(A/N: Paralogues in this story may not be in Eisso's view, such as this one. They'll be written separately from the main story, and thus may not completely match up. There may also be more paralogues than I can put in the story; in that case, they will go at the end as 'Bonuses' instead.
This Paralogue is in Robin's view, shortly after Eisso and Kenzie left the castle.)
Robin was waiting for everyone to leave before she interrogated the assassin, partially because it could involve a lot of yelling, and partially because she still needed to regain herself.
All she needed to know was how the assassin got in, and why they attacked.
All she wanted to know was why she was the one who was attacked. Chrom was right beside her, yet the assassin seemed to target Robin specifically. In most cases, if you wanted to kill someone, you would kill the leader—in turn, you would normally cause chaos, which led to more open spots for further attacks. She's studied the books. She knew war tactics better than anyone—or any form of tactics, really. In this case, the 'leader' would have been Chrom. She was just the tactician, after all. And when you killed her, Morgan seemed more than ready to replace her, so no true damage would have been done.
Robin knew the fine line between needing and wanting something, though. Just because she had questions doesn't mean she needed answers to all of them. Just the important ones. Then she had to decide what to do with an assassin; that could come later, though.
Chrom came up to her, interrupting her thoughts. "Almost everyone has left," he said. "Do you want to do this now or tomorrow?"
"Now," Robin replied. "We need to know who hired her or made her do this, so we can prevent it from happening again."
"And you're fine with interrogating her yourself?" Chrom asked.
"You're coming with me, aren't you?" Robin said. "But yes, I'm fine. She didn't hurt me." She started walking towards where Lissa said she put the assassin. "Lucina can come, too—if she can handle it. She needs to know how to work out a negotiation, just in case."
"She was guarding the door," Chrom said.
"We can ask her on the way in, then."
They fell into silence as they walked towards where the assassin was held.
Like Chrom said, Lucina was standing by the door. She looked…tense. Like she expected another assassin to come out and attack.
"Lucina," Chrom said.
Lucina nearly jumped. "Father," she replied, regaining herself.
"Don't be scared," Chrom said. "If there were more, they would've attacked by now."
"But, Father—" Lucina began.
"There was only one assassin," Chrom said. "That's that."
"…yes," Lucina said.
"Would you like to help us interrogate her?" Robin asked. "Or, at the very least, watch? You can say no."
"I want to join you," Lucina replied. "I might need the experience…for the future."
Robin nodded. "Let's go, then," she said. "But you can always step out if you need to."
"I understand," Lucina said.
Chrom walked over, opened the door, and followed the two girls inside.
The room was mostly bare. It was nothing more than a spare bedroom; there was a few random trinkets here and there, but other than that, there was nothing.
In the corner of the room, staring at the wall, was the assassin. She couldn't be any more than five years older than Lucina.
"We want to ask a few questions," Robin said.
"Okay," the assassin said. She sounded distant. Like she wasn't really there.
"What's your name?" Robin asked.
"Loralis," the assassin said.
"Were you hired by someone?"
"Yes."
This shouldn't be this easy; nonetheless, Robin continued. "Who hired you?"
"The Grimleal of Plegia."
Robin froze, but only for a second. The Grimleal went inactive after Grima was defeated.
She was starting to dread what that meant.
"Why did they hire you?" Robin said.
"I believe in their cause," Loralis replied.
"What…is their cause?" Lucina asked slowly.
"To destroy she who destroyed Grima," Loralis said. "And to kill anyone in my way."
"You're mad," Chrom said. "That's almost a declaration of war."
"It is," Loralis said.