"So," Robin adjusted his sleeve – an adaption of his old habit of adjusting his gloves which he no longer wore most of the time, "I hear there is a disturbance."

"Yes," Frederick answered at perfect attention, "Normally I would not disturb you with such a thing, but this woman has refused to leave until she meets with you."

"Me specifically?" Robin raised his brow as the two men walked to the main gate.

"Yes," The knight did not turn his gaze away from the corridor in front of them, "She has made that quite clear."

"And how long has this been going on?"

"The better part of three days now. As far as the guards are concerned, she has only briefly left her 'post' likely to relieve herself and find food."

"I'm not sure if I should be flattered or scared."

"What does the princess think of this?"

"I haven't told her."

"Oh?" Now it was Frederick's turn to raise his brow.

"Surely you've noticed how…territorial she's become lately. Not smothering, mind you, but if a girl so much as smiles at me, I can feel her grip on my arm tighten like she's telling all her potential competitors to back off. It's kind of cute actually, but I'd rather not see how she'd react to this."

"The princess is a reasonable and cool-headed woman, surely she would not do anything rash."

"Never underestimate a woman when she feels threatened. Course, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit territorial myself."

"Right, well, we are here," Frederick stopped in front of the large gate and gave the order to open it.

"Here we go," Robin breathed. What he had failed to mention was that he had gained a significant following of – as others had put it – fangirls. Without proper precautions, he could be swarmed by fawning young ladies vying for his attention that apparently did not get the memo that he was spoken for. However, if Lucina was with him, her glares usually kept them at bay in addition to her increased displays of affection as if to remove any doubt as to the nature of their relationship. Honestly, he came away from those encounters feeling a bit like a piece of meat, but how could he say no to a more affectionate Lucina? Truly she was his greatest weakness.

Regardless, he had experience with oddly attached random females, but they still usually made him uneasy on his own. The last thing he wanted was someone he knew to see the interaction and get the wrong idea. Especially if it got back to Lucina. Fortunately, he had at least one reliable witness this time.

When the gate opened, it revealed a petite woman with dirty blonde hair who looked as if she had not bathed in weeks sitting defiantly with her back turned to the castle. Frederick held his arms out to signify that it was his turn to act.

"Ahem," He cleared his throat causing her to start, "I was told you wished to see me."

She slowly turned her head as if afraid that she was imagining his voice, but her face positively lit up upon seeing him. She was soon on her feet and head toward him before the guards and Frederick had their weapons pointed at her.

"Alright, Frederick," Robin pulled the man's arm down and the guards reluctantly followed suit, "Now," He turned his attention back to the woman, "Care to explain this?"

"I knew it," She breathed seemingly ignoring his question, "When I heard of Ylisse's famous tactician, I just knew that it was you, and here you are!"

"Yes," Robin folded his arms and put on a sterner look, "Now, care to explain who you are?"

"W-what?" Her world seemed to fall apart, "You don't remember me?"

"Afraid not. I kind of have severe amnesia," Robin explained, "I don't remember much from before being found by Chrom four years ago."

"I-I see," She definitely seemed troubled, "I suppose that might explain why you never found me. I had assumed you either thought I had died too, or that you had died as well."

"Excuse me, but who are you?"

"Sorry," She adjusted her motley hair, "I'm Rebecca…your fiancée."


"Do you believe her?" Chrom asked casually in the family meeting that had been called after Robin got away from his supposed fiancée.

"I…don't know," Robin said unsure of himself, "I can't remember her, but that doesn't mean much I'm afraid. She claims we were engaged a few months before what I can only assume to be Grima leveled our home town."

"And how did she survive?" Chrom raised his brow.

"She claims she was on a trip at the time. When she came back…the village was gone. She went into depression afterwards until she heard rumors of a famous tactician matching my description."

"Still, we can't be sure," Sumia spoke up eyeing her eerily silent daughter, "She could just be trying to take advantage of your amnesia."

"I've considered that as well, but she knows a lot about me. Stuff that would require intimate knowledge of me."

At that, Lucina pushed off the wall she had been leaning against and made for the door.

"Lucina?" Robin called, but he received no answer beside the harsh closing of the door.


Lucina grit her teeth in a mixture of anger, sorrow, and guilt. She wanted to call foul. She wanted to yell that she was an imposter, but the truth was…she did not know. The Robin from her world was not married to her knowledge, but things between the two worlds were not identical. Even then, that Robin did seem to carry a deep grief. Perhaps she had perished leaving him hurt.

Still, Lucina suddenly found herself potentially going against Robin's rightful lover. What right did she have to be with him with her there? It was not fair! She had finally found love, finally allowed herself to get comfortable, she was finally happy! Why was she destined to never have those things?

As much as it pained her though, she would have to step aside. She would not stand between them if it was what Robin wanted.

Robin stared into the fireplace in his office. It had been several days since Rebecca had shown up. He had decided to get to know her. She was a charming girl to be sure, but…Robin sighed.

Lucina had also made herself scarce as of late, and Robin could imagine why. She believed that she was stealing him from his rightful lover or something. She had not told him as much, but it was not hard to figure out.

Robin looked back at the sound of the door creaking open, "Thought I might find you here," Chrom came and took a seat next to his friend, "Dueling with unpleasant thoughts?"

Robin briefly grinned at the callback, but then went back stern, "She's a nice girl. Funny, nice, and generally pleasant."

"I take it you're referring to our guest."

"I am," Robin nodded not taking his eyes off the fire.

"But?" Chrom goaded.

"She's not Lucina."

"True," Chrom looked forward as well, "So what's the issue?"

"I don't want to hurt her feelings. In most situations, I probably would fall for her, but…"

"This isn't one of those situations."

"Right," Robin sighed, "I don't want to hurt her, but my heart belongs to Lucina."

"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to do. I think you already know what you have to do."

Robin sighed again, "I suppose I do."

Chrom patted his friend on the shoulder, "You'll do fine."

Robin stared at the fireplace for a few more minutes after his friend left before putting it out. He needed some rest. He had a busy day coming.


The next day, Robin sat down with Rebecca. She was all smiles, clearly happy to be spending time with him. She seemed confident that they would be living a life together, and now Robin had to destroy that dream.

"Rebecca," He stopped her excited going ons about their future life which was never to come, "You are a wonderful woman; you are charming and beautiful," She beamed at him but he did not return the expression, "But my heart belongs to someone else."

"What? B-but we were engaged!"

"I know, but I don't remember that, and I've experienced a lot since then. More importantly though, I met someone else. In most situations, I probably would have fallen for you again, but…I love her, and I can't stop that nor would I want to."

"I-I see," The woman looked down in dejection.

"H-hey!" Robin tried to salvage the situation, "I'm sorry. I am, but maybe we could still be friends. I'm sure you're in need of work and I can pull some strings."

"Thank you," She gave a hollow smile, "But I don't think this other woman would appreciate it, and I don't think I could bear it."

"I-I see," Robin said unsure of what to do, "I'm sorry."

Rebecca's smile became slightly more genuine, "You've always been so sweet, Robin. This other woman is lucky indeed. Cherish her, okay?"

"I will," Robin nodded slowly.

"Now go," Rebecca sniffled, "Go to her."

"I…" Robin hesitated, but her eyes made it clear she wanted to be alone, "Thank you."

Rebecca watched him leave and made sure he was far enough away before she let a single tear fall, "You had better take care of him, whoever you are."


Robin finally found Lucina off in some neglected part of the courtyard far away from prying eyes. She looked so lonesome it hurt. He hated knowing that his hesitation had hurt her so much and he vowed to make it better.

"Lucina," Robin called out.

"Robin," She looked up from the flower she had been twirling in her hands, "I didn't expect you to be out here."

"Where else would I want to be?" He came to sit down beside her.

"With your fiancée?" She looked back to her flower letting her bangs cover her eyes.

"She is a lovely woman, but not the one I love. I love you, Lucina."

"But…I am an interloper. You should be with her."

"I don't want to be with her," Robin reached out a hand to Lucina's cheek, "You're the one I love, and I thought we had put this interloper nonsense to rest."

"I had for the most part, but then I was confronted by the idea that you had another lover that I was taking you from and it came rushing back."

"Rest assured that will never happen. I'm sorry it took so long for me to say it; I didn't want to hurt her either, but it's done. I have eyes only for you, Lucina. If you'd still have me."

Lucina hesitated, "Are you sure?"

"I am," Robin dug into his pockets, "In fact, I was hoping to make it more official." Lucina gasped as Robin held out a ring and got on his knees.

"Y-you mean…I would love to!" She practically leapt into his arms.

"I'm glad to hear it. Good to know I didn't carry that ring around for a month for nothing."

"Wait," Lucina pulled away, "A month?"

"Yeah," Robin awkwardly rubbed his neck, "I was building up the courage to ask. A bit silly, huh?"

"I think it's kind of sweet actually."

"Good," Robin sighed, "I look forward to our future together."

"As do I," Lucina smiled, "As do I."

A/N: Ah, a cheesy end. Anywho, think of this as a teaser to help tide you over. I have a larger story I plan to do in addition to my restoration initiative. In addition to simply restoring my old stories, I plan to edit them beforehand. Some may receive minor changes, I may even add in an extra chapter or two to some, and at least one will likely receive a major if not complete rewrite. So, what do you people want to see back first?