A/N: REC17: Thank you, I love to spread the feels. Maybe I will, later~it'll be a surprise.:)

ThreeRainyDays: oh. My gosh. I've been a lurker forever but I never thought I would have one?! I guess I should address that...hello lurkers! *waves* thank you so much for your complements of my writing~(btw my secret is not having a life..also I am pretty fast at typing, I guess:p) oneshots are about all I can write, so I'm glad people think I do them well! And man,do I know what you mean about those OTPs. Just look at this story, it's all over the place. And it doesn't even make a dent in my list. I planned to get to miriel x vaike someday! I'll get to work on that now, and I'm very excited to read yours!

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NotSoGreatGamerGirl: yes. Angst is life...ok it's more likely death considering this chapter...hehe.

So I was playing through FE for like the twentieth time, on my way to marry Tiki, and I came across this ship from trying to get all the supports...and I fell in love. Ahh sorry so much angst.

Warning: description of battle, and character death.

eulogy

GregorxOlivia

The die was cast, their future set. All that remained was death.

Their first battle together, they'd slain an evil madman. Now, in their last, they would be killed by one. The forces overwhelmed them, though Robin had done her best, this was finally one fight they could not win.

The remaining shepherds, scarred and weary, were the last line of defense between the Risen and Castle Ylisse. They were determined to protect their children to the very last breath.

Near the end of their ranks, a tall, proud man crossed his arms over his chest and stared out across the battlefield.

"Do not be with the worrying. Gregor will give life to keep his lovely wife living."

Beside him, his wife shivered, clutching the hilt of her sword tighter. Despite her fear, she too stood tall, her expression set.

"O-of course," she whispered. "I would die for you as well."

Gregor turned to face her, and wrapped his calloused hand around her chin. He said nothing, because up ahead, battle had been met. The air was filled with screams. Anything they attempted to say would be swallowed by the evil in the air.

The emotion in his eyes conveyed enough. Olivia knew, without him saying, that he loved her, no matter what horrors had yet to meet them.

It was as if the world consisted of them alone, standing in the midst of chaos. Olivia wrapped her fingers around his arm, and gave him a grim smile.

You were my everything, she conveyed to him.

I loved you, immeasurably.

His face lit up, and she knew he understood.

Then, the horrors were on them. Gregor shoved Olivia away from him, taking the brunt of a blow that crippled his left arm. The dancer retaliated swiftly, locking swords with the enemy. It's glowing eyes were inches from hers. Behind her, Gregor didn't even bother to attempt patching up his wound. He stabbed his sword through the enemy, and it disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Olivia's lips suddenly parted in a scream that tore her throat, but was muted by the din all around them. Her wide-eyed gaze fixed on Gregor's middle. He looked down, and only then noticed the tip of the steel sword that had pierced his body.

With a heavy sigh, he let his body fall. Olivia ran over just as he hit the ground, and killed the risen behind him with an embittered cry.

She collapsed to the ground and pulled him over so he faced up, toward the black sky, where he was amazed that the stars somehow still shone.

Be happy, he wanted to tell her. I loved to see you smile.

He was amazed to hear her reply. I loved that you made me smile. I wanted to spend my days with you, just laughing at your silly jokes.

With the last measures of his strength, he lifted his hand. Olivia wrapped both of hers around it. He wanted to tell her to flee, to make sure their son was safe, but it wasn't worth the effort. She would refuse.

Olivia sobbed over her husband's body, and when the risen found her, she gave up without a fight. Her last breath taken, she slumped over on Gregor's chest, still holding his hand.

Robin was the one to discover them, much later. She was brokenhearted over the loss of her dearest friend, but demanded that she be the one to deliver the news to Inigo, along with Olivia's ring. The young boy had been indescribably broken.

It wasn't long after that the remaining shepherds fell. That Robin lost herself to the fell dragon. That Lucina took her father's place as exalt. That the children were forced to grow up too fast, and were thrown into a world without love.