"Why?" Chrom asked bluntly, watching her hand with its new found ring going back and forth between maps.
"What?" she questioned, knitting her eyebrows together. "If you don't like the idea, I can come up with something else."
"Not that," he told her. "I have complete confidence in your strategy. I was talking about your ring."
"You mean, why am I wearing it?" She sighed playing with her new accessory. "It's really pretty, and it's nice to have something in the war."
"Why'd you accept his proposal?"
"I'm sorry?" she asked, confused.
"Why," he started slowly. "Why did you marry him?" Chrom had no idea that Robin was into the playboy philanderer types.
"Because he's really sweet when you get to know him," she huffed crossing her arms. "Of course, you wouldn't know that."
"What do you mean? I know him, he's my son!" he argued, mirroring her crossed arms.
"Just like the time you told him he had no idea what it was like to be at war? I mean, you are dense, but I didn't think you would say something like that to your kid from a future where they're always fighting and running for their lives!" When she was annoyed, Robin had the habit of pursing her lips, and now was no exception.
"I apologized for that," he defended himself weakly. "And at the time, it seemed like the only thing he was worried about was girls."
"Well he promised me he'd stop," she said, uncrossing her arms. "You should be nicer to him, he's your son."
"I know, I know," he muttered, returning his gaze to the map. "Now we should really finish this."
"The conversation or the plans?"
"Father, Robin?" Inigo called out, strolling inside the tent. He carried a tray with some tea, steaming because it was most likely just made. "Frederick told me to give this to you." He gave the two a smile, his eyes settling on his wife. "Oh no, you're pursing your lips. I promise I didn't do anything!"
She grinned, shaking her head. "You didn't do anything Inigo."
Chrom looked back and forth between the two, before clearing his throat awkwardly. "Well, it's getting late. Inigo, would you want to stay here and work on strategies with Robin?"
Inigo stood in awe. "Really?" he asked in disbelief. "You want me to help?"
"Yeah, I do."
Robin noted that it sounded sincere, mouthing a quick thank you before the blue haired king disappeared. "Well, I was thinking that we could divide the army into two groups, and go separate ways."
"He actually let me do something," Inigo whispered to himself.
All Robin could do was smile.
Thanks to the LegitElizabethWWEFan for suggesting this!
Review Responses:
DustedWithStars: I had a two hour delay today at least. Then again, it's negative something degrees outside. And I love fluff so, so much. It's fun to write and read! Yay, we both chose Treecko! I think Team Aqua's cooler than Team Magma, but that's just me.
The LoZ-Fan Yami-Chan: Glad you liked it. Torchic's German name is Flemmli, right? My brother picked Torchic too. We can't speak of that game, TOO MANY FEELS! (But I do love it!)
Thanks to everyone for reviewing!
