Robin began to laugh like a child as she span around in the Valmese port town, making the most of the sun in the sky and the cool sea breeze. "We don't have to fight for now, so everything feels so… Ah, relaxing! Don't you agree, Frederick?" She was quick to grab her husband's hands then, before falling into his chest laughing. "I am so glad that Chrom gave us a few hours to spend in whichever way we want before we return to the ships to go home..."

"Yes… I do agree… It's nice to see you smiling again." He slowly stroked her cheek then, before moving in for a small kiss – an action quickly intercepted by the woman with her finger. She had an idea, and it involved teasing her husband a slight bit...

"No kisses just yet… We should make the most of our free time."

"And is a small kiss not making the most of the time?"

Looking away with a smirk, Robin completely ignored his question before gazing around. "Say… Are you looking forward to seeing the result of our hard work in a few days, Frederick?… I sure am..." She then sighed longingly, and briskly turned back around to the knight.

"Peace in our own continent, yes, I am-" A finger was placed upon his lips yet again, this time with the intention of silencing. Yes, it was hard work to maintain peace… But that wasn't what she was referring to.

"Frederick. That isn't what I am talking about. By 'hard work'… I quite literally mean hard work." Ah, euphemisms. She loved it when she had opportunities to use them in situations like this. Seeing Frederick's slightly furrowed brow made her sigh, and she had to lean in to his ear to whisper what she meant to him. "Sex, Frederick. I meant sex. Ever heard of a euphemism before?"

The sudden redness of her husband's face was enough to make her giggle in a rather childish way as she threw her arms around his neck then, before he ended up resting his hands upon her rear. "You're in trouble once we get complete privacy, Robin… Stop trying to confuse me by speaking like that..." He grunted a slight bit then, before resting his lips against her neck. "And just so you know, yes, I am looking forward to seeing Morgan..." And following that came an action which made Robin produce a loud gasp. Yes, he had kissed her neck repeatedly in those few seconds, but squeezing her bottom felt almost risky to her, especially out in the open.

With a red, flustered face, alongside a hushed yet shrill voice, Robin was quick to chastise her husband. "Gods damn it, not here… We could get done for public indecency if you keep that up!" He was pushed away then, and her hair fell to in front of her face as she tried to hide her embarrassment.

Once Robin brought herself around to sorting her hair out, her self-conscious gaze was then met with a wide smirk. "It looks as though the scales have been tipped, do you not think so? You try to tease me, and I shall tease you back, my dear Robin." Afterwards, he slowly took hold of her hand with his bandaged one, and ruffled her hair with the other one as she pouted. "Do not worry, I will stop it now… Time is wasting as we dawdle around here. We should probably do something productive with our time..."

He was right… Something productive should be done… But… what could there possibly be to do here? Yes, there were one or two stalls, but they didn't seem open to customers at present, for the keepers had left about various signs that they had gone to join the Valmese army… And they presumably never returned from that duty. The ones which were open had no use to the couple, with them selling things such as cooking utensils and furniture.

Frederick had a different dilemma to Robin, however. He didn't exactly care at that moment in time on as to what could be seen as productive, but was instead thinking of a way to keep his wife happy for the time being. They had a few days; weeks possibly before Grima was to return – they had been informed that not too long after stopping Walhart – and he knew what the future had in store for them… Lucina had told him herself.

"I… Don't really like talking about this… But okay then… My father is first to fall. That's actually the main reason why Grima was able to get so much power, because we needed him to carry out the Awakening ceremony… Then there's the part that you won't like… Robin is next to fall… Then Cordelia, Flavia, Vaike, and many others too… As a matter of fact… After that first day, only six remained… My mother, aunt Lissa, Tharja, Stahl, Sully… And you."

Just the thought of his beloved dying… He couldn't bear it. And if the future generation's mission to prevent Grima from retaining power was to fail… He just wanted to make sure that his wife had a good last few-

No. He was not going to allow himself to think like that.

Robin will not die. Robin will not die. Robin will not die. He would make sure of it.

Whilst the tactician was mid-thought, he then grabbed hold of her wrist and began to pull her somewhere. It had caught her by surprise, to say the least. "Frederick?! What are you doing?!" She attempted to tug her arm free, but he didn't allow her to. "Hey, earth to Frederick, what are you doing?!"

"We are going to spend some time alone together. Many people have checked into a local inn to spend time with their family or friends until we must reconvene, I see no reason as to why we cannot do the same. Besides… If I cannot have the luxury of touching you in public, surely I must be able to in privacy." Then he gave her a small but sweet smile, enough to bring a small blush to her face as she nodded.

/

What Robin had thought would be gentle kisses and tender hugs was instead much more…. Aggressive, to say the least. They had managed to gain possession of a room for four hours with the little money which they had between them, and by the gods, they were making the most of it.

"I thought that we had promised- Ahh-!" Robin was cut off by a gasp of surprise as her lover had ended up almost biting her ear as he showered her with kisses. "P- Promised that we would wait until we get back to Ylisse!"

"That is too far away. And besides… May I not treat my wife, be it in the form of a gift or a sexual favour? It has seemed rather surprising to me that we have been able to almost completely abstain since we left our own continent many months ago, considering the frequency in which we made love to each other before you bore our child, and between the time that we left Ylisse and came here…" Once he had finished speaking, Frederick's lips had relocated to his wife's mouth, and was giving her a few small kisses as one of his hands held onto her waist and the other slowly stroked the side of her neck.

Robin studied his face for a few moments, before resting her hands upon his chest. Frederick's eyes looked a slight bit glazed over, and he seemed to be wanting to either lick or bite his lips. She had seen that face on him before, and that was a few days after their wedding… They had spend much of that night expressing their love, and it had been nothing but the most passionate few hours of her life. "Hmm… Okay then, I will allow that excuse… But next time, be honest, okay?"

She had almost instantly seen right through him… Gods, she was a tricky customer when it came to concealing his true thoughts. "Ah, so you are aware that my desire is naught but lustful? Perhaps that means that I should not hold back then..."

All that the woman could do was lean in close to his ear, and chuckle a slight bit. "Please don't… I must see what you are like at your most desirous… I have yet to see that side of you… I could tell by the way in which you were acting outside before..."

All of their emotions which had been pent up because of the war now had their chance to be released, and neither of the two had any intentions of stopping it, as indicated by the way in which they kept their faces close as they whispered sweet nothings to each other, and by how all clothes barring their underwear were discarded not too soon after that. They were saving each other the honour of removing those final layers.

Once that had occurred, Robin couldn't help but feel tempted to explore her husband's body, to see if anything had changed… One thing stood out to her more than anything though… His body was peppered with cuts, bruises and scars, a majority of which being obtained from protecting both her and their future son… She felt nothing but guilt for that. The second that Frederick had noticed the pain on her face, he took hold of her hands and directed her eyes back up towards his face. "Don't focus upon those… Besides… I'm not the only one with memories of war etched all over their body..." One of her hands were then released, and his hand moved to just above her left breast, where there was a white patch of skin which had been hit by electricity. "You almost died getting hit by that strike… It hit you so close to your heart… I almost cried, seeing you paralysed for a short while afterwards..." Moments later, he kissed the scar. "But I see it as a symbol of how strong you are..."

"Strong?..."

"Yes. You are the strongest woman that I know, and I have no qualms about saying that outright." That made Robin give off a small, child-like giggle, before she pulled his face back up to hers and gave him a gentle kiss. Her lips were so soft and welcoming, it made Frederick want to leave them against his own for as long as they were doing this… But she had other ideas.

The grunt which he made when they had separated made the tactician laugh, before she moved her lips over to his ear. "Now… You can have my lips again… But only if you promise me one thing..." His desperation was very apparent when he had ended up pushing her against a wall in the room. "You have to make this one of the most memorable moments of my life. Tear my clothes off, kiss me until I can kiss no more, make your name be the only thing that I can bring myself around to saying… Show me that even after almost three years of marriage we still love each other as much as our first passionate night of love making..." Robin seemed almost breathless after saying that, and Frederick could only smirk. He was going to make her even more breathless than she was now, and there was no stopping him.

"Ah, is that so?… Well, I shall give you even more than that…" He reclaimed her lips then, and the quiet moan which she made was close to sending him crazy. Slowly, his hands moved to behind her back, and slowly removed the item of clothing which was hiding her chest from him. He had to hold her arms over her head in order to keep her from following her instincts to conceal herself again. "I feel so privileged, being the only man who may see you at your finest..."

Robin laughed awkwardly then, her mind taking a brief flashback to those few awkward moments with Chrom all those years ago… But she was quick to have her mind brought back to reality by feeling her hair being let loose from their ties. She went to go and whisper something to him, but he used what she had done previously to him against her, and covered her lips. "Be quiet… You're going to need to save your voice for later..."

Following that, Robin rested her head upon Frederick's shoulder as she felt his hands slowly squeeze her chest, inducing a small mumble of satisfaction from the woman. He couldn't help but laugh at that reaction, and decided to make his grasp of her much firmer, just to see what her reaction would be. Well, with his hand which wasn't bandaged that was. As he had hoped, she had made a much louder sound that time, and it made him feel so much more desperate… He just wanted to tear off that one last piece of clothing which she had on and get her permission to allow his body to become one with hers…

She could see right through him, despite him trying his best not to allow her to know his desires. "We've not got long left before we have to regroup… I know that you want to… Show your selfishness a bit more, Frederick…" She was almost pressing her body against his as she moved her hands to his waist and began to gently trail her fingers across his skin. "You claim to only see making me smile as selfish… I know you well enough to know what you want right now…"

Frederick felt his body heat up then, and his hands slowly removed themselves from her chest and moved further down her body. "Well, if you were trying to tempt me… It has worked, Robin..."

/

Morgan sat on a crate by the ship which everyone was meant to be leaving on, peering around anxiously. Everyone was meant to have met up around twenty minutes ago, but his parents hadn't. Not that he was worried or anything, he knew that they would be okay… But they were almost never late. No, he had not seen them late even once from what he could remember in the months which he had known them.

"Come on… We might have to leave without them if they don't show up soon, Morgan… I heard that be mentioned before. You don't want to get left behind, do you?..." Lucina had approached the young tactician from behind, before placing a hand on his shoulder. "I for one wouldn't want you to be left behind. You might not be our Morgan, but you're definitely one of us."

The teenager was quick to stand up, before slamming his fist down on the crate. "And I for one wouldn't want my mother and father to be left behind in Valm! You wouldn't like it if Chrom and Sumia were left behind here, would you?!" His sudden snap made the future princess wince, it being a reminder of what the Morgan from her time was like. "I don't want to lose them again… I've lost my memories of them once before… Actually losing my parents would ruin me! Please, Luci… Make everyone wait, even if it's for another few minutes!"

She bit her lip as she watched him sink down to his knees, but it was a relief to hear footsteps moving quickly towards them. Robin and Frederick had managed to get to the port… But only just.

"A- Are we late?!" Robin panted, looking red and out of breath. Frederick didn't look much better either. "Gods damn it, w- we are!"

"You've had Morgan really worried! What kept you?!" Morgan remained motionless as he suddenly felt Lucina's hand upon his shoulder as she spoke. "We almost had to leave without you, and Morgan was scared that he would lose you again!"

"L- Luci, calm down..."

"Morgan, I can't stand seeing you so worried though… You at least deserve an answer on as to why they were late..."

The young tactician slowly stood back up, using the crate there as support. "No, they don't have to answer… Don't worry, Luci." He then laughed, before turning to his parents. "Judging by your appearances, I don't need or want to ask!" Before he could gain any sort of response from his slightly startled parents, he took hold of Lucina's hand before quickly running over to the boat with her.

Frederick sighed as he shook his head, and then began to pull Robin in a similar direction to their son. "Looks as though we went… a bit over the top..." He muttered, then using his hand to comb out a bit of his wife's hair. "Next time that we decide to have sex… Let's actually leave it until we are in Ylisse..."

Robin blushed a slight bit as she nodded, and then flattened the collar of his shirt a slight bit. "Gods… You can say that again… If only we had three more hours to spend here, to make the most of having that room for those few hours..." But then she caught sight of Morgan stood on the boat's deck, looking rather relieved yet flustered as he spoke to Lucina. "We're probably going to have to give that advice to those two in a few years, aren't we? 'Luci this, Luci that'… Getting her not to worry about him… Her over-protectiveness of him... Sounds a lot like you and me at times! Before we know it, we're going to be grand-!"

"Don't go there, Robin. I don't even want to dare think about being a grandfather so soon! Our actual son is only months old, thank the gods..."