Theme 10: Opportunities

Robin sat in the castle's office, pouring over his many stacks of paperwork. Chrom had dumped piles of work onto Robin's plate without permission. In a way, he wanted to get back at Robin, as he had recently started seeing Lissa romantically. Just to spite him, Chrom had no mercy in loading Robin with busywork. In all honesty, Chrom should be the one working on it. It was no big deal, just a signature here and initials there, but nonetheless, Chrom had given it to his tactician.

Speaking of Chrom, the prince drew Robin's attention by rapping his knuckles on the doorframe of the office. Robin spun in his chair to face the visitor. But as soon as he identified who it was, his expression dropped immediately.

"Here to give me more work, Chrom? Does it put a smile on your face to see your best friend in agony?" Robin scowled.

Chrom laughed. "Actually Robin, I'm here for something completely different. Beneficial to you, even."

Robin's face lit up at the thought of taking a break to talk. "By all means, Chrom." He motioned for the prince to sit in a small wooden chair in the corner of the small office.

Chrom sat, leaning forward in the chair. "Robin. We've been good friends for a long time now, haven't we?"

"About a year now, if I remember correctly." The tactician affirmed with a nod.

"Well, Lissa and I have been talking for quite awhile." Chrom looked around the room. "Speaking of, she should be here by now…"

Robin perked up at the prospect of Lissa joining them. He hadn't seen her all day. And as if on cue, Lissa rushed into the office, clutching her staff close to her chest.

"I'm here! Don't worry about me!" Lissa seemed to breathing heavily, signaling that she had ran through the castle to meet with her brother and boyfriend. She sat on Robin's lap and smiled up at him. The sight made Chrom ball his fists, but he exhaled to calm himself.

"Aaanyways… As I was saying, Lissa and I have been talking recently about something for you. A promotion, you could say." Chrom finished.

This perked Robin's interest. "What would this promotion do for me, exactly?"

"You can be the Grandmaster of Ylisse!" Lissa piped up, too excited to keep quiet. She smiled and squeezed Robin's hand. "Isn't that exciting?"

"Robin, we know you have a lot on your plate… Plegia still needs rebuilding, and Naga knows how hard you've been working. But as Ylisse grows, she needs you. You could command the Ylissian military. With your tactical mind, any attackers would be sent running with their tails tucked between their legs. This opportunity comes once in a lifetime. …What do you say?" Both Chrom and Lissa looked eager to see the tactician's response.

Robin thought hard for a minute. He gently lifted Lissa off his lap and stood, approaching Chrom. He offered his hand.

"I accept. On one condition."

Lissa jumped back into Robin's arms with a happy giggle. Chrom stood, smiling and firmly shook Robin's hand.

"Glad to have you on board, Robin. All the Shepherds will be happy to hear the news. Now what's this condition of yours?"

Robin turned, Lissa still wrapped around his waist, and pointed at the stacks of paper on his desk. "You take care of that work, and I'm all yours, friend."

A/N:

Is this OoC? I feel its OoC.