âI suppose with something from earlier in his life. You are Auntie Lissaâs friend, you must have known him while he was younger.â Lucina said politely, thanking the maid as she arrived. ââŚand black will be fine, thank you.â
She had a feeling that the night would involve multiple different kinds of tea, but it didnât matter. It would be nice to make friends with the people of this time, and get to know them in a context other than a parent.Â
She was still surprised by howâŚpeaceful the city was, really. Especially these fancier streets. If she looked hard enough, she could picture where the flames and bodies would be - but she forced herself not to. This was meant to be a pleasant time.Â
âLetâs see... Well. Did anyone ever tell you of the time your father thought Frederick was a monster? It was long ago, but I remember it clearly- it was also my first time visiting Lissa without my father accompanying me. The day had been so lovely, no one expected the sudden storm later that night! Your father was checking on us, believing that we might be afraid since we were so young.â She mused, almost laughing to herself. She still thought that Chrom just hadnât wanted to be alone, but he was also sweet enough that his reason was likely the main reason behind his appearance that night.Â
âLissa blew out the candles we had been using when he wasnât looking- her mischievous streak is not a new trait, I can assure you. The sudden darkness combined with that dreadful storm put him on edge, and at that moment Frederick knocked.âÂ
Ah, but maybe she should spare Chromâs dignity before continuing... ... Nonsense, Lucina was his daughter, and while Chrom was a great man, he had his foolish moments that all children of his deserved to know. That was how being a parent worked, after all.Â










