Chapter 52
Camp was quiet in the morning, as no one had mentioned Robin disappearing. What were they going to say?
Running away from something like this was completely out of his character, seeing how he had never fled from anything, be it the women's locker room, accidently walking into a prank from Lissa, and diverting Tharja to Henry.
Okay, maybe that last one is a bit cheating; he more like stepped to the side.
After seeing how he probably was beyond the reach of the army now, everyone started to wonder what they were going to do.
Some wondered if they should wait for Robin to return, while other people asked if they should just keep going.
Lucina however, wondered exactly what caused Robin to run off like he did.
He was the last person that would do something seemingly as irrational as this, and even if he did, he would at least say something to her or Chrom at least.
After a few minutes of sulking, she wondered back to her tent, hoping to lie down and think her way through what happened.
Walking in, she saw Morgan there as well, balled up against a corner, holding something close to her chest.
"Are you okay, love?" Lucina asked gently, getting down with her.
Morgan didn't respond, as she stayed there before, nudging whatever she had away from her, as it fell with a thud.
"They're notes on how to protect everyone," she said, seemingly trying to hide the tears audible in her voice.
"Notes?" Lucina asked gently, somehow knowing where this was going but not admitting to it.
"I'm in charge of the army now," Morgan said quietly, doubt now also present in her voice, as Lucina started to consider what it meant.
"Why would father do this to us, leave you here and me with an army to command," she started to cry now, as Lucina reached out to her, letting her stifle her own emotions for a moment.
Even though she wanted to cry a bit as well, there was one thing that her future had taught her to do, and it was to hide her own emotions. Be something that Morgan could lean on while she was still somewhat confused on what had happened, even she herself didn't really know what was going on.
After staying like that for a few minutes, Morgan got up, sniffled, rubbed her eyes, and picked up the notes that her father had left her.
"Well, if I'm in charge of the army now, I might start reading this," a dead tone coming from her, as Lucina wanted to say something, but she couldn't find anything to say.
Looking around her tent again, she wondered if Robin had left anything behind for her, and a piece of paper that her eye had somehow missed when she first walked in became prominent on her cot. Walking over to it, Robin's signature handwriting had enveloped the whole paper, taking both sides of it.
Granted that the paper itself wasn't very big, the amount of writing he could fit and still make it legible was impressive.
Picking the paper up, she found underneath it a small glass whistle.
Picking it up, the beauty of the object was completely lost to her, wondering exactly what this had to do with anything.
Glancing at the paper, she realized that it wasn't really a note, but basic instructions for a spell, followed with 'try me.'
Not seeing much to do, she did chant it very briefly, before a sudden flash appeared before her.
'I assume you have questions, but first you must listen,' a voice called in her head, causing Lucina to glance around, wondering what that came from.
'Knowing you, you probably looked around for the person who was speaking. Well it's me.'
"Robin?" Lucina asked, wondering if it was a basic telepathic communication spell.
'I'm sorry, but you are not talking to me personally, but rather a spell meant to think like me to answer some basic questions.'
'First of all, and probably most importantly, is how long I'll be gone. If I am to be honest, I don't know. A short guess would be a month, but if it goes wrong I can be gone for a year,' the voice continued, as Lucina sat down, trying to comprehend exactly what was going on.
"Why did you leave us?" she finally asked after a brief moment of silence.
'Right, that. Well, remember the little dream you had last night, the one in 51? Well, I created that dream.
At the very start, you had some basic control of your actions. In other words, what you would've done in your dream, you would've done if you were awake,' the voice said, giving the blue haired princess a rather startling and upsetting thought.
"So if that wasn't a dream, I would've actually tried to kill you?" Lucina asked, now horrified of her behavior, and wondering what she had done.
'Hey, it's not me, I'm a spell. You tried to kill my creator, which is keeping me from being a spell in the first place I guess, so yeah, you would've killed me.'
Starting to think about everything that she had heard, Lucina looked up hopefully, tears from the thought of the action, that there was some small silver lining.
"Then the choice to stop before I hit you, was that my own choice?"
'Yes, yes it was your choice to stop the blade before it hit my neck. And honestly, I'm glad you did stop, that would've made my job a bit more difficult to carry out,' the spell responded, getting a small laugh out of Lucina.
"So where are you going?" she asked, at least hoping for information.
The spell got quiet for a moment, before completely changing the subject.
'That glass whistle you have there is to be a form of protection for you and Morgan. If something was to happen, blow it,' it finally responded, and ended with a quick 'bye-bye.'
"Wait what are you talking about?" Lucina called out, but the spell had already faded away.
Sitting down, she looked at the little whistle in her hands, shaking a bit.
Picking it up, she brought it up to her lips, and with a large breath, blew the whistle really hard.
There was no sound at all, only a small shake from the instrument itself, and nothing happened.
Starting to let her own emotions take over, Lucina now freely started to cry.
Robin had left, and who knows how long he was going to be gone.
AN: its been over two weeks since I last updated, I'm preparing everything from college dorm and life to my summer in Japan relearning how to write and read in Japanese.
