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Robcina week 2025, day 1-7

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Robcina Week Day 2: Robin/Lucina's Sacrifice

"So it's settled?" Lucina asked as Robin sat on across from her at the table.

He broke into a grin. "Absolutely!" Lucina smiled right back. "Two months in Valm for vacation! Chrom has everything handled here, and Empress Say'ri says she's excited to have us back. Can't believe it's been five years already!"

"Where does the time go?" Lucina mused aloud. She reached across to take her husband's hand. "And the kids will be excited to go too. They've been to Regna Ferox plenty, but Valm is going to be a whole new experience for them."

"We'll have to keep a close eye on them. They're likely become the terror from the east, just like they're the terror of the south." Robin's eyes twinkled mischievously. He'd heard from Khan Flavia that apparently the twins many exploits and mayhem had become quite popular children's stories amongst the Feroxi people.

"We'll behave ourselves!"

"Yeah, we promise!"

At that moment, Morgan and Marc appeared from the kitchen, having washed up and each carrying a tray with bowls in front of them.

"I'm holding you two to that." He ruffled his daughters hair as she sat next to him and Marc sat beside his mother. "I don't want this visit to Valm to be our last."

"Come on dad, we're not kids anymore!" Marc chided with a smile.

Morgan turned towards Robin. "Will time-travel me be coming along?"

"She's already in western Plegia, waiting for us."

Lucina smiled, eager to see her daughter from a different future. "You're going to learn some new things before we go to Chron'sin. Lesson number one: chopsticks." Lucina picked up a pair from the bowl. "Hold them like this - under your finger, like so - and use it to grab your ramen like this." She held her own chopsticks and expertly picked up the ramen from her bowl and slurped the noodles down. She panted as the near boiling water almost scalded her tongue, and her family laughed.

Marc followed his mothers guidance and after a few attempts was able to get the noodles and slurp them down as well. "Wow, this is really good!"

"It's nothing compared to the real thing." Robin said as he slurped. "Trust me, genuine Chron'sin cuisine is amazing. It won't be easy to go back to our Ylissean diet when we get back."

As they ate, Morgan and Marc pestered their parents with questions about Valm and Chron'sin, talking about traditional style garb and festivals and Empress Say'ri.

Then, the air went as cold as death.

The hairs on the backs of the families neck stood up, but Lucina wasn't even able to rise to her feet at the sudden feeling of dread that overwhelmed her before a magical explosion tore through the manor.

"Well, well, well..." An inhumanly deep voice echoed around them.

Coughing and disoriented, Lucina reached for her children, finding her sons arm while Robin found Morgan's. "What just..."

There was an inhuman screech, and as they stood up, taking defensive stances around their children, Risen appeared from nowhere. "What!? How!?" Robin cried.

"Run, kids!" Lucina screamed, eyes wide in panic.

But they were surrounded and there was nowhere to go. There were at least thirty Risen in the ruins of their home, and they were unarmed. Morgan and Marc, having never been in a real battle, stood numb with fear behind their parents.

"If it isn't my worthless vessel."

The color drained from Robin's face. "N-No..."

Grima walked through the cloud of dust that had yet to settle around them, an evil grin on his face. "And with my offspring no less! I hadn't given it much thought, but a couple of tools to be mind controlled could prove useful... I'll have to make a note of it..."

"Bastard!" Lucina screamed, guarding Marc with her body. "How are you here!?"

The Fell Dragon laughed, long and loud and echoing with such force it felt as if the ground was shaking. "Naga thought to thwart me by sending help from another world. But it didn't work." He narrowed his glowing eyes at Lucina. "I'm from an Outrealm, one where you failed to stop me. Your friends all died, and the Fire Emblem is mine! With all five gemstones, my power has increased a hundred fold!"

Hatred for the monster kept Lucina on her feet, but it barely beat out the shock. Grima had travelled from another world, one where he'd succeeded? It couldn't be!

"Get back!" Robin roared. "I killed you once before, and I will do so again!"

"With what power? The Fellblood within you has been removed, no doubt by Naga's influence. But it lowers you to the status of mortal, and even the Exalts couldn't stop me!" He laughed again, raising his fist enwreathed in dark energy. "I killed your best friend, and your wife. I relish the opportunity to do so again."

Robin ran forward, desperate to protect his children, but years of peace meant he wasn't as fast as he once was. The dark energy struck him and brought him to his knees. Grima grabbed him by his coat and lifted him to his feet. "Look at me." He commanded. Robin spat in his face. Lifting his other hand, he wrapped it around Robin's throat, who began thrashing as he was choked, kicking and punching in an attempt to get out of Grima's grasp. With a sickening snap, Robin's body went limp in Grima's grasp.

"Father!" Morgan let out a blood curdling scream and tried to run forward, but Lucina caught her.

"Don't! Get behind me!" Lucina was barely able to catch her daughter and stop her in time. Marc wrapped his arms around his younger sister, tears falling from both of their eyes as Grima dropped Robin's dead body to the ground.

"What? No proclamations about changing fate? Tell me now how hope will never die, when your husband's dead body lies in front of you!" Grima taunted as he approached.

Lucina cast her eyes left and right, but there was no way out. The Risen would stop them before they got too far. "I need Falchion!"

She cried out as a sharp pain erupted from her stomach. She looked down to see a steel sword buried halfway into her, and her only thought was that she hoped it hadn't pierced her children behind her. She coughed up blood, and then her mouth opened in a silent cry as Grima forcefully drew the blade up her sternum, cutting even deeper before freeing the blade with a sickening squelch.

She fell down, her last words as she looked at her children being, "Get... Away..." Then the light left her eyes.

"Leave us alone!" Marc yelled, trying to tackle the Fell Dragon as he took a step towards him and sister, but he lacked the strength to accomplish anything and Grima tossed him aside like a doll. Two Risen came forward and held him back as he screamed, "Run, Morgan!"

But the young girl was frozen in panic.

Both her parents were dead, and she was going to be next.

"Wh-Who are you?" She asked in a panicked, high pitched voice.

"I am the wings of despair and the breath of ruin. I am the Fell Dragon, Grima." He grabbed Morgan's cloak, a hand-me-down from her father, and lifted her with one hand as though she were light as a feather. He tilted his head as he looked over the girl, then glanced at Marc. "Hmm..."

"Don't, please! We'll do anything!" Marc cried as he tried to wrestle out of the Risen's grasp. "Morgan!"

But she couldn't stop looking at the murderer in front of her. "Why do you look like my father?" She asked.

Grima chuckled. "Your father's fate was to be my vessel. He is the heart, and he belongs to me now. We're one and the same." Morgan didn't know what he meant or what he was talking about, but a prideful anger she'd inherited from Lucina swelled in her chest.

"You're not my father!" She screamed and struggled, finally finding the mind to try and get away from him. "He would never do these things!"

"He wouldn't." Grima agreed calmly. "But I would. And I have plans for you two." He lifted his other hand to her head, and she screamed as she felt dark magic forcing its way into her body. "If Naga wants to bring warriors from the Outrealms to interfere with my rule, I will do the same!"

"Let her go!" Marc screamed as he watched his sister disappear in a flash of dark energy. "No! Where is she!? What did you do!?"

"You'll never see her again." Grima snarled down at him. "As for you..."

Marc's eyes widened as Grima reached for him.

~!~

As Morgan fell through time and space, she could feel Grima's influence trying to overwhelm her mind, twist her very soul into something it wasn't.

"Father... That wasn't you..."

She thought as darkness engulfed her.

"You're a better man than that... You would never do anything to hurt mother..."

She wanted to sob as the last image of her parents flashed through her mind, dead in the rubble of their home.

"I want to forget... I don't want to remember anything that happened... This is a nightmare... Please, someone wake me up!"

A flash of six red orbs appeared in her mind, and she screamed into the void.

"Father!"

~!~

When Morgan awoke, she was laying on her back in a field.

She sat up slowly, rubbing her head. She had the mother of all headaches, but couldn't figure out why. For a moment, it felt like a dark presence was in her mind, but it disappeared as soon as it came and she took in her surroundings.

"Where am I?" She asked aloud. "And... What's going on?"

Nothing looked familiar to her. Wasn't she at home? Had she wondered into the woods again and taken a nap in a field somewhere?

Then, panic gripped her chest.

"I-I can't remember anything!" She thought as she stood up alarmed. "Where's home!? Where's my mom!? Dad!?" Her head suddenly erupted in pain as images of Robin flashed behind closed eyes. Images of him chasing her around the house when she was young, teaching her how to cook, praising her when she had cast her first magic spell, telling her she couldn't date until she'd moved out, falling asleep in his arms on their couch as he went on and on about tactics... But nothing else came to mind. "Who's my mother?" She thought as tears welled up. "Why can't I remember? What happened?"

Then, an inhuman scream sounded from somewhere behind her, and she heard twigs snap and grass get trampled as a large group of something started closing in on her at alarming speed. She started running, and as she looked around saw a crumbling structure on the horizon.

"Help! Someone help!"

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Robcina Week Day 1: Lucina's Birthday

The sounds of birds chirping and the sunlight filtering in through the window pulled Lucina from her sleep, though she didn't open her eyes immediately. For a few minutes she simply lay on her side, one arm beneath her pillow as she tried to fight off the drowsiness. When Robin had returned after his sacrifice to stop Grima, they'd picked up right where'd they left off in their marriage. As the Lucina of this time grew older and prepared for the role of Exalt, she and Robin had purchased a cozy two story manor outside of Ylisstol and brought Morgan to live with them.

She finally had her family and her home after all the long years of fighting.

With a yawn, she sat up and stretched her arms over her head, eyes still closed. "Morning, love."

Turning and opened her eyes, she realized for the first time since waking that Robin wasn't in their bed. "Hm? Robin?" She called out drowsily.

She looked to the bathroom, but the door was wide open. Robin's cloak was missing from the back of the desk chair where he usually left it at the end of the day. She wasn't sure how he'd slipped away without waking her... but the past few days she'd certainly noticed him trying. "Where'd he go? What's he doing?" Worry took root in her gut as she pushed the covers down to her knees.

But before Lucina could get out of bed, she heard voices at the door.

"Okay, just like we practiced!"

"Yeah, I kick the door in and-"

"No kicking doors! We stroll in and wake her up sweetly and gently and then-"

"It's breakfast time!"

"Er, maybe we should give this a third attempt..."

"She's going to wake up soon Father, it's light out!"

"Very well, on three: One, two, three..."

Morgan kicked the door in anyways, making Lucina jump even though she'd been anticipating her daughters habit of bursting into rooms with theatrics, something she'd developed lately after spending the last few months travelling with Cynthia.

"Good morning, Mother!" She chirped when she saw Lucina sitting upright. Morgan strolled to one side of the bed with a tray in her hands. "How are you doing?"

Confused, Lucina looked over at her husband as Robin sat down with a second tray of food in his lap. "I'm okay... What is this?" She asked looking back and forth at her family.

"Breakfast in bed!" Robin replied, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Dig in!" There was a pause as he looked at the food and winced. "Or if you want to skip breakfast and get right to today's activities, we can do that too! We have a busy day ahead of us!"

Lucina's brow furrowed as she took in both husband and daughter. Robin appeared to have raw egg on his shirt and milk on his pants. On the tray in his lap was a plate with scrambled eggs - butchered, more accurately. One slice of bacon was charred and the other looked undercooked, a strange feat he accomplished since they should've been cooked in the same pan. Looking at Morgan's tray, a piece of toast was burnt on one side and on the other was still white. She saw crumbs at Morgan's mouth and recalled how a moment again Robin said they should try a third time. Did Morgan eat the first piece? Steam rose from a cup of water on the tray as well, and she asked, "What's that?"

"Tea!" Morgan replied with a grin.

"It's water..." Lucina pointed out. And she'd just told them yesterday that tea had to steep before being served! She was no chef, but she was definitely the one who cooked since Robin was a terror in the kitchen and Morgan seemed to have inherited that trait.

But neither had lost the big smiles they were wearing and she raised a brow. "Um, why did you make me breakfast in bed?" She asked with a nervous smile of her own.

"Because it's your birthday!" Robin answered.

"Happy birthday, Mother!" Morgan set the tray down on the nightstand and gave Lucina a tight hug. "I love you!"

Lucina blinked, then cast her eyes to the desk where a calendar was propped up against a stack of tomes. Sure enough, today was her birthday, circled in red with little hearts drawn on it.

"Oh..." She sniffled as tears came to her eyes. "I didn't even..." She rubbed her eyes with one hand and felt Robin wrap his arms gently around her shoulders. "I forgot."

"Well, don't worry. Chrom's throwing a small celebration at the castle, so we'll visit the little Lucy after you eat and get ready, then we'll head up to the lake and have a picnic, and then we're going shopping at the market, and then I made reservations for us at the new bistro that opened, and then we'll retire here! Morgan bought a fantasy novel she wants to share with us, so we'll listen to it when we get back."

A few tears fell. Today was perfect. Too perfect.

"I love you. Both of you." She gave Robin a kiss and then kissed Morgan on the cheek, then looked at the trays beside her. She blanched.

"Though, I'm not particularly hungry..."

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Hello, Robcina shippers! It’s that time of year again - we’re pleased to announce that we will be holding our ninth annual Robcina Week!

During this time, we’d love it if you would submit your own Robcina-related works! These submissions can be anything from fanart, a short fanfiction, a personal headcanon, or really anything else you can think of as long as it generally coincides with each day’s particular theme. This year, we have THREE theme options for each day - choose whichever you like the most!

April 20th (Sunday) - Lucina's Birthday (Free Day)

April 21st (Monday) - After Awakening, Robin's Sacrifice, Lucina's Sacrifice

April 22nd (Tuesday) - Double Date, Crossover, Wedding

April 23rd (Wednesday) - Modern AU, Fairytale AU, Superhero AU

April 24th (Thursday) -  First Steps, Devotees, Travel

April 25th (Friday) - Cops and Robbers, Actor AU, What If?

April 26th (Saturday) - Exalt Morgan, Villain AU, Moving

How to Submit: Very simple! All you have to do is post your artwork/stories like normal, but make sure to include the tag #robcina week. We’ll be browsing that tag and other related ones all week and whenever we see one of your posts, we’ll reblog it here! If we accidentally overlook your post or you’d like to send in a headcanon directly to us, just shoot us a message and let us know.

Other Important Things:

Late submissions are perfectly okay. We’ll stay on a general schedule, but if you miss a theme day by a few hours because you wanted to put the finishing touches on your submission or just had other important responsibilities to attend to, we completely understand. Again, just send us a message to let us know so we don’t miss your submission!

You don’t need to submit something for all seven days! Although we would love it if you could, feel free to choose any combination of days you want to submit something for

Both M!Robin and F!Robin content is welcome

Be sure to spread the word - we’ll remind you all again once the time grows near. We’re excited to see what you all come up with!

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Hello, Robcina shippers! It’s that time of year again - we’re pleased to announce that we will be holding our ninth annual Robcina Week!

During this time, we’d love it if you would submit your own Robcina-related works! These submissions can be anything from fanart, a short fanfiction, a personal headcanon, or really anything else you can think of as long as it generally coincides with each day’s particular theme. This year, we have THREE theme options for each day - choose whichever you like the most!

April 20th (Sunday) - Lucina's Birthday (Free Day)

April 21st (Monday) - After Awakening, Robin's Sacrifice, Lucina's Sacrifice

April 22nd (Tuesday) - Double Date, Crossover, Wedding

April 23rd (Wednesday) - Modern AU, Fairytale AU, Superhero AU

April 24th (Thursday) -  First Steps, Devotees, Travel

April 25th (Friday) - Cops and Robbers, Actor AU, What If?

April 26th (Saturday) - Exalt Morgan, Villain AU, Moving

How to Submit: Very simple! All you have to do is post your artwork/stories like normal, but make sure to include the tag #robcina week. We’ll be browsing that tag and other related ones all week and whenever we see one of your posts, we’ll reblog it here! If we accidentally overlook your post or you’d like to send in a headcanon directly to us, just shoot us a message and let us know.

Other Important Things:

Late submissions are perfectly okay. We’ll stay on a general schedule, but if you miss a theme day by a few hours because you wanted to put the finishing touches on your submission or just had other important responsibilities to attend to, we completely understand. Again, just send us a message to let us know so we don’t miss your submission!

You don’t need to submit something for all seven days! Although we would love it if you could, feel free to choose any combination of days you want to submit something for

Both M!Robin and F!Robin content is welcome

Be sure to spread the word - we’ll remind you all again once the time grows near. We’re excited to see what you all come up with!

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University is destroying me so have a sketch of Robcina

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Old Robcina drop.

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a little crossover robcina arts

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Render of Robin drawn by ozkh of deviantArt

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May 2nd (Thursday) - Dreams/Nightmares

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Title: Robcina Week Day 7 - Free Day

Description: After two years apart, Robin and Lucina have been reunited following the tactician's sacrifice to kill Grima for good. But so wrapped up in their reunion, Robin had forgotten the pain he'd put his wife through.

Notes: Takes place after the end of Awakening, after the events of Chapter 65 of Love Across Time and just before Chapter 1 of that same story

Words: 737

"Lucina, you know you don't have to hold onto my hand all day, right?" Robin asked, turning his head to look at the beautiful princess pressed close at his side. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise," he added, laughing softly as his wife continued to cling to his hand all the more fervently.

"Nope. I shall not," she murmured in reply, nuzzling her head against his shoulder.

"Mhmmm. Why is that?" Robin asked

"So I can ensure you're still here," Lucina answered. She lifted her head, peering up at him with glimmering azure eyes. "Now that I have you back, I don't intend to let you out of my sight."

Oh. Robin cursed himself inwardly, realizing at once just how flippant he was being. It had been only a couple of hours since Chrom had found him in the same field he'd first woken up in years before. Mere hours since the tear-filled reunions with his wife and his friends. He'd been so wrapped up in it that he'd almost forgotten. Forgotten that while for him it seemed as though no time had passed, for her, it had been two long, painful years.

"I-I'm sorry. I… I'm being inconsiderate, aren't I?" He grimaced, taking his turn to squeeze her hand back. He had to reassure her that he was there and wasn't going to leave and put her through that all over again.

"It's okay," Lucina assured him, flashing a gentle smile. She reached over, placing her free hand on his arm. "You came back to me. That's all that matters."

"I'm glad too, it's just… I should have been more considerate. Since I've been here I've barely considered what you must have gone through." He gave her hand another squeeze, his voice falling into a faint whisper. "You deserve better from me than that."

"Robin I…" she trailed off, her eyes misting up as she gazed at him. "I did miss you terribly." She squeezed his hand tighter. "I don't blame you for what happened. You were just doing what you believed was right. But I… I just don't know if I could bear to go through that again."

"Hey, Lucina, don't worry, okay? I am here now. As you said, that's what matters, right?" Robin assured her, trying his best to smile as confidently as he could.

"Yes… yes, you're right." She sniffed, bringing a smile of her own to her lips. Tilting her head, she dabbed to her face to draw away the wetness from her eyes. She rested her head back against his shoulder, murmuring, "It's just like you told me back then. That you'd be there at my side no matter-"

Lucina stopped suddenly, bolting upright. A laugh fell from her throat, and Robin was surprised to find a look of wonder on her face. "Gods, Robin, I just realized. Your promise. When we visited Bathrealm, you told me you'd stay with me no matter what. That even if you died, you'd come back. And you did. You came back."

"I-" he frowned, the realization hitting him. He had done that, just like he'd promised back then. Maybe that was how he managed to claw his way back to life. What better motivation than to keep a promise to the one you love? "Huh, I suppose I did." He said, his frown turning to a grin as it fully sunk in. "I did say that, didn't I? That it was my job to pull off the impossible. And I did, thanks to you. Because you were my motivation, Lucina. I had to keep my promise to you."

Lucina laughed too, nuzzling her head close to the crook of his neck. "Robin?" She asked at last.

"Yes?"

"I truly am blessed to have found you in my life. Thank you for being here for me, by my side.'"

Robin blinked. It seemed like it was his turn to tear up. "Lucina?"

"Yes?"

"I can't accept your thanks. Because… I should be the one thanking you. I love you, more than anything in this world. If not for you, not for your love, I couldn't have done any of this. Without you being here, I don't think I could have come back." Leaning down, Robin kissed her softly on the lips. "No matter what happens, I'm here now, and I'm never letting go ever again."

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Title: Robcina Week Day 6 - School

Description: Another day at school comes. After solving the misunderstanding he'd had with Lucina, Robin is hopeful that today can pass uneventfully. That isn't too much to ask, right?

Notes: Takes place after all of the other Persona Au chapters, those being chapters 41, 47, 61, 64, 68, 74, and 79. Takes place the day after the events of chapter 75

Words: 2051

The buzzing rumble of his phone sounded as it vibrated against the table, stirring him from his slumber an instant before the shrill ringing of the alarm sounded. Dragging himself out of his futon, Robin scrambled for the device. Today was the rare occasion where he managed to seize it on his first try, swiping the screen to silence the chorus of beeps.

For a moment, he laid there, half on the floor, half still entangled in his covers. With a groan, Robin pushed himself into a sitting position before taking a look at his phone. Rubbing sensitive eyes from the brightened screen, his vision began to clear.

September 18th. Wednesday. It was time for school.

Heaving himself to his feet, Robin set about gathering his things, shoveling his books and other supplies into his bag. A quick shower later, he stopped by his room again to change into his uniform before heading downstairs. The lower level of the house was still and empty when he got there. No real surprise there. Chrom would be at work already, and Lucina got up early for kendo training before school. From the sounds of activity downstairs, he'd heard while getting ready, and the absence of Cynthia's bag now told him she must have only left a few minutes ago.

So much for waiting. Though I suppose I could still run into her or one of the others at the station, he mused. Yawning, he stopped by the fridge, picking up the boxed lunches he'd prepared the evening before, juggling his phone, schoolbag, and lunches at the same time, Robin checked the time while fumbling the slip boxes into the bag. Not much time left, gotta hurry to make the train. Toast will have to do for breakfast. Setting his phone down on the counter, he popped two slices into the toaster, managing to zip up his bag at the same time. A few moments later they popped out with a chime. He ate quickly, then hurried for the door, slamming it behind him. Then immediately ran back inside, snatching up his phone.

Okay, now I can go, Robin told himself. He paused, running through a quick mental checklist to make sure he didn't forget anything else. Satisfied, he headed back outdoors.

. . . . .

As packed as the train was, Robin saw neither Cynthia nor any of his other friends there. They must have all gotten on earlier trains. Shrugging, Robin decided he would try to continue reading the book he checked out from the library, provided he managed to find a seat.

The train arrived a few moments later, screeching as it came to a stop at the station. Robin hurried inside, managing to find an empty seat before the big rush as the other commuters jostled for places aboard. Reaching into his bag, he fished out the book: Expert Fishing. There was quite a bit left, it would probably take today and at least another train ride before he finished it. It should help make his fishing trips more effective, however. Which meant more fish he could then trade for gems with that weird cat that hangs out at the old shrine and then use those to buy-

Robin frowned. Do you ever stop and think to yourself, 'Wow, my life is weird'? Because I didn't until this year, he thought, directing the statement at no one in particular. Shaking his head, he resumed reading. Weird or not, it was a good use of his time. Maybe he'd try to finish the book that evening if he didn't find anything else to do then.

Minutes passed as he flipped through the pages

+ until at last, he arrived at his destination. Returning the book to his bag, he slung the strap over his shoulder. There was only a short wait before enough people ahead of him disembarked so that he could slip through the packed car and out onto the station. Then, he was off on the short walk to school.

. . . . .

Robin slipped his shoes into his cubby before bending down to put on his school shoes. Just as he finished he felt a buzzing of his phone in his pocket. He ignored it, continuing to do up the laces. Again his phone rumbled, signaling another notification. Then a few moments later, another rumble. Then a fourth. Sighing, Robin brought it out, opening up the screen.

Let's see… Cynthia wants to hang out after school… and so does Inigo… and Owain… and it looks like the photography club is holding an optional meeting today. He sighed and put the phone away. He could decide which to do later once school ended. So many Social Links, so little time.

Heading to the home room, he found the class already half-full, students mostly out of their seats in groups chatting with one another. Owain and Severa were already there as well, and, as was typical of them, bickering about something. He knew the pattern, Owain did something foolish or eccentric that annoyed Severa and then they'd argue about it. Had it been earlier in the day, Robin would have set in to mediate it, but it was frankly still way too early for him to care.

Taking his seat and willing himself not to register what they were going on about this time, Robin unpacked his school supplies.

Just as he finished, his phone buzzed once again. Momentarily annoyed and half considering just silencing the damn thing, Robin glanced at the screen, only to pause as he saw the sender. It was from Lucina.

"TO ROBIN. THANK YOU FOR SPEAKING TO ME YESTERDAY. I ENJOYED TALKING. LET'S DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME WHEN I AM NOT BUSY. Y/N?"

Robin found himself smiling as he always did at her odd manner of texting. It was cute. As for the message, of course, Wednesdays were one of the days Lucina was busy with Kendo practice after school, so that was a no-go. Besides, he had to still spend time with his other friends and continue to deepen those bonds.

"Sure, I'd love to. Next time you're free?", he texted back. He moved to slip his phone back into his pocket, only to stop, considering it for a moment, remembering the extra boxed lunch he'd brought today. When he'd cooked the extra meal last evening, he hadn't had anyone particular in mind for it. He figured he'd decide which of his friends to split it with later, maybe see if any of them hadn't brought anything. But now… maybe he should ask Lucina. That way they could spend some time together sooner. He certainly wanted to, but…

Would that seem too weird? He still didn't quite know how the two of them stood or how Lucina really felt about him. Was it too soon to make any move, or-

"Hey, what are you sitting there blushing about? Get a love letter from your crush or some other sappy nonsense?" Severa interjected, turning around in her chair to stare at him in almost incredulous amusement. Evidently, he had failed to notice her and Owain finishing their little morning spat.

Only then did Robin realize that he was indeed blushing. "No, it's- Just, mind your own business," he told her, his words doing nothing other than heightening her amusement. He hastily put his phone away, doing his best to brush aside her comment.

"Sure, whatever you say, Romeo," Severa grinned, rolling her eyes sarcastically at his own glare.

Mercifully it was then that their homeroom teacher entered, beginning the school day proper. It was rare that Robin was thankful to see the man, but right now he'd do anything to change the subject.

Let's just hope the rest of the day goes better. I could use it better. And normal.

. . . . .

The lunch bell rang, signaling the morning's end. Gathering things, Robin gazed at the two boxed lunches inside. He needed to decide who to have lunch with.

I could ask Lucina, but… He frowned, remembering the times they'd hung out yesterday and the day before. Things were less awkward yesterday, but… I still don't know if Lucina likes me that way or not. What if we are just friends? Would sharing a lunch be too romantic, or…

He shook his head, banishing the jumbled doubts and second guesses. He'd made lunches like this for most of his other friends before. This was no different than that. Making up his mind, he sent Lucina a text. Moments later his phone buzzed, Lucina agreeing to his offer to meet him.

Heading to the rooftop, Robin found Lucina already there. As it was a school day, not to mention the fact she tended to be a stickler for the rules, Lucina was wearing her Ylisstol High uniform in the standard, unmodified fashion. The only visible accessory was her trademark long red and blue scarf that she wore with nearly every outfit of hers.

Lucina peered around intently for several moments before her eyes laid upon him amongst the other students who'd taken their lunch there. Smiling, she headed towards him, Robin doing the same to meet her halfway.

"Robin, there you are! I wasn't certain if you were already here or not, but I suppose I was just early," Lucina said, her words sounding almost half an apology.

"It's alright," Robin assured her. He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "I am a bit shocked you got here so quickly. So, um… shall we?" he asked, motioning for one of the benches.

"Oh, yes," Lucina blushed, taking a seat as he did the same.

Robin handed her one of the bento boxes he'd prepared the night prior. Inside was rice, pickled daikon and cabbage, and slices of crispy fried pork chops. "I know it's not anything fancy, I am still getting the hang of cooking my own things. I hope you don't mind," he explained.

"Oh, no, I don't mind it at all Robin," Lucina said. She bowed her head in thanks. "I appreciate the thought of preparing something for the both of us." She took a few bites of the food, smiling. That seemed to be a good sign.

"Don't mention it," Robin said. He laughed nervously, again. He needed to stop doing that.

"You have cooked for others before too, have you not?" Lucina asked between mouthfuls.

"Oh, uh, yes, I have. The first few times I am not sure I did the best job, I only started cooking regularly this year," Robin explained. "I guess my practicing has paid off since you and the others seem to have enjoyed it."

"I see. I really should work on my own cooking skills. My own are quite basic, I am afraid," Lucina said. She smiled again as she finished another bite, setting the half-eaten box aside for the moment. "So, how has your day been?"

Robin smiled back. For some time the two chatted, sticking mostly to small talk for the time being.

Lucina enjoyed your lunch!

You feel that your relationship is going to become closer soon…

Just as they'd both finished, a bell rang in the distance, signaling the end of lunch break and that it was time to return to class.

"Oh, look at the time. We both must get going it seems," Lucina said. She stood in unison with him, turning to hand the empty bento box to him. He accepted it, and in doing so their hands brushed against each other. They both blushed, quickly pulling away. Lucina glanced at the floor, Robin glancing off to the side.

"I- Thank you for the lunch, Robin. I really appreciate your thoughtfulness in inviting me," she assured him. She seemed to hesitate a moment, then pulled him into a brief hug. Then, blushing all the more fiercely, she hurried away, heading down the stairs back to class.

"D-Don't mention it," Robin stammered, even though she was no longer there. He was incredibly thankful Several or any of the others weren't there to see him at that moment. They'd never let him live it down.

He reached up, touching his shoulder where Lucina had embraced him. Now, he realized, I need to figure out what the heck that hug was supposed to mean. Shaking his head, he headed down the stairs as well, ready to resume what remained of the school day.

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Title: Robcina Week Day 5 - Outrealms

Notes: Takes place between Chapters 52 and 53 of my other story, A Future Tied by Fates, which is a crossover with Fire Emblem Fates set after events of both that game and Awakening.

Words: 1454

"Oh look, over here! Are those candied apples? We should go try some!" Lucina pointed out excitedly. She seized his hand, pulling Robin along after her and she headed through the crowded streets towards one of the stalls before he could respond to her words.

Robin laughed, finding himself grinning ear to ear even as he was forcibly dragged through the festival by his wife. He was just happy she was enjoying herself. After the past several months of near-constant fighting in this world, it was just nice to have a day to not worry about all that and simply enjoy themselves. Thus when it was asked that they attend the New Year's celebration in Hoshido's capital, how could he refuse? For now, he was glad to, for just a few hours, forget the war and all the danger still ahead of them.

Despite the widespread destruction wrought on the Hoshidan capital during the Vallite attack, not to mention the war with Nohr prior, it had amazed Robin that the New Year's celebration was being held at all. Indeed, any plans for the remaining civilians to evacuate the city had been put on hold until after the celebration. However, the explanation Hinoka and Sakura had given made a great deal of sense: as the marking of a new year was incredibly important in Hoshido culture. It was a time to celebrate endings and a new beginning, A time for rebirth and renewal of bonds with those you love. To not hold the festival at all would cause much more harm in terms of lost morale than the extra time would otherwise grant them in terms of benefits.

It's a shame that the festivities here are smaller than they would normally be, Robin thought to himself, remembering the descriptions he'd been told of past years. It would certainly be worth a trip to see it as it was in happier times.

Even in its diminished state, the festival was quite a sight to behold. The entirety of the central market of the city had been packed with colorful stalls, lit by strings of many-colored paper lanterns strung overhead to crisscross the night sky. The crowded streets were filled with people, both commoners and nobility alike, all here to temporarily forget their troubles and celebrate the birth of a new year.

At last, Lucina came to a stop, arriving at the back of the line before the stall she had spotted. Sure enough, lines of candied apples shone glossy in the lantern light. Still laughing even as Lucina allowed their entangled hands to drop back to the slides between them, Robin dusted off his kimono, taking even a moment to brush away a bit of dirt that had stuck to Lucina's.

The kimono Lucina wore was a bright sky blue with a white floral pattern and a golden obi around her waist. Her hair was pulled back into a bun of traditional Hoshidan style, held in place with butterfly-shaped pins. Meanwhile, the kimono Robin wore was silver with a white trim and a geometric pattern of a deep violet. The obi around him was the same shade of purple as the pattern. Both had been selected by the two Hoshidan princesses and tailored specifically for them, despite protests from both him and Lucina that this wasn't necessary. But, as official guests to royalty, it had ultimately seemed rude to refuse such gifts.

Hopefully, they didn't look too silly or out of place in them. Or rather, he hoped he didn't. There was no doubt that Lucina had pulled the look off without flaw. She looked truly stunning in it,

"I hope Morgan isn't getting into too much trouble tonight," Lucina said, her excited grin momentarily replaced by an anxious look. She glanced around as if searching for a glimpse of their daughter 'mid-shenanigans'.

"I'm sure she'd be fine. I don't think she, Ophelia, and Kana can get into too much trouble in such a brief period of time. Remember, she also agreed to spend the other half of the festival with Inigo," Robin assured her.

"That second part doesn't inspire as much confidence as you'd think. Though I suppose Inigo is still walking on eggshells with her, even after they reconciled. That may very well keep him from encouraging poor behavior in her," Lucina conceded.

"My thoughts exactly. Though speaking of those two… there is someone else I am far more worried about getting into trouble." Robin rubbed the back of his neck nervously, already again fearing the potential outcomes of her running amok.

"Oh, Soleil…" Lucina said. She grimaced. "We really do need to curb her behavior at some point. This is getting out of hand. And I thought Inigo's philandering ways were excessive." She trailed off, shaking her head.

"Yeah… though for now I suppose we just hope for the best," Robin said.

Soon enough they reached the front of the line, Robin purchasing each of them a candied apple. With treats now in hand, they set back off into the festival. In short order, they made several more stops, from watching a group of street performers act out a play with colorful puppets, to checking out several of the other stalls, to having to quickly rush out of the way as a parade rolled through the center of the festival to the sound of drums and other musical instruments. Eventually, the two found themselves relatively alone, standing on the bridge towards the edge of the festival. It ran over one of the many streams that flowed out from the towering spire atop which sat the royal palace, currently mostly empty with so much of the royal household present at the celebrations.

"The lights are beautiful, are they not?" Lucina asked, staring out at the strings of lanterns hovering above the sea of stalls and crowds below.

"Yes, they are." Robin agreed. "Reminds me a lot of our trip to those Hot Springs in the Outrealms. I wonder if Hoshido's culture influenced Anna's resort at all. Then again, from what I know of Chon'sin back home, it seems several broadly similar cultures are present across many worlds in the Outrealms. I wonder why that is…"

He shook his head, brushing aside his musings. "Sorry, just a bit of academic curiosity on my part. Don't want to bore you with it."

"It's alright, I don't mind," Lucina assured him. She tore in half a pastry she had bought on their way to the spot, offering one half to him. It was filled with a sweet bean paste. Accepting it, the two ate in silence for a few moments, before Lucina ventured to speak once more.

"I wonder how long it will be until we can go home," Lucina said. She leaned against him, resting her head against his shoulder. "I know we cannot, not until the threat here is dealt with and our own world is safe, but…"

"I know," Robin said. She didn't have to say it. It had been too long since they'd been away, too long separated from their new family. From Morgan and Marc, the younger infant versions they'd been forced to leave behind. They were only a few months old when they were last there. If they were still that age, he didn't know how quickly time moved here relative to their own world, or even if they could use time travel to correct any such long discrepancies.

Robin leaned over, kissing her softly on her cheek. He slipped his hand around her as he finished, holding her close. "As soon as we're done here, as soon as both this world and ours are safe, we will return. I promise."

"I know," Lucina said, her turn to affirm their shared understanding, "I know we have made many wonderful new friends here, but even then I cannot help but feel homesick." She chuckled softly, adding, "Even if it is odd, that only a few years ago I would have never considered staying in that time for good."

"I am glad you decided to stay, I'd have been lost without you," Robin said. He kissed her again. She kissed him back in return.

In the distance, a gong tolled midnight. A firework shot off into the sky, raining down a shower of sparkling embers. Another followed, then more, illuminating the night with countless new stars that were born and died in each passing instant.

"I'm glad you're here with me, Lucina," Robin said, taking in the moment at her side. They watched the coming of the new year. No matter what the new year brought, no matter the challenges the future would bring, they would face it together. As they always did.

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Title: Robcina Week Day 4 - Dreams/Nightmares

Description: Robin has always been plagued by visions of the future in his dreams. Nearly every night he dreamt the same scene, the moment in which his future self killed Chrom and became the Fell Dragon. But this time was different, this time he did far more than just kill his best friend.

Notes: Takes place after Chapter 23 of Fire Emblem Awakening

Words: 1027

Robin bolted upright from bed, arms flailing against the tangle of covers entrapping him. Beads of cold sweat drenched his face, stringing his eyes to mix with the hot tears already streaming there. His heart raced, his chest tight as he found it hard to breathe.

It had felt so real. The sensation of shoving the conjured bolt into Chrom's chest, the wet of his blood staining his hands. The accusing glance from Lucina, the pleading in her eyes even as he struck her down too. Her hot blood splattered him, staining him as she died at his feet…

Robin shuddered, squeezing his eyes shut. It was only a dream, only a dream. None of it was real, it didn't happen. Only a dream…

A hand gripped his arm, snapping him out of his stupor. For an instant, every instinct burned to jolt away, but before he could he realized it was Lucina, having sat up next to him in their shared bed. He must have awakened her.

"Bad dream?" Lucina asked.

Robin nodded. He swallowed, his throat burning as he did so. He didn't feel like speaking. Not now. Not when he could still almost feel the blood staining him.

"Was it the same dream as before? The one where you killed my father?"

Though the silence was enough of an answer, Lucina still waited patiently for Robin to answer for himself. "Yes," Robin whispered, managing to speak at last. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting against the images burned into his mind from appearing again and again.

"It's okay, that didn't happen. You made sure of it. You resisted your father's control. And the Fell Dragon's as well," Lucina assured him. She reached up, cupping his cheek to force him to look at her. Her expression was gentle, her eyes filled with compassion and understanding. Which only added to his own feelings of disgust and self-loathing.

"This one was different. I didn't just kill Chrom. I killed you too, Lucina. I saw it. It felt so real…" he trailed off, trembling as he tried to shake off the images. He shook his head fiercely, but they still came, repeating in his mind again and again. Again he found his chest tightened, his breathing becoming ragged.

"Shhh," Lucina cooed. She took his hands in hers squeezing them. "It's okay, it wasn't real. I'm here."

For a long while Robin sat there with her in silence, unable to stop shaking. Then, slowly, soothed by her continued murmurs of reassurance and simply her presence at his side, he felt his facing heart still, finding himself again able to breathe.

"It's okay, it's okay," Lucina assured him gently. She gave his hands another squeeze.

Robin said nothing for many more long moments so that when he finally spoke, his voice came as little more than a hoarse whisper. "How can you still love me? I'm still Grima. The other me is still out there? What if I lose control? Become him? I can't let that happen, I can't let him make me hurt you…"

"Robin, look at me," Lucina said. Her hands slipped up to cup his face, making him look into her eyes. "You are not him. You're not the one who did those things, who destroyed my future. That wasn't you."

Robin shook his head, the deepest pits of his self-loathing urging him to deny her words, that wretched part of wanting to blame himself for all of it. "But-" he started to say, only for Lucina to silence him.

"No, there is not but, Robin. That wasn't you. You aren't to blame for any of it. That Robin made his choices. He did those things. But you, this Robin-" She poked a finger at his chest to emphasize her point, "the Robin here, the Robin I love, made different choices. You are better than him, and not to blame for any of it."

Fresh tears began to roll down Robin's cheeks, another sob falling from his lips. Lingering guilt now mixed with the feeling of being unworthy of the unconditional love and belief Lucina had in him. He didn't feel worth it.

Lucina wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into an embrace. She kissed him softly, her closeness at last washing away his sobs. "Just remember that, Robin. You are so much better than you give yourself credit for. You feel this way because you are truly the kindest, most selfless person I've ever met. And most of all, you are the man I love. Remember that, no matter what the future may hold."

For a long moment, Robin said nothing, clinging back to her as if she were a life-raft and he was a drowning sailor caught in a storm. Then he spoke, the voice again hoarse from all the sobs. "I don't deserve this… I don't deserve your love…"

"It's good then, that it is not your decision to make," Lucina countered.

Robin let out a choking sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "I guess you're right there at least." While the guilt lingered still, he felt much of the crushing weight on him lessen now, as if he wasn't the only one shouldering it. His eyelids started to droop, realizing suddenly just how tired he still was.

"Come on, let's get back to sleep," Lucina said. She loosened her embrace, leaving one arm wrapped around him. Following her lead, Robin laid back down next to her, remaining close.

"Do not let your dreams trouble you, for they are not real. I'm still here, and for as long as I can, I will remain by your side," Lucina assured him. She kissed him one more time.

Then Robin could no longer resist the call of sleep, his fears for what that might bring falling away. This time, however, perhaps thanks to Lucina's presence so close by his side, he found his rest untroubled. For once, he was not plagued by dark visions of another future or his greatest fears made manifest.

For just that night, at least, he was able to rest peacefully, free of the nightmares that so tormented him.

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Title: Robcina Week Day 4 - Dreams/Nightmares

Description: Robin has always been plagued by visions of the future in his dreams. Nearly every night he dreamt the same scene, the moment in which his future self killed Chrom and became the Fell Dragon. But this time was different, this time he did far more than just kill his best friend.

Notes: Takes place after Chapter 23 of Fire Emblem Awakening

Words: 1027

Robin bolted upright from bed, arms flailing against the tangle of covers entrapping him. Beads of cold sweat drenched his face, stringing his eyes to mix with the hot tears already streaming there. His heart raced, his chest tight as he found it hard to breathe.

It had felt so real. The sensation of shoving the conjured bolt into Chrom's chest, the wet of his blood staining his hands. The accusing glance from Lucina, the pleading in her eyes even as he struck her down too. Her hot blood splattered him, staining him as she died at his feet…

Robin shuddered, squeezing his eyes shut. It was only a dream, only a dream. None of it was real, it didn't happen. Only a dream…

A hand gripped his arm, snapping him out of his stupor. For an instant, every instinct burned to jolt away, but before he could he realized it was Lucina, having sat up next to him in their shared bed. He must have awakened her.

"Bad dream?" Lucina asked.

Robin nodded. He swallowed, his throat burning as he did so. He didn't feel like speaking. Not now. Not when he could still almost feel the blood staining him.

"Was it the same dream as before? The one where you killed my father?"

Though the silence was enough of an answer, Lucina still waited patiently for Robin to answer for himself. "Yes," Robin whispered, managing to speak at last. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting against the images burned into his mind from appearing again and again.

"It's okay, that didn't happen. You made sure of it. You resisted your father's control. And the Fell Dragon's as well," Lucina assured him. She reached up, cupping his cheek to force him to look at her. Her expression was gentle, her eyes filled with compassion and understanding. Which only added to his own feelings of disgust and self-loathing.

"This one was different. I didn't just kill Chrom. I killed you too, Lucina. I saw it. It felt so real…" he trailed off, trembling as he tried to shake off the images. He shook his head fiercely, but they still came, repeating in his mind again and again. Again he found his chest tightened, his breathing becoming ragged.

"Shhh," Lucina cooed. She took his hands in hers squeezing them. "It's okay, it wasn't real. I'm here."

For a long while Robin sat there with her in silence, unable to stop shaking. Then, slowly, soothed by her continued murmurs of reassurance and simply her presence at his side, he felt his facing heart still, finding himself again able to breathe.

"It's okay, it's okay," Lucina assured him gently. She gave his hands another squeeze.

Robin said nothing for many more long moments so that when he finally spoke, his voice came as little more than a hoarse whisper. "How can you still love me? I'm still Grima. The other me is still out there? What if I lose control? Become him? I can't let that happen, I can't let him make me hurt you…"

"Robin, look at me," Lucina said. Her hands slipped up to cup his face, making him look into her eyes. "You are not him. You're not the one who did those things, who destroyed my future. That wasn't you."

Robin shook his head, the deepest pits of his self-loathing urging him to deny her words, that wretched part of wanting to blame himself for all of it. "But-" he started to say, only for Lucina to silence him.

"No, there is not but, Robin. That wasn't you. You aren't to blame for any of it. That Robin made his choices. He did those things. But you, this Robin-" She poked a finger at his chest to emphasize her point, "the Robin here, the Robin I love, made different choices. You are better than him, and not to blame for any of it."

Fresh tears began to roll down Robin's cheeks, another sob falling from his lips. Lingering guilt now mixed with the feeling of being unworthy of the unconditional love and belief Lucina had in him. He didn't feel worth it.

Lucina wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into an embrace. She kissed him softly, her closeness at last washing away his sobs. "Just remember that, Robin. You are so much better than you give yourself credit for. You feel this way because you are truly the kindest, most selfless person I've ever met. And most of all, you are the man I love. Remember that, no matter what the future may hold."

For a long moment, Robin said nothing, clinging back to her as if she were a life-raft and he was a drowning sailor caught in a storm. Then he spoke, the voice again hoarse from all the sobs. "I don't deserve this… I don't deserve your love…"

"It's good then, that it is not your decision to make," Lucina countered.

Robin let out a choking sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "I guess you're right there at least." While the guilt lingered still, he felt much of the crushing weight on him lessen now, as if he wasn't the only one shouldering it. His eyelids started to droop, realizing suddenly just how tired he still was.

"Come on, let's get back to sleep," Lucina said. She loosened her embrace, leaving one arm wrapped around him. Following her lead, Robin laid back down next to her, remaining close.

"Do not let your dreams trouble you, for they are not real. I'm still here, and for as long as I can, I will remain by your side," Lucina assured him. She kissed him one more time.

Then Robin could no longer resist the call of sleep, his fears for what that might bring falling away. This time, however, perhaps thanks to Lucina's presence so close by his side, he found his rest untroubled. For once, he was not plagued by dark visions of another future or his greatest fears made manifest.

For just that night, at least, he was able to rest peacefully, free of the nightmares that so tormented him.

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Title: Robcina Week Day 3 - Wedding

Description: After a long time as a couple, Robin and Lucina's wedding is finally here. But can Robin make it to the moment without losing his nerve?

Words: 1113

Robin paced nervously. He rechecked the buttons on his suit. He'd done this many times already, several in fact, in just the past few minutes. He knew it was stupid, but he had to do something that at least felt useful. Or else he may die of the complete collapse of his nerve.

Today was quite possibly the most terrifying day of his life. An exciting, wonderful day to be certain, but a terrifying one nonetheless. In just a few moments he would go out there and marry the most wonderful and beautiful woman he'd ever known his entire life that he could remember.

Granted, the "life he could remember" capped out at about just over three years at this point, but the sentiment was there.

Robin stopped pacing, allowing himself to slump down onto a nearby chair as he attempted to relax. He looked down at his shaking hand, felt the butterflies in his stomach, and couldn't help but laugh softly at it. In a way this still hadn't sunk in, for all his nerves it still didn't feel quite real. He was actually getting married.

There had been so many weddings following the Plegian War. Chrom's and Sumia's had been the first and by far the biggest, one which he had served as best man. Then came the following weddings, as one by one what seemed like nearly every one of his friends got married as well. Until, at last, he was one of the few left single, alone, and with no prospects for love. No, not without "love" so to speak, as he loved all of his friends dearly, but rather love in the romantic sense. In truth, he'd given up hope of ever finding someone who'd love him that way: someone with whom he could spend the rest of his life.

Then Lucina entered his life. Formally, for she'd already been briefly in and out of it a few times as "Marth". He'd already fallen for her by that point in truth, from the moment he'd seen her unmasked he'd been smitten with her. But so brief had their interactions been, and with so long passing between meetings, he hadn't really put much hope in anything coming of that initial attraction. Then he met her properly, learned who she was, and… completely wrote off any hope of them being together. How could he not? She was from another time and the daughter of his best friend. A relationship would be too complicated, too much baggage. And besides, it wasn't like there had been a chance she'd felt the same way.

Yet despite every rational part of him urging him not to, he couldn't stay away. He found himself spending more and more time with her, first as comrades, then friends, and then…

He smiled, blushing as he remembered the day in that field as he offered her the flowers he'd gathered for her. Of his confession, and against all hope those feelings are reciprocated. One moment among many that followed that he knew he'd always treasure for as long as he lived.

His initial fears hadn't been unfounded. The difficulties and complexities for them from her being Chrom's daughter and those from their differing times had certainly been hurdles to overcome. Enough that many times he'd almost questioned their relationship. Almost. For, in the end, they both knew it was worth the struggles. For there was truly no other person they'd rather spend their lives with.

Behind him the door opened, Chrom entered the room. He moved up alongside Robin, grinning as he did so. "Are you ready?" he asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Robin answered. Speaking of baggage, he mused, pausing a moment to consider it before asking half in jest, "How about you? Ready to be the best man at your daughter's wedding?"

Chrom opened his mouth. Then shut it again. Then opened it, and shut it again. Only on the third attempt did he finally manage to form words. "I've been trying to not think about that part, you dastard. Please don't remind me, before I decide to call this whole thing off."

"You'd never dare," Robin countered. He laughed, more to try to clear the butterflies in his belly. "Come on, let's head in"

Heading out into the courtyard, Robin blinked against the sunlight streaming in overhead. In rows of chairs sat every one of his and Lucina's friends and loved ones, all gathered there to witness the wedding. And, in the case of Morgan, who turned around in her chair to wave at him, family. It really wasn't every day that your time-traveling daughter was there to attend her parents' wedding.

Taking the stand at the end of the aisle where Libra already stood to officiate over the ceremony, Robin turned and waited. The few moments that passed dragged on for what felt like an eternity as he waited and strewed in her nerves.

Then Lucina entered and the sight of her took his breath away. It was the first time he'd seen her wearing her wedding gown, all white with a blue sash the same color of her hair and eyes. She wore a circlet of azure and white flowers, while the bouquet in her hands was of the very same type as those he had picked for her that time before. It always went back to that moment, for it was there that their lives were truly bound together. In a way, today was just a reaffirming of those bonds.

Her mother, Sumia, walked her up the aisle, taking their places across from him. Robin found himself entranced as he stared into Lucina's joy-filled eyes already wet with tears of that very emotion. So transfixed was he by her beauty that he nearly missed it when Libra began to read them their vows, causing Robin to fumble over the first few lines he was promoted to confirm.

Lucina, tears of happiness now streaming down her cheeks, smiling, affirmed her own vows. She smiled as she spoke, touching Robin's heart as he looked upon it. That smile was something he wanted to protect and preserve for as long as he lived, to grant her the joy and happiness so deprived of her in Lucina's own time.

Then, with one final "I do" from each of them, they slipped their wedding bands on each other's fingers before meeting in a long, passionate kiss

From that moment onwards, their bond would remain for as long as they both lived. In the end, they had both found the one they'd spend the rest of their lives with.