Chapter 18 That Farm Boy
Outside Regna Ferox
"Naomi, this is Donnel. He is one of my well trusted friends and has been my pair up partner since the war with Plegia. I'm sure you two will get along just fine."
Naomi cursed inwardly. This is not how she wanted things to go. She thought that she could have the opportunity to fight alongside her father on the front lines, but things weren't going as she planned.
"Nice ta meet'cha! I hope we can get along!" Naomi stared at the farm boy whose hand extended out to her. From the look of the blue tunic he wore and the shoulder shield on, Naomi pointed out that this man was a swordsman, but there were other things she was worried about. Who is this person exactly? He wasn't with the Shepherds in her future, so did he die sometime during the expedition with the Shepherds? Or did the Shepherds not meet him in her time? Is he a threat to her fa-
"N-Not much of a talker, are ya?" Donnel pointed out as he awkwardly retracted his unshaken hand. There were many question that the young dark mage had, but they were not important right now. The only important thing was keeping her father alive and making sure he was progressing with her mother; who she surprisingly found was still alive.
"I don't mean to be rude, Donnel, but I'm not here to get to know you better. I'm only teaming up with you because you and I lack a teammate on the field of battle. I would ask that you show me your skills, flaws and weaknesses so I may adjust to your style. Do you have a problem with that?" Naomi knew her tone sounded threating, but she didn't care. She didn't know exactly who this man was and he could be the one who Lucina said "betrayed Chrom" in the future, so he was on her suspicion list first.
"R-Right, my skills and all that." Donnel mumbled unenthusiastically.
Naomi nodded and looked to her father at the entrance of her tent. "Sir Matthew, I would like to use the training grounds to get to know his skills better. Is that alright?"
"Sure, people should be still setting up their tents, so no one should be there at the moment."
"Good." The young dark mage turned around to look at the farm boy. "Come on, Donnel. I want to get this evaluation over with as soon as possible."
"R-Right!"
Plegian Dessert
Naomi has come to the conclusion that the farm boy deserved a lot more credit than she was giving him. After a week in her company he had proved to be more skilled than he looked. On the Shepherds recent battle at Regna Ferox's shore against the Valmese invasion, even though they fought at the rear, he had made completely sure that no enemy got even a kilometer near her. He was indeed someone to be recognized, so how wasn't he mentioned in her future? Did he really die before the whole world went to ruin? How in the world had someone of his skill been killed? He could have easily been the best Shepherd around here, so what happened in her future that erased this man?
Those were certainly questions that were picking at her very soul, but that wasn't currently on her mind at the moment. What WAS on her mind was the fact that she had just completely embarrassed herself in front her father. Her bad habit to mindlessly go into something and leak information had struck again. Now she aimlessly walked around the camp, and, before she knew it, she was walking into the mess tent. There wasn't really anyone currently present in the tent, which was good. Supper wasn't due for another hour, but if anything could take her mind off of what just occurred, food would do just the trick.
Naomi walked over to the kitchen area of the tent where she could smell the mouthwatering smell of meat. Before she could get there however, she saw a smoking plate of steak sitting on the table closest to the kitchen area. Warm, juicy, ready…tender…steak… Naomi hadn't realized her legs moving on their own to the mouthwatering substance; she was now practically hovering over the thing with the look of a hungry predator. If she could growl at the plate, she definitely would have. The plate was practically calling to her and she had to use every fiber in her body to resist the hypnotic, tender steak in front of her, but she was failing. Against her will, her hand began reaching to the fork on the table. Before she could get even a centimeter closer, she grabbed her hand and scolded herself.
"Control yourself!" She scoffed. "No matter how hungry you are, I shouldn't steal someone else's food! Even if it's so…tender and…smoky…steak…Oh gods." The young dark mage found herself gazing at the piece of steak once more. Her entire body shook the longer she stared. She began to drool once more and she could no longer peel her eyes off of the meat. "J-Just one bite w-won't hurt." Naomi looked around to make sure the coast was clear. After confirming no one was around she let her hand do whatever it wanted and reached for the-
"Naomi, what are ya doin?"
"KYAAAAA!" Naomi yelped and jumped back in surprise, beginning to make rapid excuses. "I-I wasn't trying to steal it, I swear! I w-was only making sure no one stole it! I swear I never even touched it!"
"Whoa, calm down" The young dark mage finally looked up and to a smiling Donnel looking down at her. "I never accused ya fer anything." Naomi sighed in relief as she tried to calming her quick pacing beating heart. Her regular scold returned and she tried to act as if nothing happened.
"Am I to believe that this is your steak, Donnel?"
"Yep! Caught it myself this mornin when we crossed over to Plegia's domain!"
"Wait, you caught this?" Naomi asked, a little surprised.
"You darn toodin I did! I used the trap method my pa taught me when I was just a boy. And it's not steak, its boar meat."
"Interesting… Did you cook this yourself?"
"Psh, I wish!" Donnel explained. "I can't boil water without burnin it, so I asked Cordelia if she could roast this fer me. It came out perdy darn good if I do say so m'self!"
"I see…" Naomi began to become suspicion of the man as he continued to look at her with that same stupid grin on his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Donnel's smile widened and said, "It was nice seeing a more innocent side of you for once. Usually you show that same scold you give everyone else, but the way you looked at that steak made ya look perdier than ya already are!"
The young dark mage's face lit a bright pink from the farm boy's words. She closed her eyes while crossing her arms and looking away. "F-Flattering me will get you nowhere." She replied.
"I ain't flatterin, Naomi. I really meant it! You should smile more!" Naomi peaked back at the boy. Sure enough, he was still giving her that same goofy smile.
"You're honest, I'll give you that…wait. Were you watching me the whole time?" Naomi asked in a terrified tone.
Donnel rubbed the back of his neck and replied, "W-Well, I was gonna step in earlier, but it was rare ta see a new side of ya, so I watched from the tent exit." It would be impossible to compare a tomato to Naomi's face for the redness of a tomato couldn't rival the blush on her face. She was caught without her tough act on, and by someone she marked as a suspicious figure. What was he gonna do with this new information? That thought alone terrified her.
"Y-You don't haff ta worry 'bout me tellin anybody 'bout your other side, I swear! I'll keep it a se-uh, w-what are you doin with that knife."
"…The only way to make sure you never tell anyone about this is to erase you from this earth." She said with a monotone voice and soulless eyes. "I'm sure one good stab to the heart will fix everything."
Donnel slowly backed up from the woman that slowly walked up to him with the knife in hand. "P-Please think about this." Donnel stopped his pacing back as the sound of a moan coming from the girl in front of him. Much to his surprise, she stopped with him. There was another moan that came from the girl and Donnel confirmed that it was the young girl's stomach. She looked down to the ground sheepishly as yet another moan escaped her stomach. "Umm, Naomi? Would you like to share that steak with me?" The girl didn't answer verbally. Instead she slowly nodded her head and walked over to the opposite side of the table. Donnel joined and sat in the seat across from her at the round table.
The farm boy cut the steak in half and pushed the plate toward her. "The left will be my side and the right will be yours, is that alright?" Naomi nodded and took the fork the farm boy handed to her.
"Thanks…"
Aboard The Ship To Valm
A hot bath was always refreshing after a stressful day, especially when it had something to do with the young dark mage's parents. She wanted to tell him everything when he asked, but she couldn't for the sake of her parent's relationship. How was their relationship actually advancing? Were they getting along well? From the looks of it the young dark mage noted that her mother seemed to be avoiding her father lately. Why? She didn't know.
Then her other problem revolved around that farm boy. Things have never been the same since he found out about her real side. She no longer knew how to act around him. Whenever they were alone, there would be the usual pattern of awkward silence while he looked at her with that same goofy smile, followed by her retreating from the area. It's now come to the point that she avoids him completely. It wasn't that she disliked him, and her suspicion of him were still high, but getting any closer to him would be problematic; especially since she didn't want to make any friends while traveling with the Shepherds. The only one she could truly rely on at the moment was Lucina, who she met at Plegia's border. The blue head princess might have gotten closer to her father and mother, but the blonde still didn't have that chance.
"…"
"Naomi? Ya in here?" Naomi looked away from the boiling water she currently sat in and to the door of the room. The voice sounded far too familiar and was the last one she was expecting to hear at the moment. "Naomi, where are ya?! NAOMI! ARE AY HERE?! I HAVE SOMETHIN I NEED TA DISCUSS WITH YOU!"
What the-why is Donnel in the woman's bathing area? And why the hell is he getting closer?! Naomi quickly stood from her bath and looked around for her towel. "D-Donnel? J-Just give me a moment."
"What? Come in?"
THAT IS NOT WHAT I SAID! Her efforts to find her towel in the steam filled room was in vain as the door slowly slid open and she the farm boy walked in. She did the only thing she could do; try to use her arms to cover up as much as possible.
"Gosh, it's so much steam in here. What were ya do-"
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"Gya! What are ya screamin fo-" Donnel's eyes widened as his they saw a clear view of the woman before him covering herself with her arms. A blush appeared on his face as he took two subtle steps back. "Y-You were-this is-I didn't mean-"
"Donnel," The blonde started as her face twisted into a full state of rage. "Instead of staring like a dumbfounded idiot, WHY DON'T YOU WAIT OUTSIDE LIKE I TOLD YOU TO!" Donnel's face turned even redder as he took more steps back as the menacing look on the girls face was piercing through him.
"Oh Gods! I swear this was accident! I really didn't mean to-"
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT!"
"R-Right! Out! That way! Right away!"
…
Naomi was pissed. The farm boy had went from her suspicion list, to her hit list. Once she finally found her towel, she dried herself off and quickly threw on black nightgown. Without even retrieving the rest of her cloths, she stormed out of the room and outside to where the farm boy paced back and forward. He froze when she stood before him with that same menacing look she gave him when she left. "Alright you yellow-bellied pervert. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't torch you right here, right now?"
Naomi's threat got to the farm boy, even though she didn't really have the ability at the time since she left her tome in her quarters. "P-Please forgive me! I swear I didn't mean ta catct'cha like that!"
"That's such a lame excuse! What kind of idiot barges into the women's wash room!" Naomi barked while crossing her arms and tapping her foot against the ground.
"I-It's the only excuse I got!" The farm boy exclaimed. The look on his face told the young dark mage that he was telling the truth…or at least he was quite convincing. She let out a annoyed breath before looking back to the apologetic, messy haired boy in front of her.
"…Fine, I'll believe you. Now what was so damn important that you needed to tell me?"
Donnel let out a breath of relief and replied, "I wanted to talk to ya about the battle tactics Matthew spoke 'bout in the meeting today. I didn't quite understand everything."
Naomi slowly began to relax. "Oh, if you are talking about that, then he meant for us to be the main point of distraction. I am to distract the enemy with my dark magic, while you protect my front."
"Ah, that's what I thought he meant, but it didn't hurt ta be sure." Donnel laughed.
"Was that all?" Naomi asked.
"Ah, yes. That was what I needed…SO, I'll be leavin now!"
"Alright, have a nice night, Donnel." Naomi smiled back, completely forgetting everything that recently occurred.
"Oh, and Im seriously sorry, Naomi. I really didn't mean ta catch ya like that."
"It's fine. Water under the bridge." Naomi said with a nonchalant voice. Before the farm turned to walk away, something about the young dark mage caught his eye. Naomi thought he was looking at something on her body and she was about to lash out at him, but he spoke before she could. "Those brands." He mumbled.
"Wha?" Naomi asked with raised brows.
"Those brands on yer hands."
The look that came across Naomi face made the Donnel feel like he had brought up something totally regrettable. The Exalted mark of Naga that the farm boy always saw on Chrom's shoulder was quite suspicious, but he didn't know anything about the glowing purple one on her right. So why was the young dark mage trying to cover it with such a look of horror on her face.
She couldn't breathe; she was far too scared to. All she could do was slowly back away from the farm boy.
No...oh no no No NO! She had been found out. Someone saw the brands on her hand. Donnel saw who she really was. He saw the mark. He saw the mark. He saw the-
"Naomi? Are you okay?" The voice snapped her out of her trance and she reflexed by backing up and tripping over her own feet. She didn't even feel the pain of her shaking body hitting the ground. All she could do was look up to the man that found her secret.
Donnel showed a concerned face and tried to rush over to her, but on instinct she yelled at him. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" Donnel did what he was told. He wanted to go up to the young girl on the ground who crawl backwards in fear, but her terrified face kept him at a distance.
Move, body. Naomi order herself, but for the first time in her life, fear overtook her movements. Move damn it! I…I'll die if I don't! Please move!
"Naomi, yer actin weird. Does it have somethin ta do with those marks?"
"…ot…mleal."
"Huh?" Donnel raised an eyebrow.
"I'm not…Grimean…I swear…I'm not." The poor girl shook furiously as she rubbed her hand and looked to the ground as if she was remembering a dark memory. "I swear I'm not Grimlean… Please…someone believe me."
Donnel knew about the Grimleal. He knew about the horrible things they did to praise their dark lord Grima. He heard stories and many rumors, but what did Naomi have to do with any of that? Did it have something to do with the mark on her hand that she tried so desperately to cover? Donnel didn't know the answers to the questions, but here was one thing he knew for sure. He didn't want to see the young dark mage in such a terrified state anymore. He slowly walked over to the girl that didn't seem to notice his presence anymore and bent down to her. He squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away; fearing that she was about to be struck, but the hit never came. Instead, the farm boy put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and her fear seemed to fade away as she opened her eyes and looked at the farm boys beaming smile. "It's alright, Naomi. I'm not gonna hurt'cha. I swear."
"Y-You're not? B…But you saw it, didn't you? The brand on my hand?"
"Yes, I saw, but from the looks of it, that thing seems to terrify ya. So I won't ask about it if ya don't want to talk about it."
The two shared a short moment of silence before Naomi spoke. "I swear that I'm not Grimlean! Please believe me!" She exclaimed.
"Don't ya go worryin 'bout that. I believe that yer not one of 'em." Life seemed to come back to the young dark mage and her shaking stopped completely.
"…I came from the future with Lucina." Naomi confessed, which shocked Donnel, but he didn't speak up. Instead, he sat next to her on the ground and waited for the girl to continue. "Back in my future, no one would believe me when they saw my brand. As you can tell by looking at the brand on my left hand, I'm apart of the royal family. People around me treated me differently when I started learning dark magic, and they treated me like a killer when they saw the brand on my hand. When I turned 12, me and my sister were chased out of Ylisse by people who either feared us, or tried to kill us… and it was the same no matter where we went. People either feared us because of my brand, or because me and Aunt Tharja used dark magic…which is why I reacted how I when you saw my brand. If not for Lucina finding us when we lost Tharja, then I wouldn't be here right now."
"…I'm sorry that all happened to ya, Naomi."
Naomi finally showed a smile. "You don't have to apologize, Donnel. It was nothing you could do about it even if you were there." Naomi pulled her legs to her chest a peered at the wooden canvas of the ship. "My past still scares me till this day, and I don't know if I will ever get past it."
"Don't ya go worryin 'bout the past, Naomi." Donnel reassured and put a hand on her shoulder. "I have no doubt that everyone here will treat ya like family no matter what's on yer hand or in your blood. You may act cold sometimes and have a scornful glare, but I've had the pleasure to know your pure side as well! If ya ever need something, no matter if it's a shoulder to cry on, or someone ta talk 'bout yer problem, I will always be available!"
Naomi was surprised at how fast the farm boy was able to diminish her worries and fears. It was like being under a powerful spell, but oddly enough, she didn't want to break it. "Thanks Donnel…I really appreciate it."
Donnel gave her a toothy grin. "No problem!"
Shore of Valm
"Wow, that sure was a shocker hearin you were Emmeryn and Matthew's child! I always thought you were Lissa's child!" Donnel laughed.
"What made you come to that conclusion?" Naomi asked with a raised brow.
"Well, ya both have the same hair color, ya both are tomboyish, and you two are 'bout the same heig-YEOWCH!" The farm boy rubbed his sore arm where the young dark mage pinched him. "W-What was that for?"
"Nothing, my hand just slipped." Naomi smirked as they walked further into the town.
"…Yer a terrible liar, Naomi." Donnel pointed out while letting out a light chuckle.
"And you're a rude farm boy, Donny." Naomi retorted and playfully nudged him in the arm. The pair walked down the street of Valm's shore, casually talking about random subjects. The Shepherds had successfully taken Valm's shore and the people of the town seemed to welcome them. Some could barely speak Ylissean, which made it hard for Naomi, but she was generally have fun walking with the farm boy at her side.
"I've been meaning to ask ya, Naomi. What made ya grow yer hair out like that? It's really an uncommon one these days."
Naomi looked away from Donnel and gave a reminiscing look to the cobblestone ground. "I actually did this so my father wouldn't mistake me for my sister. We are twins and he would always mistake me for her, so I decided to grow my hair out longer than her so he could tell the difference. I tried many different styles till I finally came to this one. My father told me that he liked like this one since it shows I have a wild and creative heart, so I keep it up in remembrance of him."
"Woah, I didn't know it had such a deep meaning to it. I think it's darn cute that you did that for your father!"
"…Haven't I told you before that flattery won't work on me?"
"And haven't I told ya before that I'm not flatterin ya?"
Naomi rolled her eyes playfully. "Whatever… Hey, you have some cream on your cheek from that crepe earlier." Donnel raised an eye brow and reached up to his cheek to find the expected cream the young dark mage pointed out. He was completely caught off guard when the girl reached up and swiped said cream off his cheek and into her mouth.
She let out a blissful hum while smiling wide. "Delicious!"
If the blush on the farm boy's face could intensify, it definitely would have.
Day After Matthew and Emmeryn's Wedding
Naomi stopped and took a deep breath. The past month has been nothing but one big cluster of emotions and problems. From the near death experience of her father, to finally finding her lost twin sister, Morgan, oddly enough everything seemed to calm down. She felt a lot happier than she did when she first join the Shepherds. The girl that only cared about getting her mother and father together was no more. That coldhearted girl was no more; because she has found someone she can lean on. "Donnel? You in here?"
Naomi pushed back the flap to the tent and entered. Said person was standing in the middle of the tent putting on his gloves. His face lit to a smile once he saw the dark mage and waved. "Hey there, Naomi. Do ya need somethin?"
"Nothing really, just wanted to talk to you for a minute."
"Really? What did'cha want ta talk 'bout?"
"W-Well," The young dark mage shuffled her feet and looked away. "I'm going to be teaming up with my sister from now on, so we will no longer be able to fight on the battlefield anymore."
"Oh yeah, Matthew talked about that. Do ya not want ta team up wit her?" Donnel asked.
"N-No, that's not it…" Naomi looked back to the farm boy who looked confused. A smile appeared on her face as she spoke, "I want to thank you for everything. From keeping my secret, to putting up with me till the end, you were always so nice to me. I even suspected you as a murderer of Chrom, but I now know that there's nothing impure in your heart. So, thank you, Donny."
Donnel smiled and replied, "Woah, I didn't know I've done so much in yer life. It makes me happy!" The two shared a short moment of gazing at each other before Donnel noticed something. "Naomi, what are ya holdin behind yer back?"
Naomi gave a playful smirk as she replied, "Something good."
Donnel raised an eyebrow. "Somethin good? Do ya mine tellin me what somethin good is?"
"If you can guess what it is, then I may just let you have it~." Said Naomi with a bit of vibrato in her voice and winking at the confused farm boy. Donnel massaged his chin as he closed his eyes in thought. It had to be something that could easily be held with two hands and small enough to hide behind her back, so that knocked some answers out. But...there was still too many answers. Donnel opened his eyes and looked to the smiling girl before him.
"Is it a plant of some kind?" Much to his disappointment, the young dark Mage shook her head. "Hmmm...Is it money?"
Naomi giggled. "Try thinking of something that would make you happy."
"Make me happy?...food?" He knew his answer was wrong from the way the young dark mage playfully rolled her eyes.
"Donny, hold out your hands."
"Hold out ma hands?" Donnel looked down to his masculine palms before putting them together and holding them out in a bowl shape. "Ya mean like dis?"
Naomi nodded. "Now close your eyes, and don't open them until I say you can open them." Donnel seemed hesitant at first, but sighed and did what he was told.
"Okay they're closed. Now what?" Naomi didn't answer him, which actually put him on edge. "N-Naomi?" Donnel slightly jumped when two pair of soft, warm hands were played in his. Then his eyes shot open when the young dark mage's pressed her lips against his. The farm boy didn't move, nor did he blink. He couldn't even get out a breath of air. He just froze in a blissful awe as the blonde woman did not part her lips from his. This went on for a full 30 seconds before the young dark mage pulled away and she looked into the blushing farm boy's eyes.
"In your hands, you hold my trust, my heart, and my love." Naomi gripped Donnel's hands as she gazed at his baffled face. "There can be no one else but you that I want to spend the rest of my life with. I can be childish at times, and I may even say hurtful things, but you have snuck into my heart like a thief at midnight. If you are willing to have me, then I want to ask: will you marry me?"
For a full minute, Donnel didn't reply, to be honest, it worried the young dark mage. Her worry was replaced with confusion as black haired boy let out a chortle. "U-Usually it'd be the man's duty ta propose, y'know."
Naomi face lit up like a rose. "Oh my gods! I'm SO sorry! W-We can start over if you want!"
"Ah, y'dont haff ta do that, Naomi. I'm happier than a hen layin her first egg that you want ta be with someone like me!"
"Don't belittle yourself, Donny. You are an amazing man and you should be proud of that fact."
"Thanks, Naomi." Donnel smiled and pulled her hands up to his chest. "I love ya. I don't reckon I could live without'cha! Let's you an' me be travel this world hand n hand!"
Naomi's smiled brightened and laced her fingers together with Donnel's. "I'd love that, Donny."
Present
"...What..."
Naomi looked to her father with a determined expression. She knew this day was coming, and she prepared for it. No matter what her father had to say about their relationship, she was determined to make him accept it. "Yes, Father. I have decided that I want to spend the rest of my life with Donny, and I want you to accept that." Matthew looked away from his daughter and at the farm boy who couldn't seem to keep eye contact with him. "Please don't be mad at Donny." Naomi pleaded. "He has done nothing wrong.
"Oh, what could I possibly be mad about, sweet-heart?" Matthew asked while a fake smile that mirrored Henry's creeped onto his face. "Donnel is JUST one of my closest FRIENDS who just so happen to go after my DAUGHTER. What in Gods' name should I be mad about? If anything, I'm generally happy that you chose such a great guy like Donny and not some good for nothing. Really, I'm happy for the two of you!"
"The way you are speaking doesn't match the way you look." Naomi stated.
Matthew, with the same soulless smile, replied, "Don't worry about that. My mind is in a state of shock, but my body feels generally happy for you. Did you know that smiles are used to express someone's happiness? If we didn't have smiles, then the world would be quite an angry place. I smile because I am not angry. I smile because my future daughter will be with my FRIEND. Did you know that FRIENDS are always there when you need them? Donnel, as a FRIEND, I give you my blessings to marry my daughter. Is that okay, FRIEND?"
Donnel didn't know exactly how to respond to that. It was like taking a test, but knowing you'll fail no matter how many days you are given to study. "I-I don't know how ta answer that, Matthew, but all I can say is that I promise not ta her yer daughter! I swear on my sword!"
"That's good to hear." Said Matthew. "So, tell me, how far have you two gotten in this relationship…Have you done that alrea-"
"O-Of course not, Father!" Naomi exclaimed with a bright blush on her face. "We've barely just kissed the other day and he's only seen me naked once, but we haven't-" Naomi immediately swung her hand over her mouth, but it was too late.
The farm boy could literally hear something snap in the blonde's father's head. He didn't move an inch, but his eye seemed to twitch every few seconds that passed. Without saying a word the tactician slowly stood from his chair and resurfaced his fake smile while putting a hand on his sword. "Congratulations, Donnel. It would seem that we have no more room left in this army to keep an extra Shepherd, so by default, your life has officially been forfeited."
Donnel released his hold on the young dark mage and took desperate steps backwards and out of the tent. "Now hold on, I swear I can explain!"
"You can explain when I've severed your head from your body."
Donnel continued to back away until he tripped over his feet and he hit the dirt ground hard. The tactician hovered over him while pointing his sword at his throat. Everyone who passed by stopped when they saw what was going on. Emmeryn and Morgan sat to the side and watched the horrific scene, while others mirrored the two blondes shocked state. Meanwhile, Donnel's pleading words came to his throat, but seemed to come out as nothing but gibberish. "P-Plea-I don nev-spare thee-"
"It looks like you've forgotten how to speak proper Ylissean, but don't worry. A sword sounds the same in every language."
"Father stop!" Naomi commanded, which turned her father around 180 degrees. "I told you to stop! I don't care if you are my real father or Naga herself! If you don't accept our relationship, then I will never forgive you for as long as you live!"
That surely got her father right where it hurt. He didn't seem to show any emotion on his face nor did he pay attention to the farm boy who was close to tasting his sword. His attention was on his raging daughter's face. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, the tactician sighed in defeat. "…Fine, I'll accept you guy's relationship." Matthew sheathed his sword and looked down to the farm boy who seemed to found his air again. "Sorry about that, Donnel. My inner parent came out on you."
Despite the situation he was just in, the farm boy was able to actually laugh at his friends comment. "Ya sure had me scared there, Matthew. A few more seconds and I might have wet myself." Matthew laughed before while reaching out to help the farm by onto his feet. Once up, Matthew looked into the farm boys eyes with a serious expression.
"She's been through a lot, so take care of her."
"You can count on me, sir!" Donnel saluted.
"…And if you call me "father-in-law", those will be your last words."
"N-Noted, sir." Donnel replied nervously. A smile appeared on the tactician's face as he playfully smacked the farm boy on the shoulder.
"Then welcome to the family!"
Thursday update! I've always wanted to upload this idea from the many ideas I had stored in my list of ideas, and it's finally out! DONNEL AND NAOMI IS CANNON!... I never in my life thought I would say that (and will probably be my last :P ) Anyways, guaranteed chapter Sunday, so look forward to it! I was gonna originally just do a double chapter on Sunday by releasing this one and the other on that day, but I know, like me, people want stuff NOW. So I used my Thursday check date to upload this. Yay you, right?!
Goodralisk: Dude, you have no idea how hard you made me laugh when your review appeared in my mailbox xD. Let's just say that you reviewed and very perfect circumstances, lol.
Allen Vth: *Puts Thoron on the table* Now, what did you say again? Lol. That would have been something I would have enjoyed putting in there especially since I kinda struggled with the ending of this chapter. That would have actually given me more ideas….crap. NOW I WANT TO USE THAT! ARGH!
Zash101: Thanks for the birthday wishs! ^_^
Yuki2311: Actually, the class I finished the game with was the tactician class on lunatic plus (which took freakin weeks to farm and get my players up so they wouldn't be affected by counter). The swordmaster class was the class I had last before switching to tactician class and the skills I had equipped was Astra, Ignis, Pavis, Lifetaker and Limit Breaker (Limit breaker is pretty much a necessity when playing Lunatic plus). As far as the hair color goes I had orange hair and my avatar was named Shane. As for who I married, I actually married Lissa; simply because I thought it would fit well with the story and pairings. I didn't marry Emmeryn until Lunatic mode and on my first playthrough I married Tharja because…..who wouldn't want to marry her?
As for what skills he has in this story, to not make him a God, I only gave him two; those two being Astra and Aegis. Astra he learned as a starting swordsman, which is why Morgan was also able to perform this, and Aegis is a skill he learned when he still yet knew magic. Though these skills won't be actually be show casted until later chapters, but they are important and awesome skills none the less!
Sugouxxx: I really hate to say this, but Gangrel will sadly not have a child in this story x( . In the children's time line he is killed along with Emmeryn ( though his child could come from another time line like Morgan), so I didn't realy give him a wife at the time. (Slight spoiler) Not saying that he won't find someone later on in the chapter, but he sadly will not have a future child. Sorry!
THE CREATOR: I sadly don't plan on having anymore OC children x( . As for Roy Einhenjar, never really thought about those. I never really used them in the game, so I didn't plan to put them in the story. But who knows. My brain may trial off to Einhenjar in the future. ^_^
Whelp, as always, thanks for the reviews, favs and follows and hope to see you next time!