. Sumia stood a ways off, shredding flowers in her hands and mumbling 'He loves me, He loves me not.'
Blinking at the odd sight, Lucina waited for Chrom to call her over.
"Alright Sumia," He began. "I know this is going to come as a shock but… this is our daughter Lucina."
Sumia blinked, the flowers falling from numb fingers.
"What?"
Her response was completely flat, making Chrom nervous. "I know it seems far-fetched but she holds the brand of house Ylisse, in the exact same place as our daughter."
"It's true Sumia." Lucina added. "Look closely and see for yourself."
Sumia, skeptical, moved closer and looked.
"You do have the brand!" She shouted. "But… but this doesn't make any sense! Wait! Are my little girls ok?! Did you hurt them?!"
Lucina flinched at her mother's accusations but answered firmly. "Your daughters are safe, right where you left them. I am Lucina from a time that had yet to be, ten years hence when history takes a turn for the worst."
She could still see it, the burning towns, the Risen destroying everything as the few remaining soldiers fought and died in a hopeless battle. She shook away the memories as Chrom asked her another question.
"But why? What could have caused you to have to travel through time of all things?"
"The fell dragon Grima was resurrected in my time, his armies swept across the land killing every man, woman, and child they came across. None, not even the Shepherds could stop them."
Robin, having joined the group with Cordelia, spoke up. "Everyone? Our entire company dead?"
"Yes, Naga had feared that such a day may pass, where her power would no longer be enough to stop Grima, so she devised a ritual to send one back and rewrite history. I came back with others but… we had to separate."
Chrom sighed. "Truly a tale that boggles the mind, even with our Outrealm adventures. But I believe her. I saw her fall from the sky through a portal, from the future, and her sword and my own are one in the same. There can be no other explanation."
Sumia still seemed to be coming to grips with the story though. "Are you truly my daughter? Do you swear on your name?"
Lucina nodded. "I swear on my life, and the name of my great-grandmother that you so bestowed on me."
Sumia finally relaxed. "Oh Lucina, I'm sorry for doubting you. You grow up… uh, grew up to be such a strong beautiful woman. I couldn't be prouder."
"Thank you, Sumia." Lucina smiled.
Sumia smirked. "You don't want to call me mom?"
Lucina grimaced. "I… thought you might mind."
"You are the world to me Lucina! There's no way I would mind!"
Lucina sniffled, beginning to cry again. Sumia walked up to her and pulled her into an embrace. "It's alright my little lotus blossom.(1) You're safe now, and I will see your life filled with the happiness you've been denied."
"Mom, mommy." Lucina sobbed into Sumia's shoulder. "I've missed you more than you'll ever know, thank you so much."
Robin and Cordelia stepped to the side, letting the family have their moment.
"The leader's a girl, five coins please." Robin whispered to Cordelia, who reluctantly gave him the money with a glare.
"You just had to go and ruin the moment didn't you?"
Two hours later
News of Lucina's joining and identity spread quickly through the camp, the royal family bombarded with questions that took a general assembly to calm down and answer somewhat effectively.
Now, Lucina was making her way to the bathing tents, in desperate need of relaxation. A flash of color caught her eye and she looked around for a moment before continuing on her way. Severa, hiding behind a tent, tried to calm her racing heart.
'I'll speak with her tomorrow; she needs a break. It's not easy to meet your parents again after all.'
With that thought, Severa left to go to sleep, leaving Lucina none the wiser as she entered her tent.
Seeing no one in the large area, Lucina swiftly undressed and filled a tub with hot water before sinking in with a sigh. Running a hand through her tresses, she remembered a pouch she'd left on her belt. Thinking for a moment, she decided against retrieving it, wanting to come clean fully.
After soaking for another ten or so minutes, she pulled herself out and filled another basin with water and began washing her hair. She was careful with it, wanting to follow the instructions she'd been given correctly. Slowly but surely, she felt a weight lift off of her chest as the water slowly turned a midnight blue, the dye now free from her.
Standing up, she dried and combed her locks again, smiling at her fresh face in the mirror. She really was home now, she no longer needed to draw only on her father for her image.
With that thought she exited the bathing tent to find her parents.
Her ash grey hair flowing behind her like ocean waves.
Ch End.
(1) Lucina is actually named after the Roman goddess of childbirth, who's sacred flower was the lotus. Thus the nickname.
Well, what do you think?
Severa: You dyed your hair Lucy! I thought you had natural blue hair!
Lucina: No, only Cynthia has Father's hair color, I inherited mother's. The situation demanded it though, and people trusted the daughters of Chrom more than they did the daughters of Sumia.
Severa: That's… really dumb.
7: People are dumb, there's no real way around that. Though I do congratulate you on taking the tough road, especially since it must have been one of your few physical reminders of her.
Lucina: It… wasn't easy, no. And I had to keep the dye handy since it would wear out after a while. Only Cynthia knew until now.
Severa: We're girlfriends for heaven's sake! You can tell me this! It at least explains while you always stay clean shaven!
7: Please don't go there Sev, we don't need the viewers getting any more ideas. Though, since I can tell you need to hash this out, I'll do the outro today.
Lucina: Thanks 7. Come one Severa, let's go have a talk.
Severa: Yes, let's.
*They leave*
Ok, anyway, onto review responses!
Goodralisk: Glad you enjoyed it! They have weird tastes man, it's hard walking into the dorm and not hearing some kind of exploit!
Terraknight23: Sadly, everyone knows that line from Ackbar. I hope you like this one as well!
ThatGalladeAcrossTheStreet: That was the whole point of the joke! Hope you enjoy this little make up gift!
Drakolf: Yay! I got this idea from an author called Hektols. His story is one of the most reviewed on the site!
Guest: You left three so I'll answer in order. 1) Well I'm glad my writing did a good job conveying the emotions! 2) Don't read Percy Jackson fics personally but I've seen similar sections in other fics. 3) Glad I made you laugh!
The Devil Hunter Shade: Well I think this one was longer so I hope I did it some justice. We already had the discussion on those two so I just hope you like a little continuation of Sumia's magic here!
Pkmn2112: Glad to see you reviewing again! You make some good points here so I hope to live up to your expectations here!
Well that's everything I ha-
*KRA-BOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!*
What in heaven's name was that!
Welkin: Sorry, sorry! We were having an ordinance test and Owain had the bright idea to try and block with a thunder bolt!"
*Groan* Tell him he's paying for everything! And if he can't pay then he has to work for Largo until he's paid it off!
Welkin: Got ya! *Leaves*
Anyway, that's all I have everyone, please follow favorite and review! We'll see you next time!
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