"Hello, O Exalt," spoke Robin to the incoming travelers, "Safe travels, I hope? I've heard many tales of Regna Ferox's rather treacherous terrain and even more vile bandits who lurk about."

"Nothing that my blade couldn't handle," replied Chrom gesturing to Falchion strapped to his belt. Chrom peered carefully at Robin. "I'm surprised that the King's Right Hand saw fit to come himself."

"But of course! We most show good faith in our commitment to keeping the peace between nations," said Robin jovially, "This joint military venture to represent the East-Khan Flavia shall help further uniting our two nations and once victory is settled then we shall have enough manpower to push the Risen out of our lands for the next few seasons."

Robin clapped his hands together. "Now, allow me to introduce to you my lovely wife and my best friend. Both of which serve pertinent roles in the Plegian military force and are no strangers to combat themselves."

"This is Tharja," said Robin introducing his wife. "She has birthed two lovely children for me and-"

Chrom stared and felt a shiver crawl up his spine upon gazing at the peculiar-looking banshee woman. Robin explained that she was the head of the magical research department and an expert in the darkest of magic. Chrom made a mental note to keep away from her in the battlefield. Gods, help him! He was so creeped out…

"And this is my second-in-command, Henry," continued Robin happily, entirely unaware of Chrom's inner horror. "His humor is a bit… crude, but he has a good heart. He's done well in researching the Risen while not called on duty."

Chrom tried not to wince as Henry held up a severed Risen arm and explained the pros of researching the undead to find weaknesses. He attempted to keep his voice check and politely nodded when the social cues were prompted. Chrom began to introduce his own small entourage.

"This is Frederick, my loyal and honorable knight," began Chrom, Frederick took a customary bow and Robin responded in kind. "And this is Stahl and Kellam, Kellam shall serve as our replacement should the need arise."

"Ah, interesting," said Robin before given the customary bows. "You've prepared well, O Exalt. I've heard that you now have a child, too? You have my congratulations. I've heard quite a many tales of your wife's beauty and her dancing abilities are well-known thanks to her theater performances across all the lands."

"Er, thank you, your words are most gracious, Tactician," said Chrom feeling put off. Chrom attempted to change tactics. "Tell me, do the rumors speak truly of Gangrel's…?"

"Hm? Oh, you've heard? I had hoped that it would be a surprise," said Robin smiling, "Why yes, Emmeryn has fulfilled her commitments and gave birth to Gangrel's first child! A most splendid occasion, indeed! I dare say, the boy is as strong as an ox and feisty too!"

"Yes," said Chrom sourly as he moved his face downward. He wouldn't show weakness or shame in front of this bastard. "A truly splendid occasion…"