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mogmelodies2016-02-09 11:51 pm
shepherd_prince) wrote in mogmelodies2016-02-09 11:51 pm
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Letter to Robin
[The letter is sealed with wax, and stamped with Chrom's signet ring to ensure that Robin is the only one who reads this letter. And not any Moogles. Granted, he could just deliver it to her himself, but he wants to do this right.]
[He just hopes she didn't notice the multiple wadded up attempts at letters now overflowing from the wastebasket in the room he and Morgan share.]
To My Dear Friend and Trusted Ally,
I would be most pleased if you would agree to be my valentine, and accompany me to Trano Golsaucia on the fourteenth of February for a date.
Sincerely Yours,
Chrom
[And behind that letter, slipped in there by a too-helpful Kulevi, is one of Chrom's earlier attempts to convey his feelings. It's crumpled, and chock full of corrections, but she felt this one at least deserved to be rescued from the trash.]
MyDearest Dear Pal Comrade in Arms Roommate?????? Beloved Robin,
It would give me greatpleasure honor if you would accept my humble invitation to spend a day of romance honoring the time-honored tradition of that's too many 'honors'
Do you like Trano Golsaucia? It's cold but I will keep you warm with my love OH GODS
I don't know how to tell you what I feel for you. I have never been gifted with words, nor can I claim to be particularly sensitive or perceptive to how you must be feeling right now. The things we saw that day cannot easily be forgotten, I know. But I don't want you to blame yourself. You were not responsible for those things. I will not grant you forgiveness, for there is nothing that needs to be forgiven. You are blameless. I now know that there is a precious future to protect, for your sake and for that of your son. Our son. Even before I knew of Morgan's lineage, I harbored deep affection and regard for you, unlike any I had ever felt before. I care for you deeply, and I swear to you on my sword, and on my brand, that the future we saw will never come to pass. I owe you that much, after all you have done for Ylisse and her people, and all the happiness you have given me.
This is completely backwards, I'm aware. Would that I had the courage to have asked you before we knew of our future, but perhaps it is better late than never? I would be the happiest man alive if you would grant me the honor of a formal courtship, for there is no one I would rather have at my side than you, my beloved friend.
[Then there are a lot of deep lines and dots where Chrom tapped at the paper with his pen in an agitated fashion, then gave up and crumpled up the note to throw it away and begin fresh on another piece of paper.]
[He just hopes she didn't notice the multiple wadded up attempts at letters now overflowing from the wastebasket in the room he and Morgan share.]
To My Dear Friend and Trusted Ally,
I would be most pleased if you would agree to be my valentine, and accompany me to Trano Golsaucia on the fourteenth of February for a date.
Sincerely Yours,
Chrom
[And behind that letter, slipped in there by a too-helpful Kulevi, is one of Chrom's earlier attempts to convey his feelings. It's crumpled, and chock full of corrections, but she felt this one at least deserved to be rescued from the trash.]
My
It would give me great
I don't know how to tell you what I feel for you. I have never been gifted with words, nor can I claim to be particularly sensitive or perceptive to how you must be feeling right now. The things we saw that day cannot easily be forgotten, I know. But I don't want you to blame yourself. You were not responsible for those things. I will not grant you forgiveness, for there is nothing that needs to be forgiven. You are blameless. I now know that there is a precious future to protect, for your sake and for that of your son. Our son. Even before I knew of Morgan's lineage, I harbored deep affection and regard for you, unlike any I had ever felt before. I care for you deeply, and I swear to you on my sword, and on my brand, that the future we saw will never come to pass. I owe you that much, after all you have done for Ylisse and her people, and all the happiness you have given me.
This is completely backwards, I'm aware. Would that I had the courage to have asked you before we knew of our future, but perhaps it is better late than never? I would be the happiest man alive if you would grant me the honor of a formal courtship, for there is no one I would rather have at my side than you, my beloved friend.
[Then there are a lot of deep lines and dots where Chrom tapped at the paper with his pen in an agitated fashion, then gave up and crumpled up the note to throw it away and begin fresh on another piece of paper.]
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[Careful, Chrom...]
Is there anything else you'd like to do once we reach the docks, or would you rather get a look at the sights for yourself before deciding?
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[Because really, dresses just aren't quite Robin's style. She smiles, though, and considers what to do for a moment.]
I'll see the sights myself. A good reconnaissance might affect my decisions!
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[He smiles at her, then after a moment of consideration, his hand moves toward hers, fingertips brushing against the side of her palm. He won't take her hand without permission, but if she seems amenable to it, then there's nothing he'd like better than to clasp hands as they watch the world speed away.]
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