Well I finally got around to this. Since Miseri took this off she let me continue it, and just to let everyone know.
I don't own fire emblem and I'm not making any profit. Also I didn't write the first chapter of this (miserikidori did) or up until the (1) in all it's fluffy goodness. Expect Rebeccas POV, outer POV, and an epilogue.
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May I Have This Dance? (Raven's POV)
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I must admit, I was a little skeptical coming to this celebration. Being around that Ostian lordling still made my skin crawl after... What was I thinking? This was a celebration, not a memorial. I sighed, glancing to the blond monk. He was off enjoying pastries and talking with that pink-headed cleric. It irked me a little to watch, but there was no use making a fuss. I didn't come to be the center of attention. I let it slide, trying to focus my attention elsewhere. If they would just leave me be, I might actually enjoy myself... which... so far they were doing a nice job. I suppose there was nothing really to complain about.
Everyone was dancing, or cheering on those who were. All I had to do to stay out of sight and mind ,was stand off to the side like I had been since we got here. It hadn't registered immediately that the soft tone playing when we arrived rose to something much more energetic. I had to do a double take. Everyone was skipping merrily to the beat and I could be whisked into it at any-
Suddenly, someone snatched my wrists and pulled me along. What in Elibe's name?! (1)
(2) Who would dare to disturb me...... It was her. Rebecca, a name I had almost forgotten. At first I made no move to appear I was interested. Eventually though I gave in, her long green hair no longer in braids, hung loosely, as her playful pout convinced me. Once more it seemed as if this had been a bad idea to come. Lucius had convinced me to come, and I believed this would be a night I would rue.
"May I have this dance, milord?"
I seemed to be wrong about my assumption though. Rebecca's intoxicating smile began to catch, as we continued to dance. I could feel heat begin to build in my face, as I knew my cheeks were becoming red. As the music began to die down, I seemed to find her eyes for the first time. The room was dimmed, as we pulled each other closer, slowing to the pace of the steady slow music. I held her close, as if to let her go would be death. I would not, could not break our gaze, and it seemed she wouldn't either. As craned my neck slightly, pressing our foreheads together, willing to be closer to her. Now, her smile had been pasted onto my lips. Suddenly the wonderful moment was broken, as strenuous music began.
"May I have this dance, milady?" I asked, a little mockingly. Her green eyes flashed, slightly surprised. "C'mon then, milord." she replied as we began our fast paced jig. I wanted this feeling to never leave me. Later, I have been told, they formed a ring about us. Though I could hear their clapping, She was the only one the appeared to me. As suddenly as the music began, it was ended. Her arched form was supported by me, her face radiant, as still our eyes were locked. continuing to support her easily, I leaned forward. All was a rush of emotions until our lips met. Everything froze in that one frame of time as our passionate kiss was witnessed by all that were around us.
As I we straightened as one, our lips parted awkwardly. Those who had known both of us applauded at the sight. As she lead me from the dance floor, exerted slightly, I knew I must know her more. The Music contiued on as she leaned against me, my arm around her shoulders. I watched the other couples on the floor as we rested from the dance. A red haired knight with the green haired lady. The blonde haired knight we had found one year ago, dancing with the blue haired paladin. The night wore on, as I stayed with Rebecca.
I suddenly found myself nervous. Had it really been one month? Yes that seemed right a month. I found myself fidgeting with the object in my pocket. I had never fidgeted before, so why should I now? Once more I was at a ball, though now we were in Ostia instead of Pherae. One month ago I would have never come close to this place, yet one month ago, I had been changed by a green haired, green eyed sniper. It had become cold lately. Rebecca and I had taken a walk,and the snow began to fall. As the light flakes stuck to her hair, I deemed the moment right. I kneeled down upon one knee, pulling the object from my pocket I had been fidgeting with. "Rebecca, will you marry me?" I asked watching her reaction.
"Of course, 'milord' "
ah more fluffy goodness. Now that I think about it, I may also do priscilla's POV since she's been ignored all the way around, of course I might not.
R&R
Max(don't forget Miserikidori!) also from the (2) I wrote this!