"Priam I'm not going over this again."

I glared at my wife who was grabbing her weapons. The girl trying to decide on which tome to bring with her. She muttered lightly about something as she grabbed a few tomes and set them aside. Most likely to go to the forge and enhance them.

"Robin, you are not going into this battle." I demanded my voice leaving no room for argument.

She tilted her head my way and just let out an irritated sigh as she looked over some of her weapons.

I felt my frustration peak, as I charged over to her and got in front of her. She stayed silent but looked up at me her expression exasperated as she just moved to the side where I had been and was now putting on her boots.

"Robin. Do you hear me?"

She continued putting on those cursed boots. I clicked my tongue and again paced over towards her ready to stop her physically if I had to.

"Robin-"

"Priam, just stop." I drew my hand back as black magic swirled around the girl her whole body pointed towards me and her eyes an intense purple. I glared her down my hands crossed over myself as I waited.

She took a deep breath, her gaze was heated and intense. We rarely ever fought but I knew that the expression she had meant we both were going to not like the outcome.

"Robin, you just gave birth three months ago, you are still recovering." I reasoned trying to get through to her.

She shook her head and just paced to the other side of the tent grabbing her tomes and leaving.

I growled and followed her knowing that she did that on purpose so I wouldn't fight with her in public.

I flowed her closely through the very much active camp. Everyone was gearing up for this final few battles. Everyone was determined to put an end to Grima.

We both entered the forge where Robin ordered her modifications and just left the naming of the books to Owain. She made a break to leave the tent but I grabbed her arm and led her to the nearest empty war meeting tent.

She growled at me and ripped her arm from my grip the girl now livid. "What was that for?!"

"Robin we need to talk about this." I ordered the authority in my voice leaving no room for argument.

She clenched her teeth and tightened her fists, magic swirling around her.

"There is nothing to talk about. I'm going." The girl gritted out.

"No you're not. You are going to stick to the original plan like we all agreed. You command the troops from the back and not fight. Chorm kills the thing and we find a different way to defeat it."

She rubbed her temples the girl seeming outraged as she began pacing. I stayed patient as she put together her words.

She glared at me and seething she spat.

"You don't get it Priam! This thing, Grima. It is a part of me." She gestured to herself her face full of self-loathing as she shook her head and ranted.

"For my entire childhood I had to obey and let that monster inside my head." Her head waved to her skull the girl pausing.

"I need to kill this thing. I need to be on the field and watch it burn. Because as long as it is alive. I will never be truly free from that cursed dragon." Her frantic expression sent chills down my back.

"Is it really worth your life though Robin!? Would you rather see this thing dead than see your son grow up? Would you rather burn it than grow old with me? We already know how to make it dormant. But are you willing to throw your life away just so you can get revenge?"

"It's not about revenge you idiot. It's about saving the future. Grima dies permanently when I kill him." She held up her hand the tattoo basically leaking magic energy.

"We don't know that-" I interjected.

"Yes we do, and what I buy nine? Nine years, with you and Morgan and then you're killed when he comes back? Priam, I want to kill this thing now while I still can. Because the future that those kids come from," She pointed towards the bustling camp. "That's the future where I stand back and do anything."

She stood her ground my small wife harboring an inner strength. Her resolve shinning in her vibrant eyes.

I took her shoulders in my hands as I exclaimed. "But you were alive, you lived. For once in your life, don't sacrifice yourself. You have given enough to this army, Robin. You don't need to give it your life." I begged her trying to have her see through my eyes on this choice.

I knew this was selfish of me. I knew that I was just wanting to buy time with her. I also knew that for Morgan's sake this was the right thing to do.

"Yes, I do. Priam, these people are my family. If I sit back and do nothing then I do not deserve to be a part of them." She repeated.

I threw my hands in the air and paced to the other side of the tent. I ran my hand through my hair. "How can you be so smart and stupid at the same time?" I growled

"Oh really, me? Stupid? Priam this is pointless! I'm going. And I'm going to finish him off, no matter what." She shouted.

I watched as the girl paused for a second and then shaking her head in frustration she started to head to the entrance of the tent.

"Robin," I watched as she continued to leave. I grabbed her arm and sun her into me. I embraced her tightly and finally confessed.

"Robin, I can't lose you."

She paused as I just held her the girl grunted and pushed me away from her. She had a heart broken look on her face as she choked. "Praim, you-"

"I know, it's selfish. I know, you want to do the right thing. But, Robin I can't picture a world without you. I can't see a future without you in it. So what if we get nine years. That's more than enough for me."

I felt my heart ache. I wanted her not to go I wanted to spend as much time with her as I could. She hugged herself the girl not meeting my eyes as she bit on her bottom lip.

She let out an exhausted sigh and breathed. "Priam, I can't just stand by. I love you, and the boys more than anything. But I have to do this. I could never, forgive myself if I didn't."

"Robin, I'm not letting you go out there to kill yourself."

She pushed me away further and opening her arms out wide she exclaimed.

"Why not? It's not like my life is worth anything!"

We both paused. Both of use shocked by the words.

Strands of her starlight hair covered her eye as she breathed hard and fast like she was running a marathon. Her fists were clenched as she bit her lip. Her eyes widened as she realized what she said. She placed her hands against her mouth in shock.

She held her arms close to her and she sighed and explained "Priam, for years Grima and my father have told me I am not worth breath. They seared it into my very being. Forgetting my memories was a godsend. But then those nightmares… Priam, I started to remember parts of my life. Before you, before Chrom. I can't let anyone else go through that. And being here with the Shepards and meeting you and having Morgan and all these wonderful people."

She refused to look at me her voice devoid of emotion as she bit her lip again the girl hugging herself tightly, as if she were trying to keep herself from falling apart.

"Priam, if anyone has to die today. It should be me."

I charged over to her and roughly drew her into a hug. The small girl hesitantly put her arms around me as I held her tight. I gently kissed the top of her head as she rested her cheek on my chest the girl snuggled closer to me. I glanced down and saw silent tears streaming down her face.

"Robin. You are more important to me than you will ever know. We will find another way. But right now-"

I tilted her chin up, her freckled and scared face looking back up at me her deep purple eyes seeming dull instead of vibrant.

"You have to think of Morgan."

A pained expression crossed her face as she winced. She looked down at my chest and sighed the girl finally admitting defeat.

"Okay, I won't deal the final blow." She sighed the girl holding my huge hand against her cheek.

I gently kissed her, my lips meeting her soft hair.

"Thank you."

indienote: Yeah, I officially don't like it when they fight...

Well good news, I might post earlier this week since we are getting down to the last chapters.

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