As Robin was about to enter her tent for the evening, she heard someone calling for her. She looked everywhere for roughly five minutes, before noticing Kellam standing in front of her. "Oh. You've been there the entire time, huh?" She asked. "Yup." was the only response the man gave. "So, what'd you need? Is this about that idea to make you more resistant to magic by filling the gaps in your armor with pages from my tomes?" "That wasn't my idea..." The man said slowly. The tactician slapped herself in the forehead. "Right, that was Kjelle's, sorry. The armor and hair make you two really hard to tell apart. So, what is it?"
"Oh, Flavia was asking around for you." Kellam said. Robin sighed slowly and deeply in response. "Right." She said, resigning herself to her fate.
Robin wandered around the camp, eventually rounding around a tent and running smack into Flavia with a crash. Flavia's trademark sword swung through the air, slamming down hilt first onto Robin's foot. "Why have the last two encounters with you led to my foot being hurt." Robin whined, nursing the rapidly forming bruise. "Why are you even walking around camp with that sword?" The Khan stooped, retrieving her blade. "I am most comfortable when able to defend myself with familiar weaponry." Flavia replied bluntly. "I'm most comfortable when not having my foot mashed." The tactician replied, equally as blunt. "So, what did you want to see me about?"
Flavia rubbed her chin. "Well... have you given any thought at all to my proposal?" Robin blinked, replying quickly. "You mean, being your sister?" Flavia shook her head. "You hiring me to be your tactician?" The Khan shook her head once more. "Not that one either." Robin slowly blinked. "Muh.. You only gave me those offers." The Khan grinned. "Oh, right, I never made you the offer till now." Flavia stooped to one knee.
"You mistaking my proposal for adoption for marriage made me think a lot about myself. My manner of speaking, and how I thought of you at night, they were not in a sisterly fashion." Robin's eyebrows raised as Flavia continued. "Even if I myself didn't know I wanted you as more than just a comrade, it bled through regardless. So, let's make this official. Will you take me to be your wife?"
Robin smiled. "You know, you're a woman, I'm a woman, we'll probably be looked upon strangely... but I'm more than willing to make this work." Flavia chuckled loudly, standing up. "You know, when I still thought I wanted you as a sister, I dreamed of us being bridesmaids at each other's weddings. This is a twist I think I prefer!" Robin laughs as well. "I only wonder how we'll break the news to the others."