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illusionsofdreaming · 7 years

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Could you write imagines for the siblings reacting to the retainers wanting to marry F!MU. E.g. Xander-Laslow, Ryoma-Saizo, Big brothers-Joker, Elise-Arthur and the others if you so wish, but definitely those top 4.

Notes: So a quick apology for being so, so very late in getting to this! This prompt was a tough one and I was stuck on it for the looooongest time. Instead of scrapping it and rewriting it I decided I’ll post whatever I’ve got so far OTL unfortunately I only got to Xander and Ryoma but I hope it’s alright..

Ft: Xander (Laslow), Ryoma (Saizo)

Xander (Laslow): The moment your announcement finished, Laslow could feel Xander’s eyes lock onto him and the room’s temperature plunged several degrees.

Whatever paperwork the prince had been working on prior to the announcement of your engagement was promptly forgotten as Xander stood from his chair and Laslow barely masked his whimper of fear.

Loyal retainer and friend of the high prince or not, from the thunderous look in Xander’s eyes, the swordsman knew he was royally fucked this time.

“Excuse us for a moment ______.” Xander said with a sweet smile that never reached his eyes as a heavy hand dropped on Laslow’s shoulder and bodily dragged him to the side. You, beautifully oblivious to the chilling atmosphere that encapsulated Xander’s private study, missed Laslow’s pleading expression for help as he was dragged behind the dressing divider.

“Explain yourself.” Xander whispered once they were out of your sight.

“I b-believe ______ explained it quite well Milord.” Laslow laughed uneasily, flinching when the prince’s expression only darkened further.

“Do not test my patience Laslow.” Xander warned, the hand on his retainer’s shoulder tightening punishingly. “You are my retainer and my dear friend but ______ is my cherished sister. If this is another one of your frivolous games-“

“It is not a game.” Laslow interrupted, the fierce look in his eyes gave Xander pause. “My feelings for ______ are genuine.” The mercenary met his lord’s eyes evenly, unflinching as the blond prince’s searching gaze seared into him, assessing the validity of his claims.

Slowly the pressure on his shoulder eased off as Xander released his iron grip. “I suppose a threat isn’t necessary.” At the fair prince’s wry words Laslow released the sigh of breath he’d been holding in, knowing that he’d passed some kind of test.

Falling to his knees he bowed his head to his lord and friend. “I promise I will protect and cherish ______ for as long as I draw breath my Liege. I truly love ______ and will do anything to keep her happy.”

“That I do not doubt.” Xander sighed and Laslow looked up in surprise at the wariness that tainted the prince’s voice. His heart skipped a beat in worry as the crown prince turned his back on him.

“My…lord?” The hesitance and sadness that glanced over Xander’s face alarmed the retainer and Laslow struggled to pinpoint its cause. Was it too much after all? He was, after all, just a lowly mercenary, an outsider deep down. A terrible match for the crown prince’s sister and chosen one of divine blade.

“… and what of after the war? Does _______ know?”

Laslow’s thoughts staggered to a halt as his eyes widened in realisation. Ah. It was a topic briefly touched on, the hypothesis of his departure after the war. He should’ve known. Deep down how much the prince took care of his family and friend’s happiness and wellbeing. Whether he was suited for ______ was never truly the prince’s concern, Laslow realised. Ah, I’ve been such a fool.

“..Yes.” He answered honestly. As much as he learned to love the people here, there were others waiting for him on the other side who needed his help. The day you said you’ll follow him wherever he’ll go made his heart soar and brought tears to his eyes. But now he realised as his heart clenched with guilt, it would mean taking you away from everyone here.

“My Lord…” Xander halted his words with a raised hand and his chest tightened uncomfortably at the resigned sigh that came from the prince. Laslow knew. The crown prince was no fool, Xander understood everything behind his short answer. When the war ends, they will be gone.

Laslow watched with a heavy heart as Xander turned around, standing slowly as the prince beckoned him to rise. The silence was slowly eating the mercenary from within as he shifted his weight in nervousness. The urge to explain - to apologize and beg forgiveness was strong but his lord’s silence muted him. He of all people should know how it feels like to lose family and although it’s nothing close to death, the possibility of them returning was slim.

He flinched when Xander’s hand landed on his shoulder again. “Take care of her Laslow.”

Tears welled up in his eyes and his head bowed from the sense of relief and respect that overwhelmed him. “Always… Xander.”

Xander’s smile was understanding as he patted Laslow’s shoulder. “Thank you.” Following his lord’s lead they went back to where you waited anxiously and in one swift move the prince drew you in a crushing hug.

“You have my blessing, little princess.”

Ryoma (Saizo): The brush in his hand stilled as the implications of your confession sunk in.

“Saizo?” he said in a way that was more of a question of confirmation than anything.

“Milord…”

He supposed he couldn’t say he didn’t see this happening. Although work has constantly kept him busy and room-bound, he was not blind to the sparks that have been flying between you two lately.

He knew when Saizo started following you around. The ninja had always been a bit wary of strangers and newcomers around camp. Ryoma hadn’t been particularly worried, for he knew the ninja will learn to trust you in his own terms, as he did with all others. So he hadn’t interfered then, knowing it’ll benefit the both of you in the long run. But this…

He gently sets his brush down, trying to buy himself some time to think through the emotions that washed through him.

It only seemed like yesterday when you were brought back to Hoshido, back into their family and now you’re slipping away again, marrying into another family. It was a bittersweet feeling of not being able to know you as well as he’d like but in the end brotherly pride triumphed over all.

“I trust no one better than Saizo, he’s a wonderful man.” He said honestly, smiling. However your engagement to the ninja brought him mixed feelings of joy and worry. For Saizo’s not just any man. He’s the high-prince’s retainer. “I suppose you came to hand in your resignation?” He turned to address Saizo. It would be for the best, for Ryoma knew after this day he wouldn’t be able to send the ninja out on missions alone without thinking of you as well.

At this the ninja fell to his knees, his head bowed. “Milord, I have sworn my life and service to following and protecting you. I am not begging for release but instead your consideration and permission in allowing me to stay by your side.”

Ryoma blinked, not expecting this, then his face hardened. “I am humbled by your loyalty Saizo, however this matter does not affect just us. You of all people should know how dangerous your line of work is, have you not considered how it would affect _______ as well?”

Saizo visibly cowed at the reprimand, hands clenched tightly on his lap and it was here where you decided to intervene. “Brother, I know and have accepted long ago that Saizo’s loyalty and duties lies with serving the royal family first and foremost. The love he holds for you and I may be different but I do not think one is stronger or weaker than the other.”

“______….” Ryoma said with a pained voice.

“I understand how dangerous his line of work is, that one day I might wake to a cold bed. But we are at war brother, surrounded by death and carnage every day and despite all that I still love him, if anything, it only made me appreciate and cherish every second I have with him.” You looked down when you felt Saizo’s hand in yours and although you couldn’t see his expression you felt his love and gratitude through his grip.

Ryoma sighed heavily through his nose but could find no refute. For there’s only truth in your admission and he would not offer false lies or comfort when you both know how dire situations can get in times of war. For a moment he laments on how inadequate of a brother he is. That he can’t promise or guarantee to his own sibling that her husband won’t be sent to his death on missions, nor could he afford to pay special attention to Saizo just because he was soon to be his brother in law. That was the burden of his role as the prince next in line for the throne. He sets down his brush and stood from his seat. The prince couldn’t offer you comfort or promises but at the very least, he wanted you, his little sister, to have happiness.

“Milord, I love ______ and I am also proud to serve by your side. I am lacking in many areas but I promise to protect ________ from anything that means her harm for as long as I continue to draw breath.”

“Even if it’s me?” He asked quietly, ignoring your sharp protest as he met Saizo’s eyes evenly. “If I ever become a threat to _______ will you turn your blade on me?”

Saizo seemed taken aback from the question, his eye widening in shock. Perhaps he should feel guilty for putting his retainer in such a cruel position. It might seem like a question and test of loyalty but Ryoma had to know. He needed to know where the ninja’s priorities lay. Loyalty was a rare and desirable trait found in soldiers but it pales in comparison to the bonds of love and family. Should there be a day - the prince prayed it would never come - the ninja will be forced to choose between his duties and _______…

“Yes.” The ninja said firmly after a while and when Saizo lifted his head, Ryoma was satisfied by the resolve in his gaze. “My lord, I will cut even you.” Love over duty.

Ryoma breathed out quietly. He appraised the man he looked to as a companion and close friend and smiled. “Take care of her Saizo.”

The brightness that shone through both your eyes that moment, simultaneously warmed and broke his heart knowing the perils ahead will be hard. Ryoma could only pray that his fears will never come to fruition.

“I will protect her with my life, never let any harm come to her milord. I swear my name on it.”

Ryoma smiled, “I have no doubt you will my friend. You have my blessings.”

((OOC:: now i dare you all to read this))

#fire emblem #fire emblem fates #imagine #writing #imagines #xander #laslow #inigo #ryoma #saizo #engagement news #it surprisingly turned out quite angsty #which was not my intention #hnnng i'll have to rewrite these one day #need to try again

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