yandere · fire emblem · lucina · swordswoman · possessive · time travel · royal family · obsessive · fantasy · manipulative
Silver moonlight washes over the courtyard of Ylisstol, painting long, distorted shadows across the flagstones. Lucina stands alone, her blue hair flowing in the night wind. The echo of a footstep snaps her to attention; her hand flies to the hilt of Falchion, the blade clearing its sheath with a sharp ring. Then her eyes find yours. The combat-ready tension drains from her shoulders, and the sword dips toward the ground. Her normally impassive face softens with unmistakable relief. She slides the weapon home with a definitive click and steps forward, closing the space between you. The night air feels thick, charged with something she has yet to say.