As the group approached the capital, Rinkah and Kaze had been stuffed into one of the carriages, and Corrin rode on a horse, directly behind Xander.

The city gates creaked open, and the group slowly entered the City.

A loud wall of sound hit Corrin's ears. Cheering? They're cheering?

"THE PRINCE! PRINCE CORRIN HAS RETURNED!"

Petals rained down upon them. With how few flowers actually grew in Nohr, it was an extravagantly expensive expense.

Xander glanced over his shoulder, and smiled at his bewildered looking brother.

"It's all for you. The fact that your curse can be lifted now is the best news Nohr has had in a long, long time. Enjoy it, Little Prince."

"I've never seen so many people before…."

"Welcome back to the Capital."

The group carried on, until they reached the Royal Palace. King Garon IV stood at the top of the dual spiralled staircase.

Corrin dismounted, and made his way up the stairs.

Garon embraced him. "My Son. You return to me."

"I'm home, Father. At long last."

"At long last. The North did you good." Garon smiled. "You look every bit the warrior now."

Corrin slipped from the Kings embrace, and knelt before him. "How may I serve, My King?"

Garon smiled sadly at Corrin.

"Due to the curse, you never went on your glory quest." Garon sighed. "So, before I can allow you to visit the Rainbow Sage, you must go on one."

The crowd started shouting and booing.

"This is one of our oldest traditions!" Garon boomed. "Would you have me abandon it, simply because Corrin couldn't do it at the right age?! Corrin! Declare your quest to the people!"

Corrin stood on the top of the wide staircase, and cleared his throat.

"Friends! Do not be angry with the King. Aye, it is tedious that I must complete a quest after enduring a curse, but fret not! The curse has made me far more deadly! Hoshido will not stand a chance….and to prove my loyalty…I will sneak into Hoshido's capital and bring our lost Princess, Azura, back home! This I swear before the Dragon of Dusk!"

Not since Garon's own quest had Anya seen such elated cheering.

"Very well." Garon smiled. "Prince Corrin! As King of Nohr, I hereby charge you to bring Princess Azura back!"

Corrin nodded firmly, and following with tradition, replied that the correct response. "I accept this burden, My Father, My King."

Garon nodded, and with a sweeping gesture, ushered his family into the Palace.

Corrin smiled, keeping step with Garon. "I have a gift for you, father. Two, in fact."

Garon halted, and regarded him. "Oh?"

Corrin grinned darkly. "The heirs to two of Hoshido's greatest Allies."

The King's eyes widened with glee, and he let out a laugh.

"That's my boy!"

As expected, they imprisoned Azura the next day, albeit in her own quarters. Also as expected, Hinoka had been….less than happy when she had learned that Azura had known exactly where her beloved lost Brother had been all these years.

The blue haired girl sighed, and flopped down on her bed. It had been a long day. First Hinoka and yelled at her, then Ryoma ignored her, and finally, Takumi 'accidentally' nearly hit her with an arrow.

She heard the sound of her door opening and looked up, and stared at her Aunt, Ryoma was with her. Azura got off of her bed, and draped herself over a chair.

"….Dearest Aunt. How can I help?"

Mikoto shifted her weight uncomfortably. "We…wanted to discuss certain….things."

"Corrin."

Mikoto sighed. "Yes."

"Ask what you would."

Ryoma cleared his throat. "When did you meet him?"

"Four years ago."

"Why has it taken you so long to get him out of Nohr?"

"I could ask the same." Azura asked airily. "You've hardly acted to get him back. What's it been….fifteen years?"

Azura bit back a grin at look on Ryoma's face. "Yes, that was it. Fifteen years you've utterly failed to rescue your brother. Now, I have a question for you, Auntie."The title was mocking, and Mikoto knew it.

"What is it, Azura?"

"Who is his father?"

Mikoto blinked, and shook her head. "I cannot answer that."

"Then I cannot answer anything else."

"Azura, please understand-"

Azura vaulted herself off of the chair, and wandered back to her bed. "I'm not listening!"

Ryoma took a few steps forward. "Who is father is isn't important. You must tell us what we need to know."

" 'Who is his father?'. The answer to that is the price for my information.

"Ryoma. Please leave."

Ryoma glanced at Mikoto. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Ryoma sighed, and left the room. Mikoto only started talking after the door closed.

"...You know of 'The Legend of Two Dragons', yes?"

That night, Azura sent a Messenger Raven to both Gunter and Corrin.

The message was a mere three words, written in Azura's elegant hand:

'THIRD DRAGON EXISTS.'

Alrighty folks. Every few chapters I'll be putting in these 'Historical Logs'. It'll either be on a historical person, or event.

So, up first: King Alexander I

Approximately 800 years ago, in the western Edge of the massive Hoshidian Empire, a rebellion sprang up. Led by a young minor noble, Duke Alexander Nohr. Appalled by the decadence of the then Emperor, the Duke led an armed rebellion that soon grew in size. Over ten years, nearly the entire western half of the Empire, the 'Vassal Duchies' as opposed to the homeland, joined him.

The rebellion succeeded after the now famous 'Battle of Cheve', where Alexander smashed the Royal Army, sending Byakuya back the Emperors head.

He married a lowborn soldier, Calla. A great many romances have since been written about them.

He reigned as King of Nohr of thirty years, and was succeeded by King Garon I.