Oh... Free lessons and having your laptop with you. I'm getting these chapters written a lot faster than I expected to, so I'll try to wait a few days before uploading the next chapter (I've already wrote out chapter 5...)

Anyway, hope that you enjoy! Hehe, it was too fun to write this chapter!

A gentle hand taking hold of her own, fingers interlocking as she felt a warm breath against her neck. It was highly comforting, especially when she began to feel another hand slowly combing through her hair. She couldn't move, but it wasn't as though she wanted to. And then, after a few moments of what felt like a loving embrace, she then felt herself be pulled closer to whoever was holding onto her. Much to her shock, she then felt something which made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

She was being kissed.

Alas, the dream was not to last long. A violent shaking of her shoulder woke the tactician up, who had ended up going red in the face as she quickly remembered what had happened. "Robin, come on! We need to go to Arena Ferox, to see Basilio and Flavia! Apparently they went off ahead there yesterday!"

Lissa's voice made her grumble under her breath, as she never wanted to be woke up from that dream. But, if her duty called, she didn't really have much of an option. "Give me a few moments… About an hour's worth of moments… I'm not in the mood right now..."

"Too bad!" The princess grabbed Robin's hand, and forced her to sit up. Lissa could see that Robin was still half-asleep, and she must have had a good dream – a massive contrast to what the tactician had been complaining about as of late. "Plus, you've left your boyfriend waiting~"

"Frederick is not my boyfriend… How many times do I have to say that, Lissa? It's not like I say that you are going out with Gaius, I've seen how you're constantly talking together..." Robin growled, watching as Lissa failed to create a comeback. "Now, let me get dressed in peace… Tell everyone that I will meet with them in a minute."

Sulking, Lissa walked out of Robin's tent, and the tactician shook her head with a sigh when she grabbed hold of her shirt and coat. "Crazy princess… Frederick and I are not a couple..."

After a few minutes, she emerged in the snow and looked up at the grey clouds with a longing look on her face. She was hoping for some sort of snowstorm to delay them moving, and so that she could go back to sleep, and return to her dream. However, she knew that her wishes were likely not to be. Since when did weather ever comply to anyone's wishes?

Slowly, she trudged towards the centre of camp, aware that it was the chosen meeting place for if the Shepherds ever had to gather. With every step that she took, she kicked some snow forward, which is where she would then step next. Surprisingly, she found it quite relaxing to kick the snow, because she knew that it wouldn't blow into her face in a similar way to the Plegian sand.

What happened next was even more of a shock. A large gust of wind, bringing along masses of snow. "Wh- What?!"

"Robin! Quick, get out of the snow, apparently there is a snowstorm coming!" Frederick's voice calling out to her made her jump out of her skin. Just hearing that made her heart skip a beat. There was a snowstorm? After she had wished for one? It was as though the gods had heard her wishes. "Robin, did you even hear me?!"

The knight had to quickly grab hold of Robin's arms then, and shake her back to reality. "You don't want to suffer from hypothermia, do you?!"

"G- Gods, no!"

"Then get out of the snow!"

"You need to get out of it too!"

"I know! Just-!" The snow began to get even heavier then, and Robin was starting to shiver violently, before he had to quickly pull her into his tent, which was thankfully nearby. "Robin, what were you doing?… You didn't move, even when I told you about the snowstorm!"

"I was shocked… That's all..." She whispered, still dithering away inside her coat. Seeing that, Frederick grabbed hold of some blankets and threw them over her shoulders as he made her sit down. They knew that with just how heavy the snow was, they wouldn't be leaving the tent for a while. They were both glad that the tent was more than secure too, due to the heavy winds also.

Frederick didn't like seeing the tactician like this, shivering from the cold. He had been so worried about her, on account of her injuries and her fluctuating mental state, he had been close to asking Chrom if supervising her could become a permanent arrangement. He would endure all of Lissa's teasing and poking if it meant that he could return Robin to her pre-war state. He needed her optimism at times such as this.

"Robin… Can you smile for me?"

Suddenly, the tactician looked up at Frederick at his sudden request. "Is this you being selfish again?" And so, she smiled. Just knowing that Frederick found her smiling because he asked her to selfish made her want to smile even more.

With a smile back, the knight nodded. "Yes, I believe so… I hope that you do not mind-"

"Why would I mind smiling for you? I mean, I smile when around you anyway, so…" She laughed quietly, and shook her head. She wouldn't finish that sentence, she didn't want Frederick to feel as though he was never selfish. She knew that everyone needed to be selfish every once in a while. "It doesn't matter… Hah, It doesn't matter at all."

"That's good that you don't mind me asking… Because I need to do something else which is self-centred..."

"What is that?..."

"Oh, my apologies. I was talking to myself at that last part. Now, seeming as I have some time, I need to find something..."

"Want me to help?"

"No, you must warm up now." Frederick sounded extremely serious then, so Robin did as he said without saying no.

She began to then get lost in her thoughts as she pulled the blankets around her even more, not that she minded.

The blankets were extremely warm and soft, and they smelled extraordinarily clean. He must have washed them recently. He really must do more around camp than she had initially expected. And on top of that, the blankets were very roomy, they were large enough to probably have at least two people wrapped up in it.

She wouldn't mind if she were able to just grab hold of Frederick and pull him under the blanket too, just so that she could feel warmer…

And then she squealed, burying her head into the blankets.

Frederick looked up from where he was searching as Robin made that sound, and gave her a concerned look. "Are you okay? You're not feeling unwell, are you?"

"O- Oh, I'm fine… Anyway, aren't you finding your armour… Heavy? It might get in the way whilst you are trying to look for whatever you are trying to find..."

"Hmm… You are quite right there. What I am looking for is rather small after all… Gods, I have never lost something so easily before..."

Robin nodded, and watched as Frederick quickly removed the bulkier parts of his armour.

She had honestly never expected him to wear what looked like some sort of suit underneath all of that armour.

And gods, did she think that he looked good wearing that. Unfortunately, she ended up squealing again as she thought that. Her only method of action then was to pull the blankets over her head and mumble to herself.

"Robin, are you sure that you are okay?"

She nodded, hoping that the knight could see the blankets move as she did so. He must have done, seeming as he didn't ask anything after that.

Frederick smiled as he looked at how Robin had retreated under the blankets, and chuckled quietly. He had noticed that Robin had been acting like this a lot around him recently, not that he minded. It was allowing her to be more open with him, and honesty between allies was definitely required at times such as this.

A few moments later, Frederick had caught sight of what he was looking for. He was glad that he had finally found it, as if he had lost it… He would never allow himself to live it down.

After that, he sat down beside the tactician and laughed as he could hear her mumbling.

"I never thought I would see the day where our tactician turned insane."

Suddenly, Robin pulled her head back out of the blankets and pouted. "I am most definitely not insane. I'm just annoyed that the cold is getting to my arm."

"Can I see your arm?…"

"Why?..."

"I want to see how your wrist is doing..."

Slowly, she pushed her arm out, and she used her other hand to pull the bandage off. The large wound had thankfully healed enough for it to be stitched up, rather than be tightly compressed to prevent it from splitting open any more. It had stopped bleeding too, which was a huge relief also. "Does it hurt still?…"

Robin went and wrapped the bandage back around her wrist, and shrugged. "Only when touched..."

Frederick nodded, so he refrained from touching it more than he had to.

After the silence, Robin yawned quietly. She was still tired from being abruptly woke up by Lissa before. "Hey… Um… Is the snow still heavy? It sounds it, doesn't it?..."

"I am going to make the assumption that it is. Anyway, are you tired? You can lie down in my bed, if you wish. I need to check my armour and make sure that it is sufficient enough to wear into battle… I do not wish to feel any more inadequate than I have been as of late..."

"Inadequate?..." Robin muttered, yawning as she decided to accept his offer and sit on his bed. "Gods, you are far from inadequate, Frederick… You saved my life, helped me whilst I tried to recover with my walking and fighting… You're keeping me sane… You saved me from getting buried in snow before… And that is only for me… Not anyone else… You're perfect – No, more than perfect as you are..." She smiled, before she lay down. "Anyone would be-" She cut herself off with a yawn. "lucky to have you help them as much as you helped me..."

"What was that?..." Frederick had missed the last part of what she was saying, due to her falling asleep as she spoke. "I couldn't hear you..."

Robin mumbled another inaudible response, before her eyes slowly drifted shut. There was no use in getting anything out of her now, with her being asleep.

"Gods, Frederick… You didn't even get time to finish that conversation with her..." He muttered to himself, before kneeling down beside his armour with a frown. "There are so many things that I need to talk to her about… Like whether she was sure about going back into combat as she has been doing so soon… Or… Ask what she was actually going to say then… without her falling asleep..."

"No, we can't get through to the other side of camp like this, most of our people are over there!" Chrom shouted, trying to keep snow out of his face. For three hours, the few members of the Shepherds who were not in the snowed In part of camp, thanks to being sheltered from the snow by trees, had been trying to get through to the rest of the camp.

"Who is over there anyway?" Lon'qu mumbled, looking at how the snow was now at least up to the same height as his ribs.

"Too many people…" Chrom sighed, before Ricken quickly ran over to Chrom with a piece of parchment.

"Sully and Cordelia have managed to get the list of people together now! Their names are all on here!"

"Gods… You aren't telling me that only the six of us are not snowed in?!"

Nowi then flew down, morphing back into her human form. "Nope, I can't get to the tents! Some have collapsed under snow too! Though, I believe that many people have assembled in the food tent. I could hear voices from there faintly…"

Chrom frowned, before shaking his head. "We can't leave with it only being us then..."

"D- Don't forget me!"

And then, everyone jumped out of their skin seeing Kellam stood there. "When did you escape from the snow!?" Nowi questioned curiously, and he sighed.

"I've been with you all since the snowstorm began..."

"Gods… At least we know that nobody got buried alive in the snow..."

It was at least three hours later, and Frederick was beginning to have his patience tested as he had to start lighting candles to provide light and a slight bit of warmth for the tent. Both he and Robin had basically been snowed inside now. Much more snow, and the tent would give way with them inside.

"This is dangerous now… Surely people would have started to have to try and recover those of us who cannot leave our tents..." He stated to himself, before hearing Robin stir.

She groggily sat up, and was shivering even under layers of blankets. "Hey there, Freddy Bear..." was the first thing that she muttered, before Frederick faintly smiled at her. She noticed very quickly that he was also starting to dither from the cold, so she silently stood up slowly, before sitting on the floor beside him, and pulled the blankets partially off her, just so that they could both be in warmth by pushing them over him too.

"Please… Never use that nickname again."

"Aww… Why not?..."

"I do not like it. It reminds me of that whole-"

"Bear meat situation? I know, that's why I chose that nickname." Robin laughed, before she nestled herself into Frederick's side. "I feel so cold..."

"I know… So do I..." Frederick whispered, holding her closer so that they could share more warmth.

"Who knew that snow could be so… Brutal?"

"Yes… But with you, it doesn't feel so bad."

"Really? That's sweet… How come you say that?"

"Because..." Frederick burst out laughing then, closing his eyes in the process. "I can not tell as to whether this is the snow getting to me, but-" He stopped then, and shook his head.

What was he doing?

"Frederick, don't go quiet like that! I thought that you had suddenly gone into shock from the-!" Frederick had ended up cutting her off by tightening his grasp of her. He was shivering even more than her, and it just made her worried more than she had been previously. "Gods, are you okay?! This isn't like you!"

"I- I will be fine… I will be… More than fine. Thanks to you… I am in your debt..."

"Thanks to me? I haven't exactly done much-"

"No… You have done more than enough… Just with you talking to me, it is more than enough..."

"Oh… Really?… Well, I'm glad to be of service for talking to you!" She laughed quietly, having to pull even closer to him.

She was feeling scared though, the top of the tent was starting to cave in from the snow, and she didn't want to be buried under it without grabbing hold of something, and Frederick was the closest thing to her.

Frederick quickly became aware with how much more dire the situation was becoming, and he too kept Robin held close to him. He had never witnessed a Feroxi snowstorm so deadly in his life. So, to keep Robin's mind off it, he continued to talk to her...

"Gods, that is one of the worst places in Ferox for snowstorms! Are you all okay?" Flavia expressed her concerns for the Shepherds, seeing the state that some members were in. Some people were shivering under blankets, and others were expressing more concern for the animals which had been caught up in the snow.

With a sigh, Chrom looked at his allies and frowned. "We were too tired to move on… That's the only reason that we stayed there. At least we managed to recover everyone from the snowed in part of camp."

The entire afternoon of that day had been spent trying to locate everyone who had, unfortunately, been caught up in the worst of everything. Many people had managed to gather in only one or two tents – namely ones with food and warmth – and others had ended up trying to melt through the snow with tomes, and eventually broke free.

And then there was Frederick and Robin on their own, struggling not to be buried alive by snow. If it weren't for Nowi using her wings and Ricken using his wind tome blowing the snow away once the storm subsided a bit, that would have probably been the case. What shocked people though, was that they had only managed to get away with a bit of a chill.

At the side of the room, a few of the Shepherds had gathered and were having a very 'serious' conversation.

"So, Robin, why were you holding onto him when we found you?" Nowi cheekily questioned, poking the tactician in the cheek as she flushed red.

"W- We were cold! There was no warmth in there whatsoever!"

"Uh huh. And why are you hiding your hand, Robin?" Cordelia had noticed the sudden action of the tactician, which had straight away come off as suspicious. "Is there something about your hand that you don't want us to see?"

Quickly, Robin went into 'panic mode'. "I'm not hiding anything! Never have been hiding anything, never will!" She folded her arms then, and turned away quickly. "A- Anyway, if I were to hide anything, I- I wouldn't hide it from you!"

Lissa, however, knew exactly what was up with Robin. "I think that I know what has happened today! I bet… He asked you to marry him. I saw that ring on your hand before, when we were on our way here!" The princess smugly smiled at her then, before it turned into a face of pure happiness. "It's about time that Frederick found someone other than me and Chrom to dote over! Though…. I'm kinda jealous! It means that I have to do more things by myself, without his help..." The smile quickly fell then, and Lissa sighed deeply. Just the idea of not having Frederick constantly trying to keep her out of harm's way worried her a bit.

Now, that shocked Robin greatly. Her initial reaction would be that she would face Lissa's teasing for as long as she would ever live. And that wasn't the case at all. Knowing that, the woman slowly unfolded her arms, and then looked at her hand with a sigh. "You know… Frederick doesn't know much about romance. At all. Absolutely nothing like those romance novels that Sumia requested I read..."

"Ooooh, what happened?! Come on, you need to tell us now that you have brought that up!"

"Um… I probably shouldn't… Chrom said that he would need me at any-!"

"You're telling us, Robin. Even if we have to force it out of you."

Gods, did Robin not really want to say any more than she had done… But she had no choice. "Ugh...Fine."

After a few more minutes of talking to Robin to try and keep her mind off the tent possibly collapsing in on them at any moment, Frederick decided that maybe he should explain as to why he felt as though he had to explain about what he was looking for previously. "You know what I was looking for before?… Well, I needed to find it because I made a promise to myself yesterday… I swore that if we ever got time alone, preferably today… I would offer you… this."

Robin had to carefully look at what Frederick had hold of, before her eyes filled up with confusion. "Huh? A ring?… But why?" It took a few more moments for Robin to realise what Frederick was really wanting to say, it being made more obvious upon his face turning a flustered red. And as much as Robin wanted to point out that the knight looked too damn handsome when flustered like that, she just couldn't think of the right words.

"I… Have fallen in love with you, Robin… At first, I passed off people such as Lissa saying that I loved you as talking nonsense… But I realise that it is much less nonsense now..."

"Wh- What?!" Robin gasped as she shivered, before she too went red in the face. "I did not see this coming… At all… You are serious about this?..."

"More than anything… It is just that… I thought that once you had recovered fully, we would have no reason to spend so much time together..." Frederick looked up, and realised that he would have to say what he wanted to quickly. The top of the tent was at the verge of tearing and giving way under the pressure. "And I cannot bear the thought of leaving your side for long, Robin… It did not take me long to realise that I had no other choice but to confess to you… Well… As a matter of fact, I have been wanting to say this to you ever since you helped me with my phobia of eating bear meat..."

"I… don't know what to say… Well, other than wanting to tell a girl that you love her after you manage not to upchuck a mouthful of bear?… It's probably the most unromantic thing I have ever heard!"

"W- Well… Yes, but-"

"Oh, don't worry yourself, Frederick! I've been in love with you for a while now too..." She laughed quietly, holding onto him to tightly so that she could feel the warmth of his body more than she previously had done, before closing her eyes with a smile.

"Gods, there's that smile again… But you will do me a great honour, milady… You will not regret this, I swear to you..." Robin laughed again, quickly taking hold of the hand which he had been holding onto the ring with for the whole time. Frederick quickly took that as an opportunity to smile back at her, and then kiss her hand gently. "My heart is yours, milady… I vow to protect you as a knight, and also as a husband, until death should part us..."

Robin could feel her heart pounding then, and she felt too flustered to say anything after that. Gods, she had never really thought of Frederick as the romantic type, and this had proved that he was barely just capable of it. It was adorable, the way that he was trying to be romantic though. As a matter of fact, she loved this side of him just as much as his knightly side.

And gods, the sudden kiss afterwards… It made her feel almost exactly as her dream had done previously. It was one of the only good things which had come from the snowstorm.

Moments later though, some of the top of the tent tore, and snow fell down behind them, quickly piling up and taking up a lot of space.

"Ack-! Oh gods… We're in trouble now… We're in so much trouble..."

"Robin, stop panicking!" Frederick then quickly pulled her into a corner of the tent, still keeping a firm grasp of her and her hand.

However, Robin was barely able to process what he was saying.

Does this all mean that… Our final moments before getting buried alive were the ones where we confessed our love?… Would it have all been for nothing?…

"Wait… He confessed to you to stop you from thinking about you possibly getting caught under the snow? No wonder you didn't want to stay away from him until me and Ricken managed to get rid of all of it and got you two back to the others!" Nowi grinned, finding the short story which Robin had told cute. As a matter of fact, Cordelia and Lissa found the story just as cute.

"Hah, time to tease Frederick over him wanting to marry you over bear meat-!"

"Do that, and I will tell Gaius about your own secret stash of candy that you are trying to keep away from him."

"H- How do you know that!?"

"I'm the tactician. All that I need to say. Now… I really don't want to talk about this any more… I never really wanted anyone to know until the war is over… And if Chrom finds out about this too..." Gods, the tactician didn't want to think about what would happen. Chrom was a slight bit protective of her, but not to the extent of Frederick. Either way, if he knew… She and Frederick would be getting interrogated. A lot. "So, until this war is over, and we have won… I am just a tactician, and he is just a knight. Allies, and nothing more."

From the corner of her eyes, she could see Frederick stood there, smiling and nodding at what she had said. It seemed as though he had heard everything that had been said. And then, he pointed to his mouth.

She got what he was trying to say.

Well, it was a common theme in their conversations – verbal and non-verbal by that point.

He was telling her to smile.

Yeah... I wanted to add the confession in this chapter. I get a bit too into this ship at times.

By the way, I want to ask a question about the way in which this story goes... Do you guys want me to write so that Morgan is included at a later point, or do I make it the original timeline, where the children don't appear? Because I do have ideas for each way, but I wish to leave it to the readers to decide!

Anyway...I hope that you are all willing to review!