Injured fingers, ideas for other stories on here, and attempting to find a way to stop myself from using too much dialogue within my writing made writing this chapter quite a gruelling task...
That, and trying to fit in as many family related situations for Robin as well in a single chapter made it even worse, as I actually have plans to use Morgan in the next few chapters...
But I probably shouldn't spoil things. I hope it's okay for you all!
"Ugh… I forgot how much I hated the smell and sight of blood..." Robin growled to herself as she swung her sword at the soldiers trying to cut her and her allies down. "And with the smell of the ocean alongside that..."
"Now isn't the time for that, Robin! We need to push them back towards their ship!" Sumia's voice was enough to snap the tactician away from her thoughts, and it made her grit her teeth in a newly found confidence.
"Yeah… We need to protect our home..." The thought of her actually having a home which she needed to protect made her feel much more hatred towards these invaders. As a matter of fact… She had more than a home to protect. She had a family now too. "Frederick… Morgan..."
Thinking of her young son in Ylisse was also enough to boost her confidence in her fighting. He was only a few months old, just like Chrom and Sumia's daughter, but already he was more than anything to her in the world. She could easily enough lay down her life to protect him, and she knew that Frederick would willingly do the same. If worst came to worst, and a war started between them and the Valmese, who were their current opponents… Everything that she would do would be for him.
"Robin! We've got a chance to get over to the ship, they've all either been defeated or pushed into the corner… Well, ship, not corner..."
"Right! You go ahead and meet with Chrom and Frederick, and I'll hang back and sort out any stragglers! Tell him to defeat their leader to get the remaining soldiers to surrender!"
The pegasus knight nodded, and flew off towards where the exalt and the knight were fighting, just as Robin ran her thumb and forefinger across the slightly dulled blade of her sword with a smirk. Surprisingly, it had been sharp at the beginning of the battle. "Let's go and finish off some-!"
All of a sudden, once it was definite that none of her allies were in any sort of close range, a sharp pain ran through Robin's head, making her grasp hold of herself and sink down to her knees. "Not a stupid headache… Not now..." She used her sword to pull herself up, before catching sight of a Valmese soldier carrying out a similar action before running towards her in the corner of her eye. "Gods… You just need to learn when to quit..."
A quick swing of her sword was enough to stop the man in his tracks. She hadn't realised just how brutal she had been with the attack though… Within moments, blood was dripping down onto the floor, and the person was clutching the top of their leg as they fell down. Actually, it was more as though it was gushing out, rather than simply dripping. She grimaced at what she had done, aware that she had cut open a major artery in this person's leg. It took a lot of courage for her to talk herself out of feeling guilty.
"This person… Already has blood on their sword… They've killed someone before now… And… I've also killed before now… Unfortunately, it's an inevitable side-effect of war..." She sank back down onto the floor, her headache beginning to become worse, and even the daylight was beginning to make it worse. "They… They were not innocent..."
And then, she could see something strange in her head, like a scene unfolding before her, yet she was still able to see the cobbled roads of the Feroxi port she was slumped in.
She was envisioning… A boy. Not much older than, say, Donnel or Ricken. Fifteen, maybe sixteen at most. He had dark brown hair, and was dressed in a rather similar style to her, with a long coat, yet he had some armour upon him, as though he were also a knight of sorts. His breathing was light as he lay in a field, unconscious and unaware of his surroundings. It was evidently a Feroxi field, from somewhere up in the north-west. Much of the plants and fauna which she could see were exclusively from that region.
What happened next was that the boy was starting to wake up, and began to look around in confusion. "Mother?… Where… Is she?… She… Wouldn't leave me alone… Would she?..."
The more that she witnessed of this mysterious boy's confusion as he tried to get a grasp of what was going on, the less that she could feel of the pain of her headache. It had completely gone by the time that this strange scene had finished unfolding, and she could feel a hand upon her shoulder.
"Come on, girl! Your exalt's panicking that you got hurt! You should go meet him!" The hand on her shoulder was then lifted, before it became a 'gentle' nudge in the back.
"Ouch! I don't think Chrom would appreciate a bed-bound tactician with a broken back though, Basilio..." She grumbled, finally standing up. What she was quick to notice was the blood upon her hands, which had happened because of the pool of blood which had seeped through the Valmese soldier's wound until his heart had beat its last. She was bothered a lot by that, and it made her want to feel worse than she previously had done.
Slowly, she looked at the pale body lying on the ground, and she closed her eyes. Despite her talking herself out feeling guilty for his murder, she still felt… Sympathetic to the man's family. Maybe he too were in a situation such as her… Had a young child back at his home, constantly asking 'when will father come home?', which he had wanted to protect… But maybe, he didn't have family at all. Maybe he enrolled in the Valmese army to avoid loneliness… She would never know either way.
Robin then slapped herself in the face to knock these thoughts out of her head. She was not in the position to think like that.
"Come on, girl! Don't keep that boy waiting!"
"I'm twenty-one, Basilio. Not exactly a girl, am I?" She then mumbled, walking away from the Khan as she removed her gloves. Some blood had seeped through the material, and thankfully, had covered her brand. That disgusting, Plegian brand… And, knowing that Lissa was also aware of the brand's meaning, seeing one of her closest friends bearing such a brand could the tactician her all credibility. Actually, not just her credibility. Any trust she had built up. Her friends. Her home. Her family.
She would be one of the enemy.
She didn't want to be one of the enemy… She had a cause which she would fight for, and was not willing to let a stupid purple marking change that for her.
"Robin! There you are! We were getting worried!" Chrom's voice from nearby made her look up, and then force on a smile.
"Hey there… Miss me much?"
"About as much as Frederick spoke about Morgan in that battle..."
"Milord, I believe that you spoke of Lucina more than I spoke of my son whilst in combat..."
"No way, Frederick. You wouldn't shut up about him, it put enemies off attacking us!"
"Oh gods… You two men just can't let the fact that you are fathers go, can you? And you both wanted me and Sumia to stay behind in Ylisse!"
"I'm still not down with this idea." Chrom sighed, reluctantly looking around at his surroundings. He had never been in a Plegian building such as this one before, and the distinctly grimleal decorations made him anxious.
Robin smiled as she looked at the exalt, before she poked his shoulder. "Well, if you want your precious little Lucina to be protected from the big, bad Conqueror Walhart~"
"I know, I know… We need the Plegians' assistance..."
A few minutes later, the new ruler of Plegia finally decided to show himself. Both general and tactician stepped back in shock at the sight of who exactly this new king was. "Y- You?!"
"Now… Is that any way to talk to Plegian royalty, young lady?"
Robin got quite annoyed at seeing Aversa then emerge from the shadows, and talk to her in such a way. Though, her reaction to the king was a genuine one. She had remembered as clear as day seeing Chrom cut down that man in an attempt upon Emmeryn's life, not long after she had joined Chrom and his Shepherds as their official tactician.
"Now now, Aversa… You do not need to get involved.. This business is between me and Exalt Chrom only." The grey skinned man muttered, before he noticed that Robin was present, and smirked. Robin recognised that smirk. He had that smirk on his face the first time that they had come across each other, saying that she should 'come with him, and perhaps he may honour her with the truth' as he 'knew who she was'.
She just could not trust him though, and she was quick to express this concern to Chrom.
"Don't worry… At the first sign of danger, we leave." He muttered, allowing himself to exclusively be heard by Robin and also Frederick, who was stood at his other side.
"Please do not be whispering behind our backs, Exalt. We wish not for any hostilities to develop between our countries, do we? Now… Before we get to our delegations, I wish for you to meet my new advisor. I am assured that you will be… Surprised to see who she is."
The next few minutes were a massive shock to the three then, especially to Robin and Frederick. Somehow… This King Validar… Had managed to find someone who was identical to every little detail of the Ylissean tactician. It was scary almost.
"I assure you, we are not sisters… Simply alike."
"A- Alike!? You mean a mirror image! You're a mirror image of me!"
"Who is to say that you are not just a mirror image of me? From what I have heard, you have amnesia, yes? Well, taking that into account..." The duplicate laughed, before she looked at Frederick, who was still looking rather shocked. "Well… I'm shocked at your standards, tactician… One thing which we do not have in common… Now, I really must be off now, I have some organising to do, Validar…" The woman waved her arm, now disregarding the presence of Robin, Chrom and Frederick as she walked away. One she was out of sight, she then smirked. "I've not seen Chrom and Frederick alive in such a long time… It's a shame that they both have to die again soon..."
What had happened that day was almost too much for Robin to comprehend by night, as she and the rest of the Shepherds camped out in the woodland upon Carrion Isle. They had respectfully passed up the offer of taking shelter for the night from Validar due to Robin's mental decline, for that matter.
"Ugh… In just one day… I've horrifically killed someone… Found out that one of Emmeryn's attempted murderers is now the Plegian king… And that the royal Plegian advisor is basically a carbon copy of myself! Ugh… What next?! I'm magically, all of a sudden… I don't know, royalty?! Gah!" She paced back and forth in a small clearing, close to pulling her hair out in large clusters, the way in which she was stressing out.
Just to make things worse, another sudden headache was threw into the mix. "Crap!" She leant forward, and grasped hold of the sides of her face. "Don't tell me I'm going to have to suffer with this now!"
"Calm yourself, child… Heed my call..."
"Wh- What?!" She frantically looked around to see where the husky voice came from, and when she had no success, she clamped her eyes shut. "No...Get out of my head… Get out of my head!" She kept shouting that, until she then heard the distinctly familiar sound of magic being used in front of her, and it made her eyes snap open.
That smirk… She had hoped not to see it again for a while.
"V- Validar?! No… Go away, leave me alone..."
"Tch… You shouldn't use such disrespectful manners… Especially not to your own father!"
That word made Robin's eyes grow extremely wide. "F- Father?… No! Th- That can't be possible!"
There was a laugh as the Plegian king then grabbed hold of her wrist, and then pulled her closer to him. "Oh, but it is… Daughter of mine… That mark upon your hand is more than enough proof! I am of Grima's blood… And only a child of mine could bear such a mark!" He laughed, before pushing the tactician away from him. "You should leave behind your companions, and join me, to rule over Plegia! It is Grima's will! You are a princess!"
"Stay away from me! Chrom! Frederick! H- Help!"
Her cries for her companions were enough to make Validar growl, before snapping his fingers as he left his daughter behind in the clearing, both shaking and crying.
She had wished to never be seen in such a mentally broken state in front of her allies at any point, but after what had just happened, she had no other option but for them to see her like that. She had sank down to her knees by the time that Chrom had ended up appearing. "Robin?..."
She shakily reached out and grabbed hold of Chrom's hand as she sobbed, and she broke down even more as she tried to speak. "I- I'm scared..."
"What?… Why, what happened?!"
"I- I can't explain p- p- properly right now… B- But… V- Validar appeared… A- And I- I just found out… I- I'm his d- d- daughter..."
Chrom's face filled with shock and horror as Robin attempted to completely make out that sentence, and he wasn't exactly sure on how to try and comfort her. He knew, however… That everyone needed her now, more than ever. It was essential for him to come up with a meaningful response.
Validar's daughter… No. Our Robin. That's who she is…
"Just remember… You are yourself… You are yourself before you are any man's daughter. So come on! Snap out of this! We're under attack, and we need your help!"
Robin was able to force on a shaky smile at his words, and used her spare hand to wipe away her tears as she nodded. "Y- Yes… You're right… I'm better than this..." She then let go of his hand, and slowly rose to her feet. "S- So… We should go, shouldn't we, commander?..."
"H- Hey, don't call me that, it doesn't sound right from you… But yes, we should go..."
"We're just going to have to hold off the risen until Chrom and Robin show up!" Lissa panicked, now wielding a tome as the Shepherds realised that they were surrounded. She was quite worried though, considering that these risen were notably more… intelligent than any other risen that they had fought before.
"Ooooh, what's the caw-se of this caw-motion?"
The mystery voice of an unknown person enshrouded by a veil of crows made all of the Shepherds jump out of their skin then and made some get into a battle-ready stance, just in case this person happened to be an enemy.
"Reveal yourself!" Frederick's voice boomed out over the anxious murmurs of his comrades, and within seconds, the murder was quick to diminish as the birds flew away. "Why are you here? Do you have anything to do with this ambush?!"
"Aww, why are you being so hostile? I just was caw-ious as to what was going on, nyahaha!"
"Oh gods… That pun was terrible… Worse than Chrom trying to be funny..."
"Hey! I'm right here!"
The questioning of the white-haired dark mage was cut off by the sudden remarks from the sidelines, as both Chrom and Robin were finally able to emerge through some risen, which had been cut down in the process. Much to everyone's relief, they all finally poised themselves ready for battle.
Thankfully, by that point, the clear air as she spoke to Chrom on the way there was enough to snap the tactician back to her senses.
"Anyway… What are you doing here, boy?! Hide yourself!" Chrom shouted, noticing how everyone was becoming more on edge as the Risen slowly began to close in on them.
There was another cackle from the mage, before he began to grin even wider as he spoke. "Well… I was going to warn you about the monsters, but it turns out that you are all-fright! Hahaha, I slay me!" He laughed to himself for another few moments, before pulling out a dark tome as he continued to grin. "I would wish you all luck in killing these monsters… But… They're already dead!"
Robin still wasn't in the mood for this person's comedy act, and it was easily noticeable to some of the more aware Shepherds... Notably Frederick, who had kept his eye upon his wife ever since she arrived. He was quick to make his way over to her, and place his hand upon her shoulder. "You shouldn't be frowning like that. You are the tactician, yes? The one which everyone looks up to, and are placing their lives in the hands of? Smile, Robin..."
She sighed, and slowly looked up at him with a weak smile. "I can only try… Let's just say… Tomorrow hasn't been a good day for me. Too many shocks, too many surprises… I'll probably be back to my normal self tomorrow. This is the best that I can do for now..." She then looked around, before her focus quickly turned back to him as she spoke again. "By the way… When Chrom finally sorts out that punny guy, and we're in the battle… Mind if I hitch a ride on your horse with you?"
"Robin… You are frustrated with his puns, yet you use one yourself?" The knight shook his head laughing, before he took hold of her hand and helped her up onto his steed. "I am assuming that you have somewhere on the battlefield that you wish to go to in mind?"
She nodded, and pointed towards an old bridge nearby. "You and me, as well as Chrom and Sumia should go up there. There is a bigger risen there – seems to be a leader. They seem to have taken roles of responsibility now… They're getting smarter. Nothing we can't handle, I am hoping..."
"This risen can't last much longer!" Chrom shouted as he swung his sword yet again, hoping that it would do the trick in fighting the leader of the undead fiends which they were still fighting come the early hours of the morning.
Robin looked up onto the bridge with Frederick, and frowned. "We should hope! I don't think we can hold this lot off for much longer! They're just going to keep on coming until that one is dead!" She was noticing the exhaustion amongst everyone, so she was putting her hopes on Chrom finally killing the risen chief once and for all.
Both she and Frederick were having to take a brief moment of respite under the bridge, Robin throwing out attacks with her tome just in case any risen dared approach them. Sumia was attempting to help Chrom, but only from a distance with a tome whilst her pegasus was resting beside her. A group consisting of Lon'qu, Gaius, Tharja, Lissa and Cherche were dealing with any risen that were coming from the south, but already Gaius and Cherche were having to step back and allow Lon'qu, Tharja and Lissa, who were almost as exhausted, to fight off a majority of the risen. To the west was Stahl, Maribelle, Cordelia, Nowi and Gregor, all of which having to rely upon each other to keep themselves from falling asleep mid-combat. In the easterly direction, Virion, Olivia, Sully, Kellam, Donnel, Ricken and the mysterious Henry were also having to carry out similar actions as everyone else (though Henry was having fun, fighting with the pain of exhaustion) despite them coping much better with the risen.
"Robin, stop it now! You're going to collapse if you continue!" Frederick shouted as Robin slowly began to sink to her knees as she used her tome yet again. "Give me your tome, let me handle the risen instead."
She let out a small 'tch', before she dug her fingers of her right hand into the ground beneath her. "No… I need to be stronger. I need to..."
"Why exactly? Because if it involves you working yourself to the brink of collapsing from exhaustion, I shall not allow it."
"Because I'm that stupid Validar's daughter! And I don't want to let him take over my mind like that again!"
Frederick was slightly taken aback at the first thing Robin shouted, before his eyes narrowed at what she said after. "Robin, what do you mean? He took over your mind?!"
Suddenly, the tactician began to cry as she felt Frederick's hand upon her own as he leaned down beside her. She did not want to think about what had happened just before the battle, but she could never keep things secret from Frederick for long, he was just too good at reading her thoughts and emotions after being married for almost two years. "Y- Yes… Just to prove that I was his daughter… Just to scare me into abandoning you all in order to join him..."
The two stayed quiet for a few moments, savouring the silence around them. Well, until they both had the exact same thought.
Silence was never good.
Frederick's hand then completely wrapped around Robin's, and he was quick to pull her up to her feet in order to run out from under the bridge to see if Chrom were okay.
Things looked okay at first, Chrom was leaning onto the edge of the bridge in an attempt to catch his breath. There was no sign of any risen, thankfully.
But there was a sudden voice which they heard, and presumably Chrom didn't. And of course, seeing the risen climb back up into view as it said this 'kill… prince…' line made their eyes grow wide in shock. They didn't have the chance to warn Chrom of the abomination going to attack him though, as it moved faster than their thoughts could gather.
"Father! No!"
"Hey, Bubbles… If that girl is actually from the future, and actually is Blue's daughter… Could that mean that your kid from the future could be here too?"
Frederick sighed at the fact that everyone was so tired, they weren't actually aware as to whether whoever they had taken to speaking to was awake. It seemed borderline drunk almost. Gaius trying to talk to the deeply sleeping Robin was one of the prime examples in his opinion, but that was likely due to the fact that the knight was still harbouring dislike towards the candy crazed thief.
It was now morning, and it had only been about five hours since the battle had actually ended with the complete unmasking of the mysterious 'Marth' figure as Chrom's own daughter, just from the future. The girl's claims as to who she was were quickly validated, due to the presence of a parallel falchion which she was wielding, the brand within her left eye, and also the fact that Lissa and Chrom themselves had witnessed Lucina's arrival in their time from the future.
A majority of the camp were actually sleeping, were half-asleep, or trying to tend to their own injuries from the battling. The minority were wide awake, or were awake and going about their daily business for the morning after having actually got sleep as soon as the battle was over, the minority easily being narrowed down to Frederick, Lon'qu, Chrom and Lucina.
"Buuuuuubbles… Answer me!" Gaius threw a hard-boiled piece of candy at Robin with quite bad aim, but it was still successful at hitting the tactician. And unfortunately, it hit her right in the eye, waking her up, much to her annoyance.
She grumbled as she sat up, before grabbing hold of the piece of candy before Gaius even had the chance to. "I deserve compensation for my injury… Hmph." Robin then unwrapped it, and quickly ate it as she groggily looked at Gaius' eyes welling up in tears over the loss of a tiny bit of his sugar.
Things were quiet for a moment, before Robin stood up and noticed that Frederick was looking at her with an eyebrow raised. "That's quite the face, Freddy Bear… Anyway… I… Need some tea. Or a warm drink of the sorts… Or I'm just going to… Fall asleep again." She mumbled, before quickly kissing Frederick as she left in search of a drink to pull her out of her tired state.
Frederick couldn't help but notice the sickly sweet taste upon Robin's lips as she did that. The piece of candy which she ate must have been sweeter than it had looked… Either way, if it truly were overloaded with sugar… It wouldn't be long until she ended up almost overloaded with energy for a few moments, so he decided to quickly catch up to her as she walked away.
"Wait, Robin… I need to have a word with you over something." He had to find something to keep her in one place, in order to keep an eye upon her.
"Only if you wouldn't mind getting me my drink instead..." The tactician looked at her husband with her eyes half-closed then, before she leaned on him for a moment. "Actually… If you go with me as I get a drink, you can talk to me..."
The knight nodded, before carefully taking a firm grasp of her hand. He had so many questions for her over how she had managed to get herself into an almost traumatised state the day before, and over what had happened whilst he hadn't been with her, because it was quite obvious that something had transpired.
Due to the various different questions which Frederick was asking her, the walk to get her drink felt as though it lasted at least ten times longer than it actually had done – not that she minded. She liked to listen to Frederick's voice, even if he were basically putting her under interrogation. On top of that, she was constantly getting distracted at seeing the tired states which almost all of her comrades were in, meaning that the two of them were constantly stopping so that Frederick could regain his wife's attention.
One question was enough to bring Robin to a halt in shock and worry though.
"And I assume… That the brand which I have seen on your hand before now is proof that you are not just Validar's daughter, but a former Plegian citizen and also a descendant of the Fell Dragon himself?" The worry and reluctance in Frederick's voice was enough to hurt her without her even having a chance to think upon what he had said, and also made her start shaking as she held onto herself tightly. Her fear of abandonment was returning. Of isolation. "Robin… I would never abandon you because of a mere marking, understand?… Because if I were to abandon you over that brand, I would have to abandon Morgan also. That is something which I could never bring myself into considering… You and our son are much more important than any Plegian bloodline."
Those words were the reassurance which the woman had been needing ever since the day before. Just the gentleness in Frederick's voice as he said that were enough to calm her down, and the words, alongside the thought of little Morgan, were enough to allow her to bring a smile upon her face. "Yes… It's nice to know that you think that… First time I've been able to smile properly since leaving Ylisse, actually..." A care-free laugh was then given from her, before she hugged Frederick tightly. "You know what?… Maybe I'll forget about the drink for now… I'll just… Fall asleep on you… You won't mind, right?..."
"Of course I would not mind if you did that. I'm just happy that I can see you smile before you do decide to sleep."
"Good… Well… Try and wake me up later then..."
"Yes, I'm sure! There are some ruins up north, and are filled to the brim with treasure from the Divine Dragon!" The gossip which the Shepherds had heard from the marketplace in a small Feroxi village that afternoon which they had travelled to once everyone had finally recovered from the battle, was very quick to catch everyone's interest. Just the idea of treasure from a being considered as a god was enough for them all to try and investigate into the rumours further.
"Know anything else?… Well, the ruins are apparently extremely cold and icy, and are actually easy enough to access with enough men, from what I have heard..."
"Many have tried, but many have failed to acquire the treasure!"
"The ruins are actually located beside a large field just up north, which in comparison to the ruins and the rest of Ferox, is actually rather warm!"
Those three responses were the most common ones which everyone was able to get, so it was quickly decided to feed Robin the information, give her a map, and then quickly get her to find a route there. After all, they did have time to waste until Plegia would be able to deliver their promised vessels to cross the oceans in.
"Robin, I say that we should try and go there before evening… After all, it isn't too far, is it?"
"Yes, I agree, Chrom… I'm finding these rumours of treasure quite interesting, despite not being any sort of treasure hunter! It could take us about three quarters of an hour to get there at most, so why not?" Robin grinned, quickly folding up the map which she had been given. "Treasure hunting is the perfect getaway from what has been happening over the past few days! It makes me feel… I don't know… More… Free, I suppose?"
Lissa grinned from the side, before looking between Chrom and Robin. "Yeah! I suppose you could say that it makes us all feel like children again!"
"Speaking of children… I've also heard rumours of a child being seen there also for the past few days. People are expressing their concern over it, but have been unable to access the ruins. They are confused as to how the child managed to actually get in..." Frederick stated from where he was stood by the entrance of the tent which Robin was being made to plan in. Hearing that gave them all the more reason to want to go to the ruins, so they had the word quickly sent out that they were heading there in a matter of minutes.
Unfortunately, what the villagers had told them was the exact truth. For one, the field which the ruins were beside was mysteriously warmer than the rest of Ferox. Two, it was at least a five-man job to try and move the rubble from the entrance. And three…
"Gods, it is too damn cold!" Robin almost screamed, holding her coat tightly around herself as she leaned against Frederick for warmth. She found the temperatures of Ferox just about tolerable now… But here? No, she was simply not able to cope. And of course, nobody but Frederick paid much attention to her wailing.
"Look! There's that child which you mentioned, Frederick!" Lissa gasped, pointing to a boy not too far ahead from where they were. However, the risen which were within the ruins were also about a similar distance away from him.
The shout from the princess was enough to catch the boy's attention, and he turned to face them in panic.
Robin could easily recognise him. This was the boy from what she could see when she was suffering with her headache the day before. Straight away, she turned to Chrom with a serious look on her face. She needed to speak to him. "Chrom… Can you and everyone else deal with the risen? I'll try and get that boy to come with us to get out of here. Frederick will be with me, of course…"
The nod of the exalt's approval made the tactician then grab hold of Frederick's hand, before she turned to face him. "Come on, we're getting that child out of here..."
It took only a few moments for her to reach him, and he was quite obviously startled at seeing how fast that she had been able to reach him.
"Wh- Who are you?!" The boy sounded quite young, but also quite scared. Robin knew that both she and Frederick had to be careful when speaking to him, but they weren't even given a chance to say a word with what he had shouted next. "Wait a second… Mother! It's you! Finally, we can go home now!"
The word 'mother' brought Robin's mind to a stand-still.
"What?!"
So... Maybe, when I have almost completed this story (and that should hopefully be when I am allowed to use my hand properly), I will re-write this chapter in some sections, and the same goes for the previous chapter... Especially where it is dialogue heavy, I've noticed that I tend to rely upon dialogue too much at times (as I said at the beginning).
So... I am hoping that it is okay for you guys to all follow, favourite, review and whatnot... But thank you all for the support so far!