Title: Snowy Day

Description: As the snow falls heavily outside there is nothing better than the comfort of family and a bit roaring fire.

Notes: Takes place some time after the Valm arc but before the Fire Emblem chapter 21.

Lucina shivered, rubbing her hands as she extended them out towards the fireplace. The whistling roar of wind rattled the window frame. Snow swirled in a sea of white, already piled high on the palace's roofs and treetops.

Pulling her cloak tighter around her shoulders, Lucina huddled closer to the fire.

The creek of a door opening altered her to Robin's presence, the tactician slipping into her bedroom, two steaming cups of tea in hand.

"It's really coming down, huh?" He observed, handing her one of the teacups.

Nodding in thanks, Lucina took the offered tea, taking a cautious sip from the still scalding liquid. She winced, the tip of her tongue burning and set it aside for the moment. "Yes. I can hardly remember the last time Ylisse saw a storm as great as this. We wouldn't happen to have moved to whole city to Ferox, have we?"

"At least not the last time I checked," Robin grinned, sitting down next to her. Bringing his hands up to his lips, he puffed into them several times before holding them out in front of the fire, turning them several times.

"Good. I was afraid you'd tried something like that to confound our enemies. Only you'd be crazy enough to try to move an entire city just to get a tactical edge," Lucina teased, scooting a bit closer and leaning her head against his shoulder, searching for his warmth.

"You joke now, but just we wait. The next time a army tries to march on Ylisstol their expressions will be priceless." Reaching out he took hold of one of her hands, frowning at her touch. "Lucina, you're freezing. Here." Letting go for a moment he slipped his arm out from the sleeve of his coat. Wrapping his now naked arm around her waist, he draped the free half of his coat over her shoulder and pulled her close. "There, any better?"

"Much," Lucina murmured, nuzzling closer into his side. He felt so warm, as if he himself was fire amongst a sea of ice and snow. Truly, she could sit there with him for an eternity, reveling in his heat and the strength of his arm.

"Probably should get started on that tea before it gets any colder," Robin noted. He eyed the no longer steaming cups.

"Yes. Let's" Lucina said quickly, picking up to cup lest she let his kind gesture of fetching it for her go to waste.

Huddled close together, the two sipped from their tea as they stared into the crackling flames. For a long while neither of them spoke, for there was no need. Instead they simply enjoyed each other's warmth and company as the snow continued to pile outside.

Finishing her tea, Lucina set it aside, curling her now free hand around Robin's. She hummed, content as she rested against his side. This was perfect.

A sudden shadow falling over them was the only warning before they were buried under a heavy woolen cover. Gasping in surprise, Lucina groped at the fabric, attempting to extricate herself from the smothering weight.

"What in the world?" Robin exclaimed. It took them another several seconds the free their heads from the tomb of think cloth that had been wrapped around them. It was at that very moment that the two noticed a strange lump moving under the cover with them, worming and scrambling it's way onto their laps. Of course, they didn't even need to wait for invader to poke her head out into the open to know who was responsible for the cover's sudden appearance..

"Morgan, what are you doing?" Lucina asked, just as their daugher scooted herself between her parents, fidgeting for several moments as she got herself comfortable.

"It's cold and you two are warm," Morgan answered simply, as if it was obvious.

"And I suppose is was impossible to give us a warning?" Robin said. He rolled his eyes, a gesture that was not lost on Lucina. As much as they loved their daughter, her antics could perhaps get a bit grating on occasion.

"Yep!" Morgan said cheekily, flashing each of her parents a big toothy grin.

"Well, what do you think, should we let her join us?" Robin asked, turning his head to her.

"Hmmm…" Lucina hummed, attempting to drown out her answer as if in deep debate. Not that it was particularly effective, for she couldn't help but smile. "Well… she was kind enough to bring us this cover."

"Huh, I suppose she did," Robin said slowly. Like herself, he did nothing to hide his grin.

"Then again, she did act rather rudely in ambushing us as she did… so maybe we shouldn't-"

"Oh come on and just say I can stay already, you both know you will!" Morgan exclaimed, interrupting before they could go any further. She threw up her arms up over her head in exasperation. Or at least, as high as they would go while still buried under the cover.

"Fine… I think we can make an exception this one time," Robin laughed, pushing her arms back down. "However, if you are going to be here with us we might as well do this proper. Morgan, why don't you go pick a book off of the shelf for me to read to you two?"

"Do I have to? It's so warm here," Morgan whined, pressing closer into her parents to illustrate her point.

"Do you want me to read to you or not?" Robin countered, shooting her a questioning look.

Pouting, Morgan gave an indignant puff, but otherwise did as she was told. Vanishing under the covers, she crawled out from the edge a moment latter and scrambled over to the bookshelf off in the corner of the room. Scanning the shelf for a couple seconds, she selected a large, heavy tome wrapped in brown leather before returning to to their spot in from of the fireplace.

Taking the book from their daughter, Robin scanned the cover and smiled. "Good choice," he said, carefully peeling back the cover to the first pace.

Smiling contently, Lucina made herself comfortable, wrapping an arm around Morgan to tuck the two of them as close to Robin as she was able. The howl of the wind and snow seemed so distant now, the frigid cold forgotten as the three huddled comfortably together and listen to the story Robin began to account of ages long past.

Let the snow fall and the wind howl. For here and now she felt warm and loved.

Author's Note: So I wanted to do something vaguely Christmas themed, but as I figured just having Christmas exist in the Fire Emblem verse (with it's completely own religion and such) would be a tad bit of a stretch, I figured going for a winter themed story would be best. I hope you guys enjoyed this bit of fluffy fluff after the long more serious arc that has consumed the past couple months.

As always I'd love to hear what you guys think. Until the next one, have a Merry Christmas and a Happy Holidays