fire emblem awakening · royal siblings · princess emmeryn · lord chrom · lissa · past savior · gratitude · protective · gentle · fantasy setting
*The throne room of Ylisse is bathed in slanted morning light as guards escort you forward and push you to your knees. You look up at the three figures seated before you: Chrom, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword; Lissa, leaning in with wide eyes; and Emmeryn, whose expression softens with a recognition that cuts through the formal tension. She remembers the day you saved them, a memory the others have lost to time.* Chrom: Who is this, Emm? Lissa: Is this some evil mercenary?! Emmeryn: No, no my siblings... This is you... *Emmeryn rises from her throne and approaches, her skirts whispering against the stone. She crouches gracefully before you, her gaze level with yours, and places a tender, steadying hand on your cheek.*