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Robin stared at her ceiling in a daze as she laid in bed. She could hardly keep herself from smiling and she felt so bubbly. Sitting up, she thumbed the gift and smiled stupidly. The alcohol must still be still in her system. She couldn't help herselfーthe date was so fun! After Frederick picked them up, the three of them stopped in town to look at the vendors out for the night market. Frederick needed to grab a couple items for the royal guard, so that left Robin and Chrom alone together.
They browsed while chatting all the while. She didn't buy anything while they were there, but she hadn't noticed that Chrom had. When they arrived back at the castle, Chrom had gifted her the item. It was a flower wreath, but in the middle hung a bookmark that was decorated with asters and white clovers pressed into it.
"Robin," Chrom looked nervous and he couldn't stop fidgeting. "I-I was wondering if you would like to go…to th-the Harvest Ball with me."
Clutching the wreath, Robin could only nod in excitement. The two of them smiled awkwardly at each other before she finally had given Chrom a quick thank you and hurried back to her room. She hoped he hadn't seen her flushed cheeks.
She admired her bookmark, holding up against the light. Looking at these flowers, she knew exactly what they meant. Love, devotion, and protection. He wants her to think of him and to take care of herself. He couldn't tell her himself and so, he conveyed his words in the language of flowers.
She thought back to how their friendship had grown within the last past months. He was the leader and a prince to the kingdom, so leadership would come naturally. His charisma showers through sun and rain; she knows how many people joined his cause. He's naive at times, but his bravery shines through the most.
She didn't seem to think much of him at first. It seemed that she was thrusted into this war, but war can do that to people. She focused on the best solutions and did her part. With what had happened last time, she couldn't afford to mess up. The army felt disconnected with each other. She knew she was accepted, but she couldn't help but feel as if the people were wary of her. Chrom didn't hesitate on welcoming her. He shared his meals, traded blows, and even his laughs with her.
He thought of her the entire time.
And now the date is over. She fell back into her head and replayed the moments in her head. It felt like a dream. She could only imagine what could happen next-
She frowned. How dare her thoughts get ahead of her! Bad Robin! Smashing her pillow to her head, she groaned and screamed into it and kicked her legs in excitement. She couldn't help it. Taking some deep breaths, she flopped on her back and stared at her ceiling once again. She felt restless and giddy. The day replayed over and over in her head. Her adrenaline was kicking in with the alcohol and she couldn't contain herself any longer.
She got up and threw on her coat before stepping out of her room, resolve and certainty in her eyes.
Lucina was awoken to a loud knocking on her door. Slowly getting up, she noticed that her body was sore. Her neck ached as she had fallen asleep reading a book, her head tilted to the side too far. The knocking was getting more frequent, turning into a pounding. Tucking her bookmark into her book, she threw on a shawl, grabbed Falchion, and made her way to the door. She had a feeling she knew who it was, but she had to be careful.
She peered through her window, trying to not make her presence known. The glimpse of white made her feel more at ease. Cracking the door open, she saw her mother standing in front of the door. The two made eye contact and Robin let out a sigh of relief.
"Cina, honey, I need to talk to you."
Lucina swung the door wide to let her mother in, the woman striding right in and began to pace in the small kitchen of the house.
"Is something wrong?" Lucina was beginning to become nervous with how Robin was acting. She knew her mother and her mannerisms to know that something was going on in her head. The faint smell of alcohol wafted by her. Lucina was surprised that she was drinking, but this was the past. People are allowed to have fun.
"You might want to sit for this." Robin did not sit, but she stood over the table as she glared at the holes in her fruit basket.
Lucina did what she was told and waited patiently for Robin to speak, placing Falchion in her lap. It was quite some time before Robin gathered the courage to tell her what was happening.
"I think I'm in love with Chrom."
Lucina felt her eyes widen, but she kept her composure. It was happening. Her heart was beating hard against her ribs. She didn't want to give away her knowledge, that was why she never said a thing about her father and Robin's husband. She couldn't tell her that she was from the future and that the world was about to fall to despair.
Not yet anyway.
Her hands gripped Falchion as she watched her mother with calculating eyes.
"I wanted to tell you this, because you are my daughter and I want to hear what your thoughts are. I know I may have moved on from your father, but that's the problem. I don't remember him! What if he doesn't remember me? It would be for the best, but if he does remember me and comes back for us? Chrom would find out and he would have us exiled for eternity! Who would want to be with a woman who has had a child? I could-"
"Mother."
Robin stopped her rambling and unceremoniously seated herself in a chair. Her head was in her hands and she had a look of uncertainty on her face.
"I know, forgive me. I'm not in the right mindset."
Lucina reached out to hold on to Robin's hands. "It's alright, but…I think I should probably tell you now. Father…is no longer with us."
Lucina knew that it was a lie, but it was also the truth. Her own father was killed by the hands of Grima, but that was in the future. The younger Chrom stood alive and well, but unwed. She needed to keep appearances to make sure that the future wasn't changed too much.
"I know that he's gone, but it's ok. If you want to pursue C-Chrom, you can. I don't mind at all." Lucina felt a little awkward by saying her fathers name, but she needed to keep the act up.
Robin sat in her chair, most likely thinking hard about her decision. She would always do that when Lucina was younger. She could keep a cool head when it comes to tactics, but solving common problems was a challenge. Once when they were children, the two of them had an art project due for their tutor. Robin said she would help, but she lacked in the creative and art department. She tried drawing a cow, but it turned out to look like a giant centipede with spots. Father had proudly displayed it up in his office, along with Lucina's painted field and Morgan's charcoal drawing of their family.
"Cina, are you sure it's ok? Will you be ok?" Robin looked at her so intently and Lucina could see that she was genuinely concerned about her well-being.
"Of course," Lucina squeezed her hand. "As long as I have you, I'll be alright."
The two sat in silence for a while longer before Lucina spoke again.
"Mother, I need to tell you something."
"Yes, of course. What is it, darling?"
Lucina steeled herself before looking into her eyes. She would have never done this before, but with her mask split in two, she needed to find a solution to hide her eye. She was lucky to have found a spell that concealed any appearance and with the help of the local apothecary, she made them into eye drops. She made enough for the next year and used them sparingly, but she needed them when her mother visited.
"I will be traveling for a while, so I will be leaving in three weeks time."
Robin studied her face before squeezing her hands again.
"Do you know where your destination will be?"
"Not at the moment, I plan to meet up with some friends in the next continent."
"Have you written to them? Do you know where they are?"
"No. We all lost contact when Plegia attacked Ylisse."
The room was silent.
"Are you ready? Do you have everything you need?"
"Not yet." Lucina smiled at Robin. "I'm leaving in three weeks, Mother. I'm not leaving now."
Robin pressed her lips into a thin line and then sighed.
"I'm sorry. You told me, but here I am worrying about it." She looked back into Lucina's eyes. The shined with the unshed tears pooling around her eyes. "I trust you. We have been apart for so long and we've only reunited. You probably know more about the land than I do with the traveling you've done."
The two chatted for a little longer before Robin set out to go back to Ylisstol. Robin gave Lucina a tight hug before she left, promising she would visit before Lucina left. As she watched Robin's retreating form, Lucina thought to herself for a bit as well.
There was so much that needed to be done. The past has been touched by the future, but briefly. Lucina knows that her friends are helping her and that their deeds can be seen, even from the capitol.
What worries Lucina the most is the present. That man she had met before had the same name as her mother, but they looked exactly alike. To her knowledge, Lucina knew her mother had no kin; siblings or parents. With the destruction of the world in the future, it could be possible that if she had a long lost brother, he would turn her over to Grima and his followers.
Another concern is the woman she confronted on the battlefield during Gangrel's reign. She was most likely a spy, but she looked different. Her attire was not of any of the neighboring countries that she recognized and her face: Her face looked familiar, but she couldn't place who she was. And her eyesー looked almost like her mothers. Cold, demonic, and hungry for power. She saw that the spy had made an escape with Aversa, the king's most helpful advisor.
She sighed and placed Falchion by her bedside. There was so much she needed to do to protect the world. Curling up underneath her blankets, she allowed herself to be pulled into sleep and dreamt.
What does she need to do next?
The days flew by at an accelerating pace that scared Robin. She kept busy with work around the castle, training, and being around the people. She would bump into Chrom from time to time, but the two of them were as awkward as ever when they talked.
Lissa would always nudge the both of them when they would see each other, but to no avail. The two of them wouldn't even budge at the pointed looks and faces. They were perfectly content with going at their own pace.
Love was in the air as Robin could see many couples getting together. It made her feel a little irritated as she was also swayed by these feelings. But alas, there was no cure to this lovesick heart.
She had received an invitation from Cordelia and Gaius to their wedding and every member of the shepherds were buzzing with excitement. Chrom and his sisters had tried to help and give them a venue for the wedding, but the knight and thief turned down their gracious offer. They had decided to marry on the outskirts of town where they had planned their home to be built.
They were holding it a couple of days before the Harvest Festival and Robin could feel her anxiety growing more each day. She would need formal attire to attend both parties, but at the moment, she seemed swamped with commissioned work from the royals and their advisors.
"Robiin~!" Lissa sang, skipping through her office door. "Some of the girls and I are going out to the boutique. Wanna come with?"
The gods above had heard her prayers and sent an angel to save her.
Robin looked up from her map. "Boutique? You mean, the clothes shop in town?"
"Duh, what else would I be talking about?" Lissa jumped and sat on her desk, the sudden movement bumped her small scale figures and toppled them dead. "I need a new dress for the wedding."
"To be honest, I've never been." Robin chuckled, swooping them up and placing them in a silk bag. It might be time to do so, she thought to herself. "Alright, let's go. I'll just clean up real quick."
Lissa squealed with delight and scampered off to, where Robin could only assume, the rest of the ladies. Robin smiled and quickly placed the map away for later. The days were becoming shorter and shorter and the chill from the north was coming in.
It was warm in the castle and barracks, but it was chilly outside. Robin quickly grabbed a sweater in her room and threw it on, before grabbing her purple coat as well. She found the women by the stables, standing close together. There were only 5 of them there, she noted, Morgan, Panne, Miriel, Sully, Tharja, and Anna were missing. She deducted that they either already had outfits ready or didn't care for them.
"Robin, over here!" Nowi was jumping up and down, waving her arms to get her attention.
She smiled and waved back, picking up her pace as she got closer.
"We almost left without you," Maribelle tugged at her peacoat and shuddered at the wind. "Thank goodness that you made it here in time.
The group of six made it down to the village square, where Lissa and Marible led them to the boutique. The town was bustling with preparations for the festival. Stalls were being put up and the town center was being cleared away for a public dance.
Once they entered the boutique, the staff greeted them and helped them find what every woman was looking for. They instructed them to meet behind a curtained wall after they were done to choose the style and accessories.
It was mainly empty to Robin's surprise, save for the group themselves. When she asked Lissa, Lissa had told her that Maribelle used her status to buy out the boutique for the day. Robin felt a ball of different emotions go through her mind. She was happy to be exclusively here alone with her friends, but she felt guilty for taking others' chances and time away. She'll have to thank Maribelle later.
She browsed the fabrics mindlessly, touching the ones she thought were the ones she liked best. She would ask the assistant to give her a sample cloth and hold onto it for later. Robin felt drawn to the darker shades of cloth than the pastel colors that the other ladies were looking at.
When all of the ladies were done choosing their fabrics, they were brought a book to look at all the newest designs. They chose their dresses for the ball first. Nowi and Lissa chose dresses that were shorter, above the ankle type, but brighter dresses. The rest 3 ladies chose simpler, longer types. Maribelle chose to have a more dignified dress as her father, the Duke of Themis, was to appear that night as well.
Robin couldn't pick from all of the options that they had. They were all beautiful and extravagant, but none of them really screamed out to her.
"Milady?"
Robin, startled at the name, looked up to see a woman staring at her.
"O-oh, you don't have to call me that," Robin laughed nervously, face heating up in embarrassment. "Just Miss or Robin is fine."
"Alright, Miss." The woman tested out the name hesitantly. "I wanted to inform you that your dress has already been drawn out for you."
"Pardon me, but when?" Robin was handed another book that held different designs, but these ones were more to her liking. She couldn't think why there were dresses designed specifically just for her. She barely even shopped here!
"I was told to keep the identity a secret, Miss." The assistant pointed to a small letter that was written at the top of the page. "But there is a hint to this secret."
C. She felt her face grow hot and her heart began to beat out of her chest. Of course it was. She smiled and browsed the designs with care.
She decided on one of the options, handing over the colored fabrics as well. She also asked to put in a special request. Another seamstress came over to discuss that process. After both women were satisfied, the seamstress led her over to another room.
Here, the women were choosing accessories and their second dress that they came for. Most of them were renting dresses as some of them only had enough saved for the ball. Lissa emerged from a room, wearing a sundress, suited with a bonnet.
"What do you think?" She twirled around and batted her eyelashes at Robin.
"Isn't it a little chilly to be wearing a sundress?" Robin laughed.
"Yes, but Cordelia promised a warm wedding. I'm going to hold that to her, but if it does get colder, I'll throw on some warm stockings and a coat. That way, I'll still look cute, but fashionable."
Robin shook her head playfully at her and moved to the design book, where Sumia was flipping between two different designs.
"Oooh, I just can't decide…" Sumia mumbled, a worried expression showing on her face. "I wish I brought flowers…"
"Sumia?" Robin sidled up next to the woman, tapping her on the arm.
"Eep! Oh, sorry Robin. I shouldn't hog the book to myself."
"No, it's quite alright. Are you done deciding?"
"No…" Sumia sighed a long breath of air. "It's hard to decide when I like two dresses. I usually have my flower fortunes help me, but I'm sure the store's manager wouldn't want me to have flower petals everywhere."
Robin giggled and took a look at the dresses she was looking at. They were both beautiful and she was sure that Sumia would look lovely with both. She thought for a moment and then came up with an idea.
"Then, why don't you do that with the dresses?"
Sumia looked at her quizzically. "How would I do that? Would I need to rip the pages out of the book?"
"No, silly." Robin laughed. She put her finger down on one page and then began to tap between the two pages rhythmically. "If you do this with a rhyme, you'll eventually get an answer. That way you don't have to rip anything out or when you don't have your flowers to help!"
"Oh! I see, thank you Robin!"
Within a matter of seconds, Sumia had her dress picked out and she hurried off to the clerk to help her get it. Robin took over the book and skimmed through it. They were simpler designs and seemed to have any style for the season. She remembered Cordelia had said that it didn't matter if they wore their armor or formal dresses to the wedding, but no one wanted to do that.
After calling an assistant, she chose a simple empire waist and chose one that suited her. The rest of the ladies were waiting in the drawing room for her when she was done. A pile of boxes were already stacked by the door, ready to be worn for the wedding.
Nowi was dancing around the room in her brand new dress, Olivia clapping for her.
"Robin! What do you think?"
"You look beautiful, like a real noble." Robin noticed her pink ribbon was coming undone and stopped her to help her fix it.
"You know, sometimes you act like a mother." Nowi blurted. "It's almost like you ARE one!"
Robin smiled and chuckled to herself. If only they knew she had a secret daughter just a few miles away from town, but Cina asked to keep quiet about it.
"Well, with how you act and with Morgan to look after, some of us need to act like it." Robin chided playfully. She tightened the bow one last time for good measure. "There you go, all fixed."
"What, I do NOT act like a kid!" Nowi turned to pout at her.
Robin gave her a pointed look, both smiling at their antics. She shooed Nowi off to the dressing room to change into her regular clothes and went to sit for some tea before they left. Robin chatted with Maribelle till they had to go, thanking her for the opportunity of that day out. Maribelle had patted her hands and said it was a good one to do.
The time after the day out was spent by preparing for the ball and wedding as well.
The day before the wedding, all of the men and ladies spent time with the bride and groom (respectively) for a small party. To Robin, it felt more like a sleepover as they gossiped and played games. Everyone had already heard about the date she went with Chrom and was pestered endlessly about it. To change the topic, she leaned in close to Lissa and asked her about her love life. This set the woman in a flurry of excited screams and questions.
This was Robin's first wedding and she enjoyed it very much. It was a peaceful ceremony. The weather was a perfect blend of warm during the day and cold during the night. As she had watched them exchange their vows, she couldn't help but think if this would happen to her when she married. She stole a glance at Chrom, who sat in the front row with Lissa and Emmeryn. She sat right behind him, but it felt like he was far away. The crown prince with a commoner like her? Unbelievable to think about.
The reception came into full swing and the bride and groom stayed to visit with friends and receive gifts. Robin gave them their gift, congratulating and hugging Cordelia before Chrom stepped in beside her to shake Gaius's hand.
"Congratulations you two."
"Thanks Blue. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have met the love of my life." Gaius smacked Chrom on his arm.
The four of them laughed and a new wave replaced the two of them. Leaving them alone. Together. Robin felt a bit awkward but she cleared her throat and turned to Chrom.
"Shall we go look at the refreshments? I heard that Sumia made her famous crowberry cake." She looked at his arm. Maybe he wouldn't mind if she took him over there. She slowly put her arm in the nook of his arm and tried her best to smile.
"U-uh, of course! I hear it tastes heavenly!"
She felt his arm tense up and the two of them made their way over to the table that was laid out with an assortment of food and drinks. They each grabbed their own plate and gathered what they could before seating themselves on one of the available benches.
The mood was silent between them and they opted on watching the people as they ate. Robin fiddled with her cup. She knew she had to say something to Chrom, but it felt awkward not knowing what to say. She had hardly seen him after the date as they were both busy with their own matters, but now she got to see him again and she didn;t even know what to say!
"...Robin?"
"Huh? Yes?!" Robin mentally slapped herself. She sounded a bit too eager.
"Um…how are you?"
Chrom looked every bit of awkward and Robin could see that his hair was wild again from combing his hands through it.
"I'm doing well, thank you. How about yourself?"
"I have been well as well. I mean-not that it's not good, it's just well enough-What I mean is-!"
Robin couldn't help but start laughing. Her stomach hurt from how hard she was laughing. He was so silly and charming in his own way.
"Forgive me," She gasped. "It's just that…that was too funny!"
Chrom joined in her giggle fest and seemed to be more visibly relaxed as he watched her. She calmed herself by downing the rest of her drink and sighed when she finished it.
"I don't know why I was so nervous." Robin confessed. "I guess I just didn't know how to act when I see you sometimes."
"I don't see why you need to act differently." Chrom frowned. "Just be yourself. As you can see, I'm already doing a fine job of it already."
"Haha, yes I can!" She laughed.
After that, it was easier to talk to him about anything and everything. She asked him about the dress from the boutique (He thought he was being clever, but he was found out anyway), about Morgan (She spends the day with Emmeryn mostly), and how his dancing was (not as atrocious, but only, if a little, better than last time they danced).
The reception ended in a country dance. Robin thoroughly enjoyed dancing to the lively tunes. She was to be paired up in a line and dance between one and another person. Chrom opted to stay on the sidelines as he said he was very bad at country dances ("I would only step on your toes and maybe more!"), to which Robin laughed. She paired up with Donnel, who to her surprise was very good at this style.
As she weaved between the two lines of people, she caught Chrom's eye. He was laughing gaily, clapping his hands to the beat of the song. When his eyes met hers, his smile grew and his clapping became louder. Through that one moment of connection, Robin felt a surge of energy and her steps became bouncier and lighter.
The song ended with the wedded couple dancing down the aisle in front of everyone and after that, the reception was over.
A couple days have gone by and the Harvest Festival came on in full swing. People were bustling among the streets. The empty vendors and stalls she had seen the last time she was here were now stocked to the brim with people and food and merchandise.
Stepping to the side of the busy road, she carefully entered the Boutique once again and said hello to the woman at the front.
"I'm here to drop off this dress I had borrowed and pick up a dress I had made here." Robin felt awkward as she stared at the clerk. The clerk asked for her name and proceeded to take the box Robin had brought and, at the same time, pull out a hefty list from behind the counter.
Once she had found her name, she excused herself and went to grab the item. Robin wandered the store to kill time as she waited. It was comfortably quiet in the store and there were a few customers browsing as well.
The door chimed and a young woman approached the clerks desk, her head swiveling from side to side. Robin could only assume that she was looking for the said-clerk.
"She's grabbing an order," Robin stepped in beside her, giving her an apologetic smile. "If you're looking for the clerk."
"Oh, pardon me." The woman stepped back a couple feet and also shot back a smile. "I didn't mean to step ahead of you."
"It's quite alright. I'm just waiting for her as well."
The two of them stepped away from the counter and Robin browsed the store once again. Robin fiddled with a ribbon from the rack that hung down from the ceiling, pulling down a teal colored one and examining it.
"If I may," the woman pulled down a dark purple ribbon and held it up against her hair. "This one suits you more. It compliments your coat and hair."
"Oh, thank you." Robin eyed the woman and grabbed a white ribbon accented with pink fringes. "This one would suit you as well. Your hair is beautiful, something like this should accent your beauty as well."
Against the white ribbon, the woman's strawberry hair seemed glowing and lustrous. Her plain village outfit didn't do her justice and Robin was reminded of how the war affected numerous people.
"Here you are Miss," The clerk returned with a different colored box wrapped with twine. "If you would, please inspect the dress to your liking."
Robin thanked the clerk and lifted the lid to look at the dress. Everything looked to be in place and the stitching was very well done. She lifted the folds of the dress to check for the pocket she had asked for. She hadn't told anyone else, but she requested a pocket to be made for her tome. Robin knew she had to trust the knights present, but if her gut told her something, she listened to it.
"Why, Miss Anthy," The clerk's voice had raised several notches, startling Robin. "I wasn't expecting you for days! Are you here to pick up your dress? How have you been?"
"Hello to you as well, Martha." The woman, Anthy, laughed at Martha's excitement. "I've been well. My sister and I are shopping during the festival. I'm glad I could see you before I left."
"Did Clarice treat you well when you gave her your dress? I know that girl can be so lazy at times."
"Of course she did!"
Robin slowly placed the lid back on the box and tied the twine back into place. She didn't want to interrupt the conversation, but she had to get back in time to help the royal advisors before dinner.
Patiently, she waited for the two women to be done. Thankfully, Martha had seen her and waved her over as they kept talking.
"Sorry about that love," Martha exchanged a paper receipt to Robin. She would have to give this to Emmeryn or Chrom when she got back. "We just get to chattin' before the day's over!"
"It's alright, I don't mind." Robin hefted the box in her arms and made her way over to the door. "I appreciate the time you took to make the dress as well."
"Oh, before you go!" Anthy came over and handed over a small paper envelope. "The ribbon, in exchange for helping me find my own."
Robin stared at her, her feet frozen to the ground. "I couldn't possibly take your generous offer."
"O-oh then…"
Anthy looked dejected, unsure of what to do with the ribbon.
Robin squirmed inside her coat and reluctantly grabbed the envelope. Her hand tingled and itched, just slightly and unnoticed by Robin. "...but I guess I can, this once."
Anthy's face lit once more and she followed Robin out as she left. The two waved each other good-bye before they couldn't see each other anymore.
Anthy's hand dropped and she made her way into the store again. Martha had her own box sitting on the counter.
"Here you are, my dear." Martha's smile was kind and genuine. "Better make the most of it for tomorrow."
"Yes..." Anthy felt herself grow sleepy and within a moment, her demeanor changed.
Martha watched as 'Anthy's' amber eyes closed and then once again opened to reveal red glowing ones instead.
"My lordー" She bowed against the counter, deeply.
"Rise, child." Her voice was smooth as silk and Martha could only feel the praise from her lord. "There are others present. I commend you for your service to me. This one shall not go unseen."
"Thank you, my lord."
The box was swiped from the counter and in a moment, the woman was gone.
Robin sat herself down with an exhausted sigh. After coming back from the boutique, the council had an emergency meeting, which left her with only a small window of time to see the royal advisors. Virion and Cherche were being received at Ferox's port. She never would have thought that he was a Duke, but here she was.
Virion was to be a guest at the ball, alongside the other countries' leaders. Ermmeryn had invited one as a gesture of goodwill and peace between them. Robin had drawn a secure route for each leader and had to personally choose who would receive each one.
In the end, she had extended the time for the advisors and barely missed dinner before whisking away into the library to ensure that the border patrol quota was met and that each person had arrived. She had received a hawk or crow from almost all of the shepherds that were out on patrol. She was just missing the one from Nowi and Miriel.
The two were to receive the prince and princess of Chon'sin and Tiki, the divine dragon. The two are respectively close to each other, so Robin allowed them to travel together. Miriel is usually diligent in sending a bird to Robin, but it seems to be running late.
Robin began to worry, but she knew it was her nerves talking. She sank in her chair and picked at the remnants of her food. The ball was a week away and she felt stressed out. She barely gets enough sleep nowadays, eats enough or at all, and her head has been buzzing with all of the excitement of the ball. Lissa must be crying with the amount of stress she has to endure.
"Robin?"
Looking up, Robin met eyes with Frederick. His usual metal attire retired with the war, now replaced with a simple shirt and tie to match. Maribelle was rightーHe does look like a steward.
"Good evening Frederick." She greeted him with a small smile.
Robin scanned the table she was working at and winced at the mess she had made. Papers were strewn everywhere, her ink and quill placed haphazardly, and in the corner was some crow droppings. She sighed and began to clean up her mess.
"You must excuse the mess," She shuffled some papers into a stack, addressing Frederick. "It's been a busy day."
"No need to clean on my account. My aversion to you has ceased greatly. Instead, let me help you tidy up a bit."
"Oh, uh, thank you…?"
The two cleaned in silence. Frederick made a quick clean with the droppings and even made sure to wipe away any stray ink droplets. Within minutes, the table was organized and ready for Robin to continue to work.
"Phew…thank you Frederick. I don't know how you cleaned so fast, but it feels great to see the table again."
Robin chuckled at her attempt at a joke and saw a movement in the corner of her eye. A hawk sat perched on a nearby window. She hurried over and opened the window, letting the bird in. She grabbed the contents that were bound to its leg and read it as fast as she could.
She let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding. Nowi was with the divine dragon and had met up with Miriel at Valm Harbor to depart for Port Ferox.
"Thank Gods." Robin breathed out, sinking in her chair.
"Robin, are you alright?" Frederick released the hawk back outside and closed the window. "You seem unwell."
"I'm fine now. I was worried Miriel and Nowi didn't send out a hawk and make it back in time. The ball is days away and they will be the last to arrive. I hope the leaders won't be too upset. They're due to meet in four days' time, but the prince and princess of Chon'sin, and the divine dragon won't arrive until the day OF the meeting."
Robin ran a hand through her hair, her fingers getting stuck between her tightly wound braid and pigtails.
"Ah, I see now." Frederick approached Robin with a cup of tea, placing it on the table in front of her. "You have been overworking yourself."
"Huh? What, no! I've been busy doing my duties in helping everyone. I don't want to seem lazy or be idle while everyone is working and helping."
"It is easy to think that, but you must make peace with yourself Robin." Frederick seemed to be working non-stop as he spoke to her. Suddenly, a teapot had appeared, along with snacks and another empty cup beside them. "We all have noticed how you have been absent from meals and holing yourself in the council room or the library. Your attire says the most about you, you looked as if you were a disheveled beggar! You must take some time to relax before the leaders come and the ball."
Robin stared open-mouthed at Frederick. He talked and moved with such speed that she didn't even see that her work was moved to a desk. The table was now set as if she was having a mid-evening snack.
But what was important was that he was right. She sighed and began to undo her hair and shrug off her coat as well.
"You're right. I've been so stressed about the ball that I had forgotten to take care of myself. Why, you put it so eloquently too, Frederick!" She laughed. "Thank you. I can see why Emmeryn and Chrom hold you to such great esteem."
"All in a day's work Robin. Now, if you'll excuse me, you will need some alone time with them."
"Who…?"
Frederick left and returned with Emmeryn and Chrom in tow. Robin stood as fast as she could and stared at the three of them.
"...oh. OH! I didn't expect…Frederick, why didn't you…Hello!"
She didn't expect any company to be with her and when she looked so awful as well! What had Frederick said, she looked like a beggar? Now, she can see that he's right! Robin felt her face grow hot with embarrassment. She blamed Chrom who was smiling like an idiot at her.
"It's a pleasure to see you again as well, Robin." Emmeryn giggled and stood behind a chair next to her. "May we sit with you?"
"Of course!" Robin gestured to the chair Emmeryn was already sitting down in. "I apologize. Had I known that you would be here, I would have looked more presentable."
"You look like you do any other day, so it's no worries." Chrom had butt in, sitting himself to her right. Robin and Emmeryn stared at him with both wild looks and a feisty glare. Surprisingly, the glare was from Emmeryn this time. "I-I mean, you don't look bad! You just look-!"
"What," Emmeryn cut him off, before he could say anything else. "Chrom means to say that you look lovely."
Robin smiled softly at Emmeryn before sneaking a look towards Chrom. His face was flushed pink and he was pouring tea for himself, adding in some honey before drinking it.
The rest of the night contained information on duty details for the ball and each leader and the whereabouts of descendants of Chon'sin and the divine dragon.
"I had just received a hawk from Miriel and Nowi," Robin passed the message to Chrom first, who then passed it to Emmeryn. "I suspect they should be here within four days time."
"But that's the day the advisors and leaders come together to meet." Chrom said.
"I know, but with how far they have traveled," Robin ran her hand through her hair again. "It's the shortest amount of time they have."
"I'm sure we can arrange Cordelia to have some pegasus knights to go out and meet them at Arena Ferox. That way, we can have them two days earlier with the last three well-rested."
"Well-said Chrom!" Emmeryn clapped her hands together. "I was just about to recommend that as well. I'll put out a word as soon as I reach my office."
"Your Grace if I may," Frederick appeared out of the dark. "Cordelia is enjoying her honeymoon at the moment, but Sumia is acting as Pegasus Knights captain while she is away. I can send word to her, if you'd like."
"Oh, yes. Thank you Frederick." Emmeryn placed her hand on her cheek. "Forgive me, my mind is traveling due to fatigue. Would you send word now, Frederick?"
"As you wish, Your Grace." Frederick bowed before he left.
After the door was fully shut, Emmeryn leaned forward and smiled.
"They are together, am I correct?"
"Oh yeah."
"Absolutely."
The three of them laughed at the known secret, before moving on. Robin thought it was nice to gossip every now and then, but a meeting was a meeting.
"Now then," Robin drew up a map of the castle and its grounds. "I hear the divine dragon is particular with where she sleeps, so I suggest she sleep near the barracks. It would be a way where some of us can keep an eye on her and she can sleep near the outside."
"Very astute of you Robin." Emmeryn scanned the palace grounds, before throwing a playful smile at both Robin and Chrom. "Did you know, our family is great friends to the Divine Dragon?"
"I'm sorry, what?!" Robin stared at her slack-jawed.
"Yeah, why didn't you ever tell me?" Chrom was just as surprised as Robin. "I'm part of the family too."
"I'm sorry, Chrom." Emmeryn laughed, grabbing Chrom's hand. "It's been a sensitive subject within the palace and you probably don't remember her very well.
"We all know the stories of the First Exalt felling the Fell Dragon, Grima. The Divine Dragon, Tiki, was the daughter of Naga. She helped the First Exalt and was great friends with him as well. As the years went by, Tiki remained good friends with the Exalted family, even becoming an advisor to our most recent kings. It was when our father, did our beloved dragon leave the ties of our family. I'm sure you heard of our Tyranny of a Father, he waged war against Plegia for a reason no one will understand. He started to act mad a short while after our Mother passed. Some believe that he went mad for the sake of his wife, others believe that he was a Naga extremist and wanted the Grimeal gone, but no one can say for sure. Not even I know.
"Tiki cut ties and had gone into a deep slumber, feeling guilty of what had become. Ten years after our Fathers death, I had received news from our beloved Aunt. I had known her for a short period of my life, since the age of 5. She was close to my mother and was an Aunt to Chrom and I. When our mother died of bringing Lissa into this world, Tiki had taken care of us. She could only hold onto us for a short time, before she left.
"I had sent a hawk as soon as I could after I rose into succession. It only took her ten years later to give me a reply. We kept in contact for the past five. I have been receiving aid and word from her for some time. I cannot express how happy I am for her to return home."
Emmeryn wiped the tears from her eyes, smiling through it all.
Robin gently placed her hands on top of Chroms', squeezing tightly to show her support. The three of them held hands until it was time to retire. Emmeryn was escorted by her handmaiden and once again, it was Chrom and Robin left alone together.
As they both cleaned what they could, Robin stole glances at him. His attire was different than usual, his blue tunic gone and this time he wore a darker button up shirt.
"Are you ready for the ball, Chrom?" Robin tore her eyes away from his figure and busied herself with the maps and papers she had.
"I hope so." He chuckled. "If not, then all those dancing lessons would be for nothing."
"Do you really think you're a poor dancer?" Robin studied her shoes. "It seems to be an easy thing."
"With the amount of women who complain about their bruised and swollen toes says anything, then yes. Once, when I was younger, I had stepped on a noble girls foot so hard that her toe started bleeding! You can only imagine how horrified I was to see her being carried away with blood coming from her shoe!"
The two of them laughed at the shared story. She could only imagine how a young boy would look at the sight of blood. After the two cleaned up as much as they could, they left the library.
"Here, let me." Chrom took some books and papers from her arms. "I'll walk you to your room. It must be a burden to carry so much around."
She laughed. "This is hardly any burden. I can't imagine what you and your siblings are put through. Being a royal sounds like a lot of work."
"Hmm, I guess you're right. At times, it feels like my opinion isn't of value, but they still want it. Peace is always hard to keep as well. If it wasn't for my sister, I fear I would have turned out like my father."
"..." Silence fell between the two. She wanted to ask, but didn't have the courage to know what to say. Robin rubbed a piece of stray paper between her fingers. "...What were they like, your parents?"
Chrom's mouth fell into a thin line. She couldn't tell if he was frowning. Anxiety crept in and she berated herself in her head. She had only heard stories through textbooks and scripts about his family, but hearing it was different. Emmeryn talked about it with hesitant ease, but Chrom looked uncomfortable when speaking about it.
"It's not all happy stories, are you sure you want to hear?" Chrom looked at her, a worried look on his face. Robin locked eyes with him and nodded, seeing a hint of sadness within the color. He gave her a faint smile and let out a breath.
"I barely can remember my mother now, but I do know that she was kind and loving to all. The father I knew in my memory loved his family with all his being. He would bring Emm and I to council, on walks around the border, and played games with us whenever he could.
"I don't remember when our father stopped coming to see us. He seemed different after our mother passed. I was never told what took her, but father had said that it was Plegia's fault. He left for his campaign right after Lissa's birth and I never saw him again. It truly was dark times back then, but I remember it all. I don't blame Tiki for leaving when she did. I know most people would do the same."
"Such an experience would change anyone." Robin said automatically, the words coming out before she knew it. "It must have been so hard..."
Chrom's steps faltered and he stared at her as if she grew another head. It was only for a moment though, he resumed back in step with her as they reached her room.
"This is where I leave you," Chrom bowed to her. "Milady."
She swatted him in the arm with a scroll of paper. "Quit that, or I think I might just step on your toes," She replied with a deep curtsey. "Sire."
Chrom chuckled at that and bid her goodnight. As he left, Robin stared at his back until he was out of sight. A sigh escaped her lips and with that, she turned to bed.
Four days have passed since Robin's meet-up with the royals. Nowi and Miriel had made it home earlier with the help of the pegasus knights and the last three leaders were finally here.
It was an emotional meeting between Emmeryn and Tiki. The two shared an embrace and a few words before Chrom and Lissa were introduced. Tiki instantly recognized them, commenting on how much they've grown and a quick hug. It was a short-lived reunion as Tiki was tired and moved to her chambers to sleep for the next two days. Robin didn't get to see or talk to her as she didn't want to disturb her peace.
The heirs to Chon'sin had made their presence known, greeting the Exalt and her family. Prince Yen'fay was acting on behalf of their parents with Princess Say'ri as his advisor and guest as well. Robin introduced herself and let them know that she would be their guide for the time they stayed. She escorted them to their designated rooms and told them to call for a maid or for her if they needed anything.
Robin had gotten to know the prince and princess well during their stay. They were reserved people and their expressions were done calmly. But while the two were alone, Robin noticed how much the siblings loved each other. Yen'fay doted on his little sister while also being firm when needed. It was heart-warming to watch.
While giving them a tour, Yen'fay had asked her to drop the formalities. He did not feel comfortable with the title unless it was necessary. The princess had also asked as well. Robin agreed. She noticed that not all royalty wanted to have the stuffy titles and wanted to act like normal people.
She also learned about Chon'sin's culture and way of life. She had asked questions on the different climate and the way they speak. She thought she would have offended them, but Say'ri was eager to teach Robin.
During their free time, Robin and Say'ri would talk about Chon'sin for hours. It was an interesting subject to her as Chon'sin sounded like a fairy-tale land to Robin. Pink trees blooming with flowers and skies that were so blue, the water mirrored the hue. Say'ri even brewed Robin a cup of Chon'sin-style tea. It was so bitter that Robin almost spat it out, causing the siblings to laugh at her fit.
The meeting with the leaders commenced two days later. Robin wasn't planning on attending, but Chrom insisted that she come with to listen in. She and Chrom were to sit in on the meeting while taking notes and have a say in some things, but only when asked. Emmeryn did warn her that anything she said can hold her accountable and that some might not listen to what she had to say.
She had sat through the whole meeting, listening to each leader say their piece and what each could do to strengthen their countries. Tiki would be on stand-by to help with peace and the people of the neighboring countries. She had helped so many people already in Chon'sin and Valm, she said she would like to help Feroxi and Ylisse as well. Robin saw she made no move for Plegia, but reminded herself that they worship The Fell Dragon and not Naga herself.
Robin noted that the king of Valm was not present, instead an advisor was present. They had their own notes to look at and made a quipet every now and then. They looked like a porky man and wore make-up and jewels on their fingers, but Robin did not judge people by their biology. Only their actions and words held true meaning to her.
What bothered her the most was the new king regnant of Plegia, Validar. He would stare at her every now and then, before jumping back into the conversation. She tried to avoid his gaze and go back to writing on her parchment paper, trying to focus on the meeting in front of her.
But he would stare longer and harder at her. At one point she thought her hair would start on fire from how hard he stared. She discreetly whispered to Chrom about it and told him to meet her by Emmeryn's office when they were done. He not-so-subtly glared at Validar and agreed.
Once the meeting was over, Robin escorted Yen'fay and Say'ri back to their rooms and tried not to rush over to Emmeryn's office. When she knocked, she was greeted face-to-face with Validar.
"Pardon me, milord." Robin bowed and moved to the side to let him out.
"No worries, I was just heading out." His voice sounded airy and twisted, like a snake. He stopped before her and looked her up and down. "I heard your name was Robin, is that right?"
"Yes, milord." She suddenly felt small in her coat.
"It's strange," He seemed to be analyzing her. He started to walk around her and came to a stop directly behind. "You feel very familiar. I don't know you, do I?"
"I don't think so, milord. I have no recollection of my past."
"Hmm...The heart still sleeps, but the blood runs through it." He had mumbled past her ear. Robin felt her blood go cold. She could feel him staring at her from behind, her skin crawling with goosebumps.
"Forgive me, but I thought you might have looked similar to my wife and child. It must be a trick of the eye. I apologize for my behavior. I bid you a goodnight."
"...yes, goodnight."
She listened to his footsteps fade away and waited a long time before turning Emmeryn's door handle and scurrying in. The aroma of jasmine and honey filled her senses and she turned to see the said Exalt was waiting inside with Lissa and Chrom. He was standing close to the door, his hand on the pommel of Falchion.
"There you are, we were getting worried." Chrom raised an arm to check outside the door, before closing it firmly. "Did you run into King Validar?"
Robin nodded, her fear making her temporarily mute. She shuffled her way to a seat by the fireplace and sunk into it as the fear slowly washed away. It was so alarming to her that she might have found family, but she didn't think she would find out like this. But he could be wrong. There could be many people who look like her. Hell, she could find a body double and they would be mistaken as sisters.
"Robin, are you alright?" Emm asked gently. She poured her a cup of steaming tea and handed it to her.
"You look like you've seen a ghost." Lissa chirped.
"Maybe I am a ghost." Robin whispered.
"What?"
Robin looked up towards the trio. She hoped that they couldn't see the fear in her eyes. "He said I looked like his family. I don't remember who I am or where I came from, does that mean I might be?"
"That couldn't be true." Emmeryn shook her head. "Validar had made his appearance with his wife and newborn child when he was crowned king. I had my ministers attend his coronation."
"You don't know your family either," Lissa looked at her with sympathy and frustration. "So if you were family, he would have been really happy to see you, but he totally wasn't."
"And if it was true," Chrom took her hand gently. "Would you go back? You are your own person before any man's child. What do you want?"
Robin sat there, a hot cup of tea in one hand and Chrom's warm hand in the other. If she was somehow related to Validar, what would that mean to her? A relative; a guiding hand to someone she used to be; her friend's past enemy who wanted to hurt them.
"If," Robin used her words carefully. "I was related to him. I would acknowledge it, but I could never go back. I have made a life for myself here and could never abandon the people who know me. This is my home now."
"Wise words for the Head Tactician." Chrom chuckled. Robin gave a weak smile and finally lifted the tea cup and downing it in one go.
Emmeryn filled Robin in on their conversation with Validar. She had spoken to him about a peace treaty between the two nations as they had scars that ran deep with each other. She would provide shelters and aid for the citizens who needed it and had fled from the war and deploy a handful of soldiers to help build and defend them from brigades and bandits. In return, Validar would provide passageway through the seas from Port Ferox to Valm Harbor for traded goods and stock.
"I don't trust Valm." She finally said. She took her notes out of her pocket and handed them to Emmeryn. "The king is gone due to illness, but I don't trust a word Excellus says. It almost looked like they were reading off a script. I fear that there may be something underlying to their words. We must be cautious when we have soldiers sent to Valm Harbor. Did King Validar say nothing about providing aid with his own soldiers?"
"Their army is in shambles after the fall of King Gangrel." Chrom responded. "There were many casualties when he waged that war. You saw the many soldiers that fled the field when we met them. Validar claims that he wants to restore peace before training any more soldiers."
"If what you said is true, Robin, would you hold accountability to them?" Emmeryn spoke calmly, folding the papers underneath her hands. "What you have said can account for bigotry. I understand that you mean no harm, but you must be careful. I wish to rectify peace between all of us, not to start another war."
"But we can't handle another lie in our court, Emm." Chrom jumped in. "How can we keep peace if there was none in the first place? We must be diligent, yes, but it's worth looking into if they wish to sabotage us."
Robin checked over her notes carefully, trying to find anything that could convince Emmeryn of what she felt. It was true that she had no evidence, but what else could she prove with only a gut feeling?
"I apologize." Robin sighed. "I shouldn't rely on feelings and gut-sensations, but I just fear for what is to come. I won't say I don't trust them, but we should keep a close eye with their actions."
"I understand." Emmeryn nodded. "I will speak with Lord Excellus with caution, but I will keep extending my hand towards them."
Robin was grateful that Emm would take heed in her words, but she was also glad that she would still hold out a hand to help in times of need. The night ended and Robin awoke the next day to noise outside her bedroom. Dressing herself, she made her way to the mess hall to find maids and servants scurrying around with platters and carts of food. She made her way into the kitchen, ducking underneath arms and plates.
"Morning," Robin called to the others. "What's going on today?"
"Ah, Robin. You are in luck," Gregor handed her a plate. "A sandwich made for breakfast, yes?"
"Today's the Harvest ball." Stahl called from his station. "Did you forget?"
"Ah," Robin winced. "It completely slipped my mind."
It was true. She was so busy with the royals all around her, she didn't even notice that the week had flown by. Lissa must have said something about it last night, but she was so tired that she must have missed it. Gregor placed a sandwich that had sausage with cheese in the middle, handing her a cut apple as well.
"What is this?" Robin picked up the sandwich delicately. The grease and cheese dripped from the bread, the sausage cut in twain with the cheese holding it together.
"Where I live, this is staple for lunch and breakfast." Gregor delicately placed a cup on the table next to her. "Here, you drink tea with Gregor, yes?"
"Mmm, elderberry? My favorite." Cherche snatched the cup from the table and drank it. "Good morning Robin."
"Beautiful woman, you cannot drink what is not yours." Gregor hurried after her as she walked away with the cup. Robin laughed and wolfed down the Rueben. It was an odd combo, but she thoroughly enjoyed it. She grabbed a cup of wine, washing the remnants of the bread and meat down her throat. She thanked Gregor and waved at them as she left.
She made her way to the ballroom and found Lissa directing several servants. Flowers were being placed around the marble pillars and satin and lace sheets hung from the banners. Robin was impressed at the work Lissa had done.
"Could you place that in the drawing room for the ladies?" Lissa handed a vase of flowers to a maid. "I need 10 more bouquets in vases there as well."
"This place looks beautiful Lissa!" Robin greeted her.
Lissa proudly pointed her chin up and smiled. "Thank you. It wasn't too hard, but I will say I have a knack for this sort of thing. Do you have an answer for me now?"
"Huh?" Robin followed her into the next room. "Sorry, I was pretty tired last night, so I don't remember."
"Typical Robin, always so busy. The ladies are all getting together to get changed before the ball. I wanted to be with everyone else instead of being alone surrounded by maids." She stuck out her tongue in playful disgust, causing Robin to laugh. "You're invited to come too! We're all getting ready in my room, so you can stop by when you're done meeting with Emm."
"Alright, I'll see you there then."
Robin left Lissa to finish the room and went directly to the barracks. She had to grab a couple of papers for Emmeryn to look at before she makes sure the guards are posted and ready for their stations. As she grabbed some scrolls and her tome from her desk, she spotted outside her window a vibrant green peeking behind a tree.
Opening the window, she saw Tiki and Emmeryn sitting beneath the large oak tree next to the garden. 'It was a good thing I spotted her,' She thought. 'I never would have found her.'
Making her way down the stairs and through the courtyard, she heard them faintly talking amongst themselves. Emmeryn spotted Robin first and excused herself from Tiki.
"Greetings Robin. Did I miss our meeting?"
"Not at all. I was passing through and happened to see you." Robin lifted the packet of paperwork for her to see. "I can leave this on your desk for you. It seems the day has just begun and there's so much work to do."
"Yes, please do. I will get to it in the afternoon." She gestured to the sleeping human dragon beside her. "Would you like to join us? We were talking about history's past."
Robin smiled and shook her head. "It's quite alright. I can see the divine one is tired, but I will have a chance to talk to her later at the party. If you don't have a chance to get to these papers tonight, be sure to look them over before the meeting later this week."
"Thank you, Robin. I'll see you later then. I hope my brother will be the perfect escort for you tonight."
"I hope so." Robin gave a smile, her cheeks betraying her as she felt them grow warm.
Chrom tugged at the cuffs of his sleeves, slipping his cufflinks through. After struggling for a good while, he sighed in frustration and sat down in a nearby chair. They weren't the easiest to work with. He thought he could go on about his normal day, but Vaike ratted him out when she saw him on the training grounds. He instead had spent most of the day being nagged by Frederick and being pampered by the maids and servants to be ready for the ball tonight.
Chrom thought he could at least dress himself, but those cufflinks are proving him wrong. Frederick entered his room with a knock, carrying his cloak on one arm.
"Milord, I'm surprised to see you haven't finished getting dressed."
"These damn cufflinks won't slip through." Chrom grumbled as he focused on getting at least one of the ends through the tricky fabric.
"If I may?" Frederick extended his hand.
Chrom frowned and reluctantly handed the small ornaments to him.
"You've never liked these occasions before," Frederick easily slipped them through the shirt and made sure they were fixed in place. "Is this perhaps the work of someone in mind?"
"You've always been so preceptive, Frederick." Chrom chuckled, turning his face away from his retainer so he wouldn't see his pink cheeks. "How long have you known?"
"Since after the war," Frederick motioned for him to stand. "I thought I saw the two of you becoming relatively close. I had thought it was just friendship, but I could see something spark between you two."
He wasn't wrong. After the war, Robin stayed in Ylisstol and helped The Shepherds and Emmeryn. It was a surprise to the council and to him, as he expected her to travel to the borders either in Ferox or Plegia. With the information he had gained from Gangrel, Chrom asked Anna to find any news in this. She didn't have any leads yet as Validar has a good alibi and there had been no sign of anyone who matched his description. He wanted to believe that he was safe and that there was some hope in the two of them being related. He tried to keep Robin close. Talking with her, being around her, watching over her when she wasn't paying attention.
But it turned into something much more. He would find her half-asleep in the library or animatedly talking to someone and he could only smile when he saw her. She was smart and quick-witted, using a playful side at times. It felt like the other half of him was complete when she was around him.
After this revelation, he couldn't stop seeing her everywhere he went. He would be at the training grounds, he would spot her hustling to the barracks. If he was walking along a path, he could hear her laughter echoing from afar. He would keep bumping into her no matter where he went! It felt like fate.
He had tried to get closer to her; he asked her to dine with him and even went into town and bought her a gift, but suddenly it felt like they were being kept apart. The council began to include him in meetings and have private discussions with him about his future. There were numerous letters sent from a duke or duchess who was trying to introduce him to their children. Robin began to become busy as well as she was helping with delegations and giving advice to the advisors.
The ball was a perfect excuse for him to talk to Robin more. He asked Maribelle to help him with his dancing and brought Lissa and Emmeryn in to help him choose his attire.
"Chrom, you HAVE to give her a gown!" Lissa squealed. "It would be sooo romantic for you to be matching when you show up."
"Now, Lissa," Emmeryn butted in. "This is Chrom's decision and we must respect Robin's choice too."
"Aaww, I know."
"But, we can suggest it to her." Emmeryn called for a maid. "Can you please send a word out to Mrs. Webb that we request her work for the upcoming ball?"
Emmeryn and Lissa made Chrom get a book and had filled it entirely with dresses that catered to Robin's tastes and sent it off with the designer for when Robin visited the boutique. Chrom hadn't realized that the book had his initials printed in it and when he saw Robin at Gaius and Cordelia's wedding, he felt a little dejected that she had found out so soon.
And now, tonight's the night to impress! Chrom took one last look in the mirror before adjusting the formal cavalier cape once more, trying to make sure he looked presentable. Frederick insisted that he do his hair, trying to tame the wild locks. Chrom couldn't help how his hair acted, he always unconsciously touched his head.
He made his way down to the family's private drawing room, or what Lissa likes to call it, The White Room. The name stuck after she said it so much and with her code names, Chrom and Emm couldn't help but use it as well.
As he entered the room, he found Emmeryn already waiting. The royal crown was still fixed on her head and her sage robes were gone. Instead she wore a white and gold colored dress. It was form fitting, with a long train of satin and lace pooling around her feet.
"There you are."
Emmeryn smiled and held her arms out for him. Emm grabbed his hands and spread them wide, looking at his outfit. Chrom made a face.
Emm used to do this when he was a child. He used to come up and spread his arms so he could show off a new jacket or how clean he was after a bath. Ever since then, Emm made it a point to do it every time.
"Emm," Chrom groaned. "I'm not a child anymore."
"Oh, shush." Emm grinned. "It's a ritual at this point."
She examined him for a little longer, smoothing the creases in his vest or shirt, before deeming him worthy of her attention.
"You look absolutely handsome today." Emm led him to the sofa, sitting herself down. "All of the women attending today will be swooning once they lay their eyes on you."
"Thank you, sister. I appreciate your compliments, but I wish you wouldn't say those things." Chrom didn't sit, instead he slowly walked around the couch and stood behind her.
"Why ever not? It's only the truth. I had heard from Duchess Lepus that her daughter had sent a letter to you secretly."
"Sounds like false rumors to me. I haven't met or received a letter from anyone and the only daughter I've met is Morgan and she's more like a niece to me."
Emm laughed and the room echoed the melody of it. Chrom smiled. It was nice to see and talk to her more these days. He and Lissa seem to be with her most of the time whenever she doesn't have to work.
"Are you going to keep taking a turn about the room, or will you sit with me?" Emmeryn softly patted the open seat next to her. "We both know that Lissa will take forever to get ready."
Chrom finally made his way and sat down, only to jump right back up as a second door opened. Chatter and laughter slowly filled the room as the ladies of The Shepherds filtered in. Lissa was the first through, Maribelle hung on her arm as they walked.
"I could hear you, you know." Lissa pouted. A signature look. "While it does take me forever, I have learned to leave this to the professionals. And an all-day routine."
Emmeryn giggled and got up from her seat, smoothing out the front of her dress.
"I believe that we'll go on ahead of you Chrom. You'll need to wait for your guest as well." She gave him a wink and pulled a protesting Lissa to the door.
Most of the ladies had filtered out and Chrom was left standing by himself. He suddenly felt sweaty and his mouth felt dry. The palms of his hands felt slippery underneath his gloves.
"Chrom?"
Chrom felt his muscles stiffen and he turned to the voice that called out to him. The moment he locked eyes with her, his mind went blank. Her hair was down and curled around her shoulders, but some of it was held together by a ribbon. Her dress flowed freely off her body, the colors coordinating with his. Robin was already a beauty in his eyes, but with a touch of make-up, she had turned into a goddess.
Robin had called out to him because she wasn't sure if it was him. But when he had turned towards her, she was hit by an invisible wall. He looked more handsome and dashing than ever as he had worn full attire that suited him, along with decorations on his coat and shirt. His hair was fixed again too, slicked back to tame the unruly strands of hair. It was simple, but the air around him seemed more regal than ever.
The two of them stared at each other in awe, taking in each other's presence and beauty. They were interrupted shortly after by a maid who scurried by accident.
"You look-" The two of them started, but laughed at their synchromism.
Chrom approached Robin first, picking up her hand and lightly brushing his lips against her knuckles. At this gesture, Robin could feel her face and neck grow warm.
"You look beautiful, Robin."
"I-I..." Robin turned her face away before sliding in next to Chrom, linking arms together. "I could say the same about you."
She looked up at him, meeting his eyes. They seemed vast and shining as she stared into them. His features seemed more striking every time she got a closer look. Her face began to heat more and she had to look away before Chrom realized that she was blushing.
Chrom cleared his throat, his cheeks turning pink as well. "We should get going before everyone starts talking."
"Y-yes, let's!" Robin stuttered.
The two made it into the hallway, showing themselves to the herald. Emm and Lissa were waiting there for them as they approached the large oak doors.
"There you are!" Lissa exclaimed. "I was worried Chrom got you both lost."
"Lissa, please," Chrom scoffed. "I'm not so directionally challenged."
The two giggled at each other and Emm hushed them just in time for the herald to call them out.
"Chrom and Robin will be announced first, then Lissa and I will follow right after." Emm whispered, positioning Chrom and Robin in front of them.
"Wait, Lissa," Robin whispered towards the princess. "I thought you were going with Lon'qu?"
"I am," Lissa's cheeks flushed pink. "But he said, he would rather wait for me than be announced in front of other royals. Plus, who would go with Emm?"
"Wait, you're going with Lon'qu?" Chrom butted in.
The three women silenced him and the doors opened to the brightly lit ballroom.
"The First Prince of Ylisse, Chrom, and the Head Tactician of The Shepherds of Ylisse, Robin!"
Robin could barely see the room as she was blinded by the sounds and lights. If Chrom wasn't there to guide her forward, she was sure to stand in place, frozen by the suddenness.
She could see and hear the guests that she passed. Some of the nobles they passed, she could feel their glares and stares. She knew Chrom was a high profile character and that any noble could have a taste of royalty through marriage, but at the moment, they knew that's not even an option. She saw many of their friends, which put her mind at ease.
Chrom led her to the bottom of the steps to the throne and motioned for her to stand in place next to him.
"The First Princess of Ylisse, Lissa, and Her Majesty, Exalt Emmeryn!"
The two made their way across the ballroom and once they reached the bottom of the steps, Lissa broke off to stand next to Robin. Emmeryn turned after reaching the throne and smiled at her guests.
"I thank every one of you all for being in attendance at this festive ball. I hope to connect us all again as leaders who will think of our countries and people. Please enjoy tonight to your heart's content."
And with that, the ball began in a festive roar.