A/N: hey guys. Here's chapter 6. Hope you like it. This story probably will only have like two more chapters... SO, enjoy.

Today was the day. I was leaving tonight. During the engagement ball. I was going to sneak out. Ricken had already helped me gather my things and right now, I was in my room getting ready for the ball. I had a lot of work to do to get ready. Levia, my tailor, was going to come up and help me with my orange Plegian silk dress. And, of course, she was going to help me out with my hair as well.

Frankly, I was bad at all of that stuff. So, I obviously needed a little help in that area. It's not like I was one of those people who really hated to admit when they needed help. Nope. That wasn't me. I was the one who didn't want anyone to worry about her…

I shook my head and stood up from where I had been sitting at my desk, reading. I actually stood up easily. That's probably because Ricken gave me a strength tonic. It was extremely helpful. I could actually stand on my own two legs. I would have to take another one in a couple of hours though.

Walking over to my vanity, I sighed softly and leaned against it, studying my reflection. My eyes glowed with a dull hope that wouldn't last much longer. It was sad to see myself like this, actually. I don't like how desperate I look. But, I've kind of given up. The likely hood that I will survive is very low.

And it has made me realize that when love hurts when you lose someone. It hurts even worse when the end their relationship with you. But, love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea whatsoever.

I rested my head on my hand, after sitting down and sighed, brushing my hair from my face. I didn't mean to fall in love with Chrom. But… I did. And he didn't mean to hurt me… but he did.

Oh, Chrom…

But, I did learn that sometimes when you love someone very much, you have to go through every tear, every heartache and every pain. Because in the end, it's not just how you love but how much you hold on. I've just got to learn how to let go of him… I mean, he's engaged. It's not fair for me to love him this way.

Not fair to him, or me.

I wish I hadn't met Chrom at times like these. Because if I hadn't met him, I wouldn't like you. If I hadn't like him, I wouldn't have fallen in love with him. If I wouldn't love him, I wouldn't miss him when I leave.

But… I did. I do. And I always will.

I couldn't help myself in this case and it was killing me. No, wait, that was inaccurate. I was already dying. And I really couldn't do anything to stop it. Then, all of a sudden, the reality of what was going on hit me with full force.

I was dying. I was going to die. And because of my choices, I was going to die. Alone. I buried my head in my hands and let tears stream down my face silently.

But, I think it's better that no one knows I'm this ill. I would rather leave and die alone there, in Plegia, than having to watch the ones I love weep over me. I didn't want that… I didn't want to die either, but…

It was inevitable.

And now I understand why people leave. Sometimes people choose to leave not because of selfish reasons. But, because they know things will get worse if they stay. Shaking my head, I cried silently into my hands. This was hurting me a lot more than it would ever hurt them and I hated the pain it was bringing. But, if I took the suffering so they didn't have to, then that's fine by me.

I just wished that I could fall out of my love with Chrom. But then again, I knew that wasn't going to happen. I was too far in love with this man who was going to be a great king someday.

After hearing the sound of my door opening, I didn't bother to turn around and I didn't even try to stop crying. I couldn't. I laid my head on the vanity in front of me and there was a soft pair of gasps from the other side of the room.

I kept my face covered as hurried footsteps rushed across my chambers to me. A set of arms wrap around me, pulling me into a backwards hug. I spun around in the arms, standing up and buried my face in the neck belonging to the person who hugged me.

I knew one of the people in my room was Levia, but I hadn't caught a glimpse of the person I was hugging. I guess that was kind of my fault though, for not paying attention. I couldn't bring myself to think of who. I didn't care to know, honestly.

My fingers fisted, grabbing the fabric at the shoulders of the person I'm hugging. By feeling the fabric and seeing the color, I could tell it was Lissa. My head rested in between her neck and her shoulder joint and I just cried and cried. "I'm going to die, Lissa… Die."

A soft curse came from Levia's lips, but then it turned into a stream of curses. I let my eyes drift over to her slowly and watched her pace the room. "Robin why didn't you tell me it was this bad! Damn it!"

"I didn't think about it before now…" I answered miserably.

Lissa pulled away and gave me a confused look. She exchanged a look between my tailor and myself. "Wait. You understood what she was saying?"

Levia's blue hair bounced forward as she jerked herself to a stop and turned to face me. Her eyes were wide with shock. My brow furrowed and my face probably was filled with major confusion. Yeah, I understood Levy. Wasn't she speaking the native tongue? Well, that's what I thought she was speaking in.

Letting my hands fall to my sides limply, I looked up. "If you weren't speaking Ylissian, what were you speaking?"

"I was speaking Plegian…" her voice was soft and shocked. Lissa's eyes went wide, as well as my own. Levia moved to sit on my bed. She looked like she was debating something.

"How… How would I know Plegian?"

"Wait! So when Robin gets frustrated and starts shouting in gibberish, it's actually Plegian?" Lissa's face lit up with understanding.

"Whoa… So, you're saying I've actually spoken in Plegian before?" I just stood there gaping at the two of them, shocked. This was interesting. And very confusing.

Lissa and I both turned our gaze over to Levia who looked like she was fumbling for words. Her eyelids slid closed and she sighed. "You might want to sit down."

"Why?" tilting my head, I studied her carefully. I didn't understand at the moment. Why would I need to sit down? I had a hard time putting the pieces together at first, but… What came next blew my mind.

"We grew up together." the words didn't truly sink in for a minute and the world around me started to sway as soon as they did. We grew up together? So, Levia knew me before I was found by Chrom? Wait. That means she knew my family! I had a family. We knew each other? We were friends? We had fun? I was normal? This…

This was very bad, if I had a family… what if they died? What if they hated me? What if I had been kicked out? What if I had a traumatizing past? What if… What if I had been rejected? What if…

My mind was swamped with questions bubbling in my head and the last thing I heard was a cry of my name. "Robin!"

"Robin… Hey, Robi… Wake up…" a soft voice came above me and I was rocked gently in a set of arms. The voice sounded a little desperate. But… It was gentle. And soothing…

I groaned softly and a pain rang through my body. My eyes flew open and I let out a cry of pain. Why did it hurt so bad? A pair of silver eyes met my own. "Thank Naga you're awake…"

"Shh! Don't let your father here you say that! You remember what he did last time!" a voice came from my right. I let my head move and what I saw was a younger version of Levia. She had short blue hair to just below her ears and her eyes were the same as ever. The only differences were her height and the head band she was wearing.

"Wh…Where am I?" a child-like voice came out of my mouth. But, it sounded as though it belonged to a young girl. Most likely the age of eleven or twelve. I was confused at that, but it occurred to me that this was probably a dream. So, I decided not to mention it.

"We're in Crystalwick Fields." the boy above me spoke. I finally got a good look at him this time. He looked a lot like me. His features were gentle, but he had sharp cheekbones and his hair was even a shade very similar to mine. Except, his hair was a little bit of a mint color.

"What happened?" my voice was soft and I was scooped up by him. He didn't look much older than fourteen. I could tell by the way he carried me that he was fit and healthy. I really was beginning to get curious about who he was.

"You fell out of a tree and landed on your leg." As soon as he said that, a wave of pain echoed through my leg and I groaned in agony. "Yeah. I warned you not to climb it. But you didn't listen. Mother's going to have a fit."

"Yes, your mother isn't going to be happy. And your father will be furious." Levia agreed with an irritated sigh. I noticed that she looked about as old as the mystery boy. Hm…

"Oh well." there was a blithe cheeriness to my voice, despite the pain I was in. And I realized that I wasn't in control of what I was saying. So, I was in my body, but, I was just watching.

The boy laughed and started to walk with Levia following close behind. "You always say that."

"And it always gets her in trouble too." Levy added, responsibility clear in her voice.

"Leeevvvvvyyyyy," I whined childishly. "You're too responsible… Act your own age!"

And then she went off on a spout in a different language. I reached up and pulled on the boy's sleeve. "What language is she speaking in?" I whispered, curiously.

He just grinned down at me and started speaking gibberish as well. I frowned and faked a pout, crossing my arms over my chest. "You're a meanie."

Sticking out his tongue, he relented and went back to speaking the language that we were speaking. "She's speaking Plegian. No one really speaks in it anymore. Only noble kids. Like us. I learned it, but I never use it unless I'm cursing. You should learn it too. Even though most people speak Ylissian."

"Why? Even when there's a war going on?"

"Well, the war is over now, so it doesn't really matter what you speak. But, most people speak it because during the war, they had to go to Ylisse to get supplies and the Ylissians wouldn't sell to people from Plegia. The could only really tell by their language."

"Isn't that a bit racist?"

He laughed and ruffled my hair. "Get some rest, kiddo. Might be best if you're asleep when we get home."

"I need her to wake up. If she's asleep any longer, who knows what might happen." a voice echoed above me. But, it didn't sound that clear, it sounded slurred to my ears.

I groaned and moved to rub my eyes. My eyes slid open and everything I saw had a double. "Why is there two of you?" I pointed up at Ricken who was standing above me.

He sighed and combed a hand through his hair. "I'd hate to do this Robin, but I need you conscious and aware of what's going around you."

"What are you talking about?"My words were jumbled and I couldn't move my head to see who else was here. I was cut off by something hitting my cheek.

Ricken slapped me. He slapped me. I jolted straight up as pain rang through my cheek and then our foreheads collided. Both of my hands went up to cradle my face. One on my forehead, the other on my cheek. My hands were extremely cold. It felt nice on my face. Especially where I was slapped. "Ow! What the hell was that for?"

The mage's hand went up to touch his forehead with a soft curse. "There's going to be a bump there in the morning… And, is it just me, or did you just speak in gibberish?"

I made a face of confusion and shook my head. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm speaking in Ylissian."

"What?" Ricken's face showed only confusion and he looked over to the left. I could tell he was getting irritated. "Did anyone else hear that? Or was it just me?"

"Hear what? I'm speaking in Ylissian!" I threw my hands out by my sides, starting to get frustrated. I groaned loudly and looked to the left to see who was sitting there. I couldn't make out who it was. I was still a little dizzy. All I saw was a blob of blue and brown. And peach. At the thought of peach, I could feel my stomach churn with a need for food. "I'm hungry. Anyone want to come get some food?"

I got off of the bed I was on and looked around. Where was I? It doesn't look like my room. But, then again, I was seeing correctly. I needed to get food in my system. I started to sway as I got out of bed and an arm moved to block me. "I don't think so. We need you to stay here until we figure out what's wrong with you."

Groaning loudly, I frowned. I was very unhappy. "I. Am. Going. To. Eat."

Ricken looked over at the other figure. "You heard that too right? I'm not just going crazy?"

"I heard it too. What is she speaking in though?" the voice sounded concerned and confused.

I threw my hands in the air. Then, an idea came to me. I pointed a finger at myself. "I. Am."

"I think she's trying to tell us something." I rolled my eyes. No duh. I repeated the motion. "You."

I held my hand out flat and used two fingers on my left hand. I made a walking motion with my hands. "Going."

Ricken put his fingers against his chin in thought. "Walking?" I shook my head. I redid the motion and paused to think. My face lit up. I got an idea! Holding up my hand in a stopping motion, I shook my head. "Not… Stop? Not stop… Go!"

I nodded vigorously and held up two fingers. "To." after that, I made a fist and moved my hand in a circular motion to my mouth. Like I was eating soup. "Eat."

"To… Eat?" Ricken guessed and I bobbed my head excited that he understood. "Ohhhh. You're going to go eat. Alright. That's fine." He reached into one of the pockets in his robe and pulled out something. "Here. Take this with your meal. It's a strength tonic. It should help you out."

I nodded and he continued. "Until then, just pretend like you have a sore throat. You don't want anybody thinking your crazy. Okay? And come back here when you're done."

Taking the tonic from his hand, I sighed and pocketed it. I sidestepped around him and walked out the door. So, everyone was going to think I'm crazy if I talked? Well, wasn't that a pleasant thought.

Maybe I would go to find Levy. She always knows how to cheer me up. I shook my head and put my hand against the wall to keep myself up. This was really strange. I hope I would be able to talk normally by tonight. I stopped and leaned against the wall for a moment. I was feeling really weak. I needed to go eat and take the tonight.

I looked around and realized I was lost. Frowning, I let out a soft curse. Normally, I paid more attention. I guess I was just too busy in my thoughts. Biting my lip, I looked around. Where was I anyways? I swear, I'd been living here for two years and I still don't know my way around the place. Well. I supposed I would have to spend more of my time exploring this place.

A gentle hand on my shoulder cut me off from my thoughts. I turned around slowly to face Olivia. "U-Um… Robin? A-Are you alright?"

I nodded and rubbed my throat, making a gesture that I wasn't going to talk. "Oh… I see. You have a sore throat?" I nodded again and she took my hand. "H-How about I make you some soup? An old friend taught me the recipe… She said it's good for your throat…"

Pulling a smile onto my face, I nodded and allowed Olivia to lead me through the castle and to the kitchens. I was curious as to how she knew her way around so well. She had only been here for about four months. I gave her interested look as she had me sit on the counter in the kitchens. I saw the reasoning in that, as to the fact that there was no chairs in the kitchens. And me being this weak…

I watched Olivia make the soup with a slight spring in her step. It looked like she was trying to keep from dancing. I laughed inwardly. She was a dancer and she loved doing it, so it was only natural that she would want to dance.

The door to the kitchens opened and Levia walked in. "Oh! Robin, you're awake. It's good to see you're up and about. I still need to help you get changed. The ball is in a few hours."

"Oh! It is? I completely forgot!" I exclaimed and slapped my forehead. Olivia released a startled gasp and I quickly covered my mouth. Whoops. I wasn't supposed to be talking.

My tailor's eyes were wide and then she regained her composure with a soft laugh. "That's why I thought I smelt Aster Soup. Because I did."

"Aster Soup?" I tilted my head at a ninety-degree angle and Levia nodded.

"Aster Soup is a Plegian soup. Its for healing one's throat." she explained. I glanced over at Olivia, I could tell she was listening in. I'm not sure if she could understand me or not.

Wait… "You can understand me?" I gasped, practically bouncing.

"Um, yes." she replied with a nod. "You're speaking Plegian."

"But I can't stop! And no one can understand me!" I groaned, throwing my hands out. "So, I had to pretend a sore throat so everyone didn't I was speaking gibberish. That's why Olivia's making Aster Soup."

"That does make sense. But, you can't stop speaking it… This has happened before, I believe. You speak it on instinct. You don't do it on purpose." our eyes locked and we held the connection. "There's something that triggers it. We haven't been able to figure it out, yet. But, it hasn't happened very often."

"Okay… So, how do I stop speaking it?" I frowned and decided not to point out the word we.

"It's really just a mental thing. So, take a deep breath." I did as instructed. "And focus on my pronunciation of the words I use as I sing. For some reason, singing helps you. A lot."

Closing my eyes, I took another deep breath and listened to her voice sing softly. I could also hear Olivia start to dance around the kitchen as she prepared the soup. Levy's voice felt like magic in my ears. It was hypnotically amazing.

"Once upon a broken heart… I was walking alone in the dark, looking for a way to start again. What I wouldn't give for a friend…" the words came out with such clarity that it was amazing. It felt so familiar… This buzzing feeling in my chest. I placed my hand on my heart. It was a gentle steady rhythm. Much like the one in the song. I took a deep breath. This song… was so familiar…

When Levy sang the next part, I knew that the song was in my past somehow. "There was no love in my life, there was no light in my eyes. All the tears that I had cried and cried, seemed like they'd never end…"

There was an unspoken pain in my friend's voice that made me hurt inside. It was a beautiful song… I wondered why it pained her to sing this to me. "And I~ never believed fairytales came true, but now I know that they really do. Now that I found you, now that I'm here with you. Just look at the sunshine, and you showed me a world…That I'd never seen. I woke up and fell into this ever after just took time. Once upon this broken heart of mine…"

When I heard the soft sound of tears blending in with her singing, I opened my eyes quickly. I hummed along and didn't even realize when I began to sing. "Long ago and far away…I could never dream of the day, that your love would come my way and stayAnd sweep me away and I~"

Levia's eyes lit up and she smiled at me. I remembered this song for some reason. It was puzzling. I loved it though… I had a feeling someone close would sing it to me often. Levia and I started to sing together. "Never believed fairytales came true, but now I know that they really do. Now that I found you, now that I'm here with you. Just look at the sunshine, and you showed me a world that I'd never seen. I woke up and fell into this dream. Happily ever after just took time. Once upon this broken heart of mine…"

A laugh bubbled out of my throat and I got off of the counter. I rushed over to hug Levy. We held each other close. I remembered something! It wasn't much… but it was still progress!

"This is the way a fairytale feels. This is the way I know it's real. 'Cause this is the way a broken heart heals~" the funny thing about this song is that it related to me a little bit. It made me extremely happy. "And I never believed fairytales came true, but now I know that they really do… Now that I found you, now that I'm here with you… Just look at the sunshine, and you~ Showed me a world that I'd never seen…"

The excitement echoed through our voices and around the whole kitchen. "I woke up and fell into this dream. Happily ever after just took time, Once upon this broken heart of mine…"

When we finished singing, we started laughing and squabbling about how excited we were that I remembered that song. It was positively amazing! I can't believe that I had actually remembered something! It felt soooo great to know that.

Soon, the soup was done and we all ate some, continuing to chatter. It was really going to be a great day today.

A/N: and that concludes chapter 6. It's actually one of the longest chapters I've done. I'm proud of myself. Annnnnyways, Why don't you guys leave me a review?