Lucina awoke suddenly. As she regained her bearings, she looked around the warm room cautiously assuring herself that it was real. That had become her morning routine any time they were together as it seemed too good to be true - especially on nights plagued by nightmares which were often more realistic to her than the cozy reality she found herself in.

Looking to her right, she smiled at the sight of those familiar wide shoulders and the gentle rise and fall of her husband's sleeping form. Her husband. It had started so simply. Simple curiosity she had called it when she met him after the war with Plegia. Perhaps it had always been more.

The first few meetings had been innocent enough, although the mere fact that she met him more than once should have alerted her that there was an issue, but she rationalized it away. At first, she remained aloof; she never let him get a good look at her face, yet he did not seem to mind. He was a perfect gentleman who respected her wish for privacy despite having sought him out.

However, their short interactions soon turned to long conversations, sometimes with dinner. It took several trips to increasingly fancy restaurants before she even acknowledged what they were doing. Courting. Whether he had realized at first what was happening, she was not sure, but he was never pushy.

No, he always put her first. It was something she started to realize when he presented her with a beautiful dress after she had mentioned that she was uncomfortable with how she was dressed in such high class settings. She had attempted to refuse the gift stating that it was much too expensive, but he would have none of it. She wanted to be able to return the gesture, but she really lacked the funds to reciprocate. It was a trend which would continue.

She never felt like she gave as much as he did. Even by that point she had yet to look him clear in the eyes, but he did not seem to mind. That may have bothered her even further. Eventually, she came to make a hard decision.

There was a spell that Naga had granted her before departing her world. It would allow her to hide her brand. It could be undone, but not reapplied afterwards. It was a one-time deal. It had been her intent to use it once she was sure that Grima would not return so that she could disappear more easily, but that was not how she ended up using it. Once it was done, she felt partly guilty for hiding her heritage, but the first time she looked him in the eyes, she suddenly stopped worrying.

After that, they got even closer, and before she knew it, Lucina had rationalized her way right into marriage. While she was somewhat uncertain of her decision initially, their private little wedding far away from the capital was the happiest day of her life.

Now, here she was in their own bedroom of a small house which Robin had commissioned. He did not like the idea of being forced to have secret rendezvouses with his wife in various inns no matter how high class. So, he had asked Chrom for a loan which, of course, Chrom turned into a gift citing that whatever Robin needed the money for, he trusted his friend and that he deserved it after his help in the war. Robin would have preferred to provide it himself, but Lucina found it rather fitting that Chrom had unwittingly provided her with a belated wedding gift.

However, as Lucina looked at the secluded home where she and Robin were actually allowed to act like a proper couple without fear of someone they knew spotting them – it was still not common knowledge that the grandmaster of Ylisse was married. The house reminded her of how much more Robin had given compared to her, and not just when it came to money.

He had shared almost everything with her. His insecurities, his worries, his hopes, everything. Comparatively, she had told him very little. He did not know of her past or her mission, nor had she told him about her identity. Would he even have pursued her had he known?

Could she really start a family with a man who did not know her? And the idea of a family was certainly floating about even if not specifically mentioned. Their guest room was decorated as nothing more than a plain room for guests to sleep in, and he made no push to start a family. Still, it was a guest room in a house few knew about. He had been thinking ahead not knowing Lucina's stance on the issue. Truth be told, she was not sure herself.

Then there was the matter of the upcoming war. Robin would be needed to fight the Valmese, and at this point, Lucina did not like the idea of him going to war without her. She did not like the idea of leaving a child behind while they went off to war. That was still a while a way as far as she knew though.

Her reverie was broken by the sound of her husband stirring. He rolled over and smiled as soon as he saw her.

"Good morning."

"Good morning," Lucina smiled back, but Robin's smile faded.

"Something's bothering you."

Lucina looked at her nightgown and played with the hem nervously. He could still read her really well despite how little he knew.

"Do not concern yourself," Lucina tried to avoid the issue.

"Nonsense. I promised to be there for you. Whatever is bothering you."

Lucina sighed, "I…I feel like I'm not giving as much in this relationship as you."

"Nonsense!" Robin started, but Lucina stopped him.

"You've held nothing back, but there is so much that I have not told you. What if what I haven't told you could…make you stop loving me?"

"Not possible," Robin responded.

"How do you know?"

"Because I know what kind of person you are. I know that you would never do anything that could make me stop loving you."

"Still, I think you deserve to know some things."

"You don't have to."

"I know," Lucina smiled softly, "I know, but if we're to start a family, I think you should know. I trust you enough."

"A-a family?" Robin's face went red.

"Yes," Lucina slid closer to her husband, "A family." After all, she did not expect Valm to come for quite some time, and she did not want to put her life on hold until then.

A/N: Just a short little thing. Hopefully it can tide some of you over until my next main chapter.

And, yay, Joker releases tomorrow. Maybe I'll be able to contain myself.