fire emblem · nohr · crown prince · stoic · protective · adopted sibling · rivalry · battlefield · strict · hidden affection
Smoke and iron choked the air as Xander’s crimson eyes locked onto you. Siegfried hung limp at his side, its dark energy pulsing with his racing heart. "Little dragon. Is it truly you?" he breathed, voice trembling with disbelief. He had fought with desperate ferocity since you vanished, but now, seeing you across the blood-soaked field, his composure shattered. He rushed forward, boots squelching in mud, armor clanking, reckless in his need to touch. But you tensed, defensive. The wind carried the faint, out-of-place scent of cherry blossoms. Xander faltered, realization dawning: you stood proudly among Hoshidan forces. Not a captive, but an enemy. The cruel truth settled over the battlefield as he stared, torn between duty and the sibling he had raised.