Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
Severa was the daughter she had never expected to have. After all, for so long she had been enamored with Chrom, of course getting married and having a child was one of the last things she had been expecting. Even after accepting Stahl’s proposal, she was doubtful that she would be able to give birth to anybody—after all, she didn’t really feel deserving of his love if anything.
However, the moment the twin-tailed brunette approached her with the ring Stahl gave her in her hands. Right at that moment she realized, she had learned to love Stahl fully—she had learned to move on and nonetheless, she had given life to this promising child.
However, a promising future was not something she had given to her in that alternative future. There was nothing she could do about it. Though genetically similar, she was not her real mother and this Severa, was not her ‘real’ daughter. However, the bonds they have shared together was not something that someone could simply dismiss. It would be a lie to say that Cordelia did not feel as if she was a mother to this lost child, the child who had lost her two parents who loved her the most—the child who kept all her promises and waited for the parents who didn’t even have a chance to make for up all the promises they had broken.
In a sense, she felt obligated to atone for what her future self had failed to do—the very least she could do was to give Severa a happier life in the present, while she was still alive. Though, despite her understanding of her daughter’s insecurities and being constantly compared to Cordelia herself, she couldn’t ask for anybody else to be her daughter. Maybe, she wasn’t as strong willed as Lucina, or intelligent like Laurent but if there was one thing, it was the undeniable kind heart her daughter bear. She wouldn’t change a thing and she would hope that one day ‘her’ Severa, will grow up to be like this one. To Cordelia, Severa is not only a daughter she had never had but also, somebody who she can call a comrade—somebody who she cherish in many aspects.
