Chapter 51
Things were, dicey, to say the least, amongst Robin and the rest of the Shepherds.
Upon escaping the castle, Robin seemed to distance himself from the rest of the group, as he didn't look anywhere near Lucina or Chrom, or most of camp for that matter.
When some of the other soldiers had started to wander where he had gone, the strange silence that was over the Shepherds gave them the answer they needed.
Something had happened.
Walking out of camp, Lucina had guessed where Robin had gone to.
There was a small plain, where some of the few flowers of Plegia bloomed, mostly daisies in that field, were dying as Robin sat there, facing the setting sun.
"Robin, may I speak to you," she finally said after a few minutes of standing there, knowing that he knew she was there.
Turning around to face her, he gave a simple nod, staying down, watching her.
"My father, he was an excellent man in my time," she starting, not sure where she was supposed to go with this.
"He was caring, loving, and above all, put his friends and family above everything, even himself," she continued, watching as Robin sat there, listening to what she was saying.
"He led his followers well and is needed to prevent the disaster of my future from occurring again."
And with a small tear in her voice, she bowed her head, not looking at her beloved.
"So, please, forgive me for what must be done."
And even if Robin knew this would be coming, the little light that was still in his eyes seemed to disappear.
There was a sword pointed directly at him, and the only one that had cut him yet.
"Lucina,"
"No! Don't make this any harder than it has to be. I see your eyes, Robin, you agree with what I'm doing," Lucina interrupted, gritting the words through her teeth.
"I get that this is murder, and that there could be other ways, but look at us! You couldn't resist your father, which puts the entire world in danger, so I can't have you just come up with a plan B," she continued, he grip on the blade shaking a bit.
"I'll make it as fast and painless as possible, so don't move."
"If you're going to carry through with this, then can I ask you one thing?" he finally sighed, as her glare at him was starting to weaken.
Watching him with watery eyes, Lucina looked as he smiled warmly, a smile he hadn't shown since they returned from Valm.
"Find someone new, one who treats you fairly and can look out for Morgan," he said, and Lucina lost it, charging at him with the Falcion drawn back, ready to strike.
'SWOOSH'
The blade swung.
But there was no blood, for it had not been dodged or blasted out of her hand with magic.
The edge of the blade stopped right before it hit his neck, as Lucina started to let some tears down.
"Why?"
"Why did you not protect yourself?"
And she was right.
Robin didn't move, didn't dodge, he didn't even flinch.
"Why would you let me kill you?" she asked, falling to the ground.
"Because it's the safer tactical choice," still sitting in front of her.
A few seconds later, he finally reached out to her, letting her cry her worries and fears out on his shoulder, with her constantly asking for forgiveness and saying how she loved him.
"Damn that it was the safer choice," she sniffled after a moment, still leaning into him.
"I'm going to be this selfish once in my life, without any regard to the future, so please don't do anything that separates us."
Robin grew stiff after she said that, and she felt it as well.
"Robin?"
He wasn't looking at her, as he glanced back and forth, and sighing with closed eyes.
"I'll say it truthfully and without any regard to emotion, but I've been planning to leave for a while now," he said standing up, picking her up with him.
"I've had my doubts about doing so, but your actions have proven to me my thoughts are right."
"What?"
"I'm too much of a hazard. We're not safe if I'm around."
"Robin?"
He carried with him a gentle smile, before pulling something out from his robes that was hidden under his clothes.
"I'll still carry this with me, and it'll never leave my side."
He started to fade away, as a green glow started to surround him.
"Robin!"
As he was fading, he started to float off, so he reached for her forehead, and gave her a long, soft kiss, some tears in his eyes.
"Goodbye my love, I promise that I'm coming back."
And he faded off.
Jolting awake, Lucina glanced around, looking to see if Robin was in the tent, before she remembered that he slept in a separate tent.
Not long after, she saw that Morgan was still sleeping, thinking that maybe what she had seen was more of a dream.
Then there was the sleep talking, most of it incomprehensible, before Morgan also jolted awake, looking at her mother.
"Mother?"
"Morgan?"
They both sat there in silence, before they both had the same look of fear and panic in their eyes.
"Robin/Father!"
Immediately scrambling out of their tent, they rushed around camp, loudly calling out for the tactician, with little regard to the moon high in the night sky.
Sitting off on a sand dune, out of sight from the camp, Robin sat there and watched as panic started to ensue, seeing how the mastermind of their army had disappeared in the dead of night.
'You absolutely sure about this?' a voice called out, hidden from view.
"Yeah, there's not much more I can do about this now anyway," he grumbled, standing up and walking away from the camp.
"You sure that my time spent there won't be reflected on my time absent?" he asked, waiting for a response.
'Do not worry, time flows faster in that world than it does for you, but time for you will not change. A day here will be registered on your body as a day, so many things will change based on what you chose to do.'
"So a day there could be a minute here. Great, gotcha, now do you have that portal ready?"
