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What Had Happened

Summary: Kiran asks Lif what had happened to the Kiran of his world.

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24134002

Warnings: Major character death

Alfonse, no Lif, was seated in the castle’s garden. A stone bench was next to rose bush. Kiran realized it was the same bench that they and Alfonse would sit at all the time. Alfonse always showed Kiran Askr’s stars, and Kiran would talk about how different they were compared to their world.

It was one of the things that Kiran just adored doing with the prince. Nobody ever bothered them when they sat on that bench. It was as if nothing else ever existed when they sat there together.

Kiran and Alfonse had silently to avoid the bench when Lif was summoned. Kiran and Alfonse had been sitting there, enjoying themselves like they did every night. But when they left, Kiran had noticed Lif not too far from where they sat. Kiran brought it up to Alfonse and they decided that they would let Lif spend time there for a while. It was the least they could do for him.

But for some reason, something just seemed to pull Kiran to this spot. They knew full well that Lif would be there and that they should give him space, but they felt like they should go see him at least.

Kiran had stood there just watching quietly for about fifteen minutes before they finally got the courage to approach him.

When they finally did, they took a seat next to him on the bench. Lif did not acknowledge them, but he made no effort to get them to leave either. They just sat in silence for another few minutes before Kiran finally spoke up.

“Have you talked to anybody?” was all Kiran asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Have you talked to anybody about what you went through?” Kiran re-worded. “Maybe Sharena? She’s really worried you, you know...”

“I can’t.” said Lif. “I put her through so much back in my world, I can’t do it to this world’s Sharena too.”

“What about me? You know how great of a listener I am.”

“Kiran...” Lif slumped over, putting his face in his hands. “You have no idea how much it hurts to see you, no matter the circumstance. I see you all day, and then at night you’re in my nightmares. Both you and Sharena.”

“Lif... I’m sorry, I had no idea.” Kiran apologized. “I know it’s hard, but I really think you should talk to someone about this. It’s not healthy to keep everything to yourself. If you were to share that burden with someone, I’m sure you’ll feel at least a little bit better.”

Lif didn’t respond to that. He knew Kiran had a point, but he believed it was his burden to bear. No one else’s. Kiran had pulled one of his hands from his face and slowly slipped his hand into theirs. It was so cold for Kiran. They gave the hand a tight squeeze before continuing.

“Could... Could you at least tell me what happened to the me in your world? Keeping this to yourself is only going to hurt you, Lif.”

“Are you sure you can handle it, Kiran? I can’t imagine how it must feel knowing that if things were just a bit different, you’d be dead. Do you really want to know how it would’ve happened and what came after?”

Kiran thought for a moment before squeezing Lif’s hand a second time.

“Yes.”

Lif took a deep breath before telling Kiran what he’d been keeping to himself for so long.

----

“Al-Alfonse...” Kiran tried to speak through the gurgling noise of the blood in their throat.

“D-Don’t talk, Kiran. Stay still, a healer should be here soon. Everything will be okay.” Alfonse sobbed, cradling Kiran’s head in his lap. His hand resting on their cheek, unable to look away from the gaping hole in Kiran’s gut. It was obvious to anyone that Kiran was not going to make it, Alfonse refused to accept anything else. He had already lost so much, if he were to lose the love of his life after his sister, it would be too much to bear.

“I love you, so, so much, Alfonse.” Kiran rasped, a little bit of blood pooling out of their mouth and going down their chin. “I just want you to know that I don’t regret coming here. I’m so happy I got to meet you, my love.”

Alfonse held Kiran’s hand to his chest and simply nodded.

“I love you too, Kiran.” he sobbed. “I love you more than you could ever possibly know. And I promise you, that I will find a way to bring you and everyone else back to me. Both you and Sharena.”

“Don’t... push... yourself... ” Kiran’s breath was starting to get laboured, Alfonse realized as Kiran took a deep breath between words. “Just focus... on surviving...”

As soon as Kiran had said that, Alfonse could feel their hand go limp in his.

Alfonse couldn’t bring himself to do anything except cry into his beloved’s hair. He just sat there and cried until Eir had finally returned with Askr soldiers.

They had managed to convince Alfonse to return to the castle with them. Eir stayed away from Alfonse, thinking he must have blamed her.

But in reality, Alfonse didn’t blame her. He didn’t blame anyone except himself and Hel. Hel took his parents away, slayed his sister before it was her time, and she had now taken the life of someone who should not have even been here in the first place. Hel.

This was all Hel’s fault. Alfonse would not rest until he had personally destroyed Hel himself. He clenched his fists in anger. For the rest of the march back to the castle, all Alfonse could think of was how he was going to kill Hel.

----

When they had finally arrived back at the castle, it was pretty much empty. No one except the castle staff and the kingdom’s army remained. Alfonse discovered that all the heroes Kiran had summoned were returned to their worlds when Kiran died. Kiran was the only thing keeping them in this world and now that they’re gone they weren’t able to stay.

He knew the castle would feel empty, but not this empty. It was practically silent in the building. There were a few confused servants, who were most likely confused by the sudden disappearance of all the heroes.

But Alfonse could care less right now.

He was all alone right now.

Yeah, sure; Eir was there. He knew despite everything, she’s still there for him. Kiran and Sharena both were close to her. She loved them, and he knows she loves him too. But he just can’t face her right now. If he saw the daughter of the woman who killed his love and sister... he just didn’t want to throw any misdirected anger toward another victim.

----

Time blurred for Alfonse. The moment he arrived at the castle he retreated into his room and had stayed there. He had no idea how much time had passed. One moment he looked out the window and the sun was up, he faced away for a bit and the next he looked it was dark. He couldn’t really remember anything he had done for the past few days. He vaguely remembers eating the meals that the castle staff had urged him to eat, but the meals were the only way he knew how much time had passed.

It must have been a week of this before he heard this frantic pounding on his bedroom door. He slowly got out of bed and answered it. No longer caring about appearances he put no effort into making himself look presentable. When he opened the door he saw it was one of his general’s. The name escaped his mind at the moment but the man immediately started his report.

“Prince Alfonse, Hel and her army have been seen marching toward the kingdom. We believe she’s making her way for the Capital.”

Alfonse stood there for a second, taking in the news. Not quite sure how to respond to this report.

A part of him was ashamed to admit that he didn’t really care about the war anymore. Most of his kingdom is gone, most slayed by Hel and her army. He had no real kingdom to protect anymore, he had no family to fight with him, and he no longer had a love to fight for.

But there was also a part of him who wanted to march straight to Hel and destroy her and get revenge for all that he had lost. To make her pay for everything that she had done to him and his people.

He finally reached over and grabbed his sword and looked at the general.

“Grab any soldier who’s willing to fight. We’re ending this once and for all.” he said.

“Y-Yes, sir!” the man saluted before running off toward the barracks.

Alfonse changed into his armor. He wasn’t going to let Hel have her way, not without a fight. That’s not what Kiran or Sharena would have wanted. If Hel wanted a fight, well he’d give her one.

----

With both the Askr army and Hel’s army marching toward each other it wasn’t long before they met and engaged in combat. Alfonse and what was left of the Askr army did what they could, but soon only Alfonse remained. He held his sword up, directed at Hel and glared through the rain.

“It seems that after everything you still want to fight, Prince Alfonse.” Hel said, looking down at him from her throne.

“There is nothing you could do that would make me stop fighting you, Hel!” Alfonse yelled. “I will kill you, and avenge everyone you’ve slaughtered!”

“Is that so?” she asked. “Well if that’s what you want you’ll still have to reach me. I have one guard who I think you’ll have difficulty fighting.”

“Send anyone, Hel! I’ll kill them if it means I can finally kill you!”

Hel closed her eyes in thought for a second before opening them.

“Very well.” she said, and motioned for someone to come closer with her hand.

Alfonse readied his sword and got into position, he was going to cut down anyone who got in his way.

When the person Hel called for had finally reached the front of the army, Alfonse felt all the color drain from his face, he was nearly brought down to his knees from the shock.

There in front him, standing guard for Hel, was his beloved Kiran.

But Kiran didn’t look like themselves anymore. Their skin was no longer the same color, instead it was a colorless gray. Their eyes no longer held the same glow it usually had, they looked sunken and lifeless. Even their hair looked dead and brittle.

It was then that Alfonse recalled one of Hel’s abilities. She was able to bring the people she killed over to serve her. As a part of her army of the living dead.

This... This was just too much.

This, he just couldn’t do.

Being forced to fight the person he had fallen in love with? It was unthinkable.

“Alfonse...” Kiran’s small voice reached his ears, causing him to look them in the eye. Kiran had a sword ready in their hands. “Please, kill me.”

Alfonse’s eyes widened at their request.

“K-Kill you? Kiran, I can’t kill you. I’ve already seen you die once, I can’t handle it again.” Alfonse argued, feeling tears build up.

“You have to.” Kiran said, tears running down their face. “If you don’t, I’m going to kill you, and I’m going to kill more people. Innocent people. I’ll never be able to rest as long as I live like this. Alfonse, I can’t control my body at all. Everything I’m doing is against my will. I can’t stand this much longer.”

Kiran’s sobbing ripped Alfonse’s heart apart. He remembered having to do this for his father after he took the curse meant for his son. Kiran was right, they’d never be able to rest, never move on to the afterlife, as long as they were here a part of Hel’s army.

It was their last wish, for Alfonse to free them from this living Hell that they had been forced into.

Alfonse dragged them into all of this, he’ll get them out. He promised.

Alfonse looked at Kiran through teary eyes and readied his sword.

“Alright, I’ll kill you.” Alfonse said in a tight voice. “If it’ll free you from Hel’s will, I’ll do it.”

He saw Kiran smile through their tears before running over and raising their sword.

“I’m sorry!” Kiran cried.

“Don’t be.” Alfonse smiled as well, blocking Kiran’s sword. Kiran was never strong to begin with. Alfonse insisted they stay behind the army at all times so they never really had to learn how to use a weapon. Alfonse knew that despite Hel controlling Kiran, they still couldn’t go beyond the limits they had when they were alive. He knew that this was just to keep him from fighting.

Well, he wasn’t going to let her use Kiran as a shield. He’d free Kiran from this nightmare and give them the peace of the afterlife that they deserved. He at least owed them that much.

Alfonse closed his eyes and swung his sword and felt it penetrate skin. His eyes clenched tighter when he heard Kiran grunt in pain.

‘This is for the best.’ He reminded himself.

He took a look and saw that his sword cut right through Kiran’s abdomen. Kiran stood there for a second, sword still raised from moving to cut him down, frozen.

Kiran smiled before coughing up blood that splattered onto Alfonse’s face, but he didn’t even care. Kiran’s arms dropped along with the sword and Alfonse caught them in his arms before they fell.

“Thank... you...” Kiran smiled as what little life they had left drained from their face.

“Anything for you, my love.” Alfonse said as he held their hand up to his cheek. “Anything for you.”

----

“It was after that, that Hel proposed the deal.” Lif finished.

“The deal that if you served her she would bring back everyone who dies in this world back to life in your world?” Kiran asked.

“Yes.” he said. “The thought of losing you not once but twice was too much to bear. I couldn’t handle the idea of having that image of you working for Hel to be the last thing I saw of you.”

“Are you upset that I summoned you here? Are you angry that you have to keep living in this world?”

Lif was silent for a second, but he spoke up after a few seconds of thinking.

“Sometimes. It hurts that I’m not able to be with the Sharena and Kiran of my world.” he said. “But being here, and seeing you two live happily now comforts me. It makes me feel like I’ve made the right decision. I feel like this is what the Kiran and Sharena of my world would have wanted.”

Kiran leaned onto Lif’s shoulder and squeezed his hand once more.

“I think so too.”

#my writing #one shot #fire emblem heroes #feh #alfonse #kiran #lif

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awkotacosummoner · 4 years

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Sick Day

Summary: Mercedes comes down with the flu. The Blue Lion’s decide it is time to give back to the squad mom.

Ships: Slight Sylvain x Mercedes, but it’s barely there

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22532716

Mercedes was late to class. For as long as Annette had known Mercedes she was never late to anything. Ever. So she was a little worried about her friend when twenty minutes of class passed by and there was no sign of her. It was at the thirty minute mark that she had finally come in, a little disheveled and a handkerchief held over her nose and mouth.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, Professor. I overslept.” Mercedes apologized profusely as she walked to her seat next to Annette.

“It’s okay, Mercedes.” Byleth had said from the front of the classroom. “But oversleeping isn’t like you, are you feeling alright?”

“Oh, yes.” Mercedes waved her hand dismissively. “I’ve had a bad cough since yesterday and it just kept me up is all.”

As if on cue, she had a small coughing fit and had brought her handkerchief back to her mouth.

“Well, if you say so...” Byleth trailed off, before going back to her lecture.

----

It had been another twenty minutes into the lecture when a cry from Annette caused Byleth to turn away from the chalkboard.

“Merci!” Annette cried when Mercedes had suddenly slumped over in her seat, head hitting the desk, before falling out of her chair.

Byleth had dropped the chalk and ran over to the table that Annette and Mercedes were seated at.

“What happened?” she asked, kneeling down to where Mercedes had fallen.

“I-I don’t know.” Annette stuttered. “Her breathing started to sound kinda funny and before I knew she just collapsed.”

Byleth brought her hand to Mercedes forehead and frowned.

“It feels like she’s running a fever. We should get her down to the infirmary.”

“Professor...” Mercedes had said, waking up. “Don’t trouble yourself, I can get their by myself.”

“But Merci...” Annette trailed off.

“I’m fine, Annie. I think I’ve just caught a small cold is all.”

“You’re not going to the infirmary all by yourself, Mercedes. I don’t want you collapsing again with no one around to help.” Byleth had said, helping her stand up.

Once standing Mercedes seemed to be off balance a bit and kept stumping.

“I can take her!” Annette had offered. “I can even stay with her in the infirmary until Professor Manuela gets there.”

Byleth stayed silent for a moment, she was okay with taking Mercedes herself, but that would leave the rest of the class unsupervised.

“Alright, you can take her and you can stay with her. I’ll have one of your classmates take notes for you and Mercedes and bring your work over.”

“Thank you, Professor.” Annette smiled, leading Mercedes out of the room.

“Felix, would you mind running to find Manuella and explain the situation to her?”

Felix let out a heavy sigh before standing up.

“Sure.” was all he said before heading out before Annette and Mercedes.

“Come right back once you find and tell her!” Byleth called out to him.

“I’m sorry about all this trouble, Professor.” Mercedes said. “If I was able I’d handle it myself.”

“Don’t be, Mercedes. Everyone gets sick, so just focus on getting better.”

“Alright, thank you everyone.” Mercedes smiled before leaving with Annette.

Once the two were gone and Byleth had closed the classroom doors, she turned to Ingrid.

“Ingrid, could I ask you to copy your notes for Annette and Mercedes?”

“Of course Professor.” said Ingrid, taking out a few extra sheets of paper.

With that, Byleth had continued with her lecture, making sure to slow down so Ingrid could keep up with taking extra notes.

----

After around ten minutes of sitting in the Infirmary, Manuella had finally arrived.

“Sorry for the wait, girls. I just had to set up a quick assignment for my class while I’m here.” she said, moving to her desk.

“On no, Professor Manuella. I’m the one that should be sorry.” Mercedes apologize. “It’s my fault you were taken away from your duties.”

“Nonsense,” Manuella waved dismissively. “It’s my job to take care of you students. Now, let me take a look.”

----

It had only taken a few minutes of an examination to diagnose Mercedes.

“Well dear, it seems like you’ve come down with the flu. It seems like everyone in the monastery is coming down with it these days. A few days of rest and some medicine and you’ll be back to your old self in no time.” Manuella smiled.

“That’s a relief.” Annette had said.

“Now, I suggest you resting in here at least for a bit. I would like to make sure that you didn’t hit your head to hard when you collapsed. Annette dear, you can head back to class, your friend is in good hands.”

“Alright.” Annette said, standing up. “Merci, I’m on weeding duty today, so I’ll see if someone else can drop off the classwork from today for you.”

“Thank you, Annie. Thank you for helping me get here.”

“It’s no problem.” Annette smiled. “Just be sure to get better, okay?”

“Right.” Mercedes nodded.

Annette nodded back before leaving and making her way back to class.

----

Manuella made Mercedes stay in the infirmary for most of the day. Just to make sure that bump on her head was nothing more than a bump. When she finally deemed Mercedes safe enough to be by herself, she walked her to her dorm.

“Don’t hesitate to come and get me if you need me, alright?” Manuella asked.

“Of course.” Mercedes smiled. “Thank you very much, Professor Manuella.”

“Anytime dear, anytime.” she said before heading off.

Mercedes closed her door behind her before letting out a shuddering breath. In truth, she was feeling a lot worse than how she explained. Her head was killing her, her nose wouldn’t stop running, and her entire body ached. Normally she would just brush off everyone’s concern but today she just felt so bad that she is going to take their advice and take it easy for the next few days.

Mercedes pulled the ribbon out of her hair, letting her hair fall down naturally. With it not being in the low ponytail, she could feel some of the pressure in her head go away. She decided to change into her night clothes before heading to bed to sleep this flu off.

----

Mercedes didn’t know how long she had been asleep when she woke up to a knocking at her door. She slowly got out of bed to answer it. She opened the door to see Sylvain facing away from the door.

“Sylvain?”

“Oh! Mercedes, I just wanted... to... bring...” Sylvain trailed off as he turned around to see Mercedes standing in the doorway. A small blush forming on his cheeks.

“Sylvain, are you alright?” Mercedes asked.

“Huh? Oh. Yeah, I’m alright. In fact I’m doing great.” he grinned. “I’ve just never seen you with your hair down. You look beautiful.”

Mercedes chuckled.

“I’m sure you say that to all the sick girls you talk to.” she smirked.

“Wha-? No, of course not. Hell, if you weren’t for you needing rest and being... contagious... I would offer to eat dinner in your room with you tonight.”

It was at this moment that Mercedes noticed how far away Sylvain was standing.

“Sylvain, are you afraid of germs?” Mercedes asked.

“What? Me? Afraid of germs? N-no way...” Sylvain said, waving his hands nervously in the air, avoiding eye contact causing Mercedes to chuckle.

“Regardless, was their something you needed?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, right!” Sylvain’s eyes widened in remembrance, before starting to dig around his bag. “Since Annette and Ingrid had weeding duty today, they asked me to deliver your classwork and notes.”

He finally pulled out a few sheets of paper and handed them over to Mercedes, who still could see the distance he was standing away from.

“Thank you very much, Sylvain.” she smiled. “I owe you one.”

Sylvain blushed again at the kind smile Mercedes had given him.

“W-Well, it was Ingrid and Annette who had taken the notes and stuff. I was just the delivery boy.” he said, rubbing the back of his head.

“Either way, I still owe you one. Given how anxious you are about me being sick, it means a lot that you come over here.”

“Well,” Sylvain smirked, regaining his composure. “How about when you’re all better, I take you out to eat?”

“Hmm.” Mercedes tapped her chin in pretend thought. “I might take you up on that offer.”

“Awesome!” Sylvain smiled. “Well, I’ll let you get back to resting. See you in class.”

“Yes. I’ll see you later Sylvain.” Mercedes waved to Sylvain’s retreating figure.

Mercedes closed her door again and set the work and notes on her desk. She’d get to it later, when she was feeling better. She’d walked back to her bed, standing and talking to Sylvain really wore it out of her and she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

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Another knock woke Mercedes up. She looked over to the clock in her room, it seemed like only a half hour had passed since she spoke with Sylvain. She slowly stood out of her bed and made her way to the door. When she opened it, she saw Ingrid standing on the other side, with a pile of books in her hands.

“Mercedes, hello. How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Oh, Ingrid. I’m feeling a bit better than I was this morning, thank you for asking.” she smiled. “Can I help you with something?”

“No actually, I came to help you. May I?” she asked, gesturing toward her room.

“Of course, come on in.” Mercedes moved out of the way to let Ingrid in.

“It’s just, I know how boring it could be stuck in your room all day, and I know that even when your sick you can only sleep so much. So I thought I’d lend you some of my books to keep you entertained.”

“Oh, Ingrid. Thank you. Here, you can set those on the desk.” she said moving some things aside to give Ingrid’s books some room.

“It’s no problem. I see Sylvain dropped of the notes.” she said, catching a glimpse of the pile of paper Sylvain had given her earlier. “He’s always been a bit of a germaphobe so I was worried that he wouldn’t give them to you.”

“Yes, he stopped by not too long ago, actually. Thank you again for taking extra notes for me. I don’t feel as stressed as I usually would be with having those with me.”

“Don’t worry about it. Annette was the one to take most of those, she wasn’t gone with you for long. Well, I don’t want to keep you, you probably need more rest, so I’ll see you later.” Ingrid waved before heading out.

“Yes, and thank you very much for the books.” Mercedes said, before closing the door.

Once the door was closed, she headed back to bed, this time with one of Ingrid’s books in her hand. She had been sleeping for most of the day, if she slept any more she might not be able to fall asleep later that night. So she thought reading a little bit wouldn’t hurt.

----

She was only a few chapters into the book when someone knocked on her door again. She gently set the book down and walked back toward the door.

“Good afternoon, Mercedes.” it was Dedue. Mercedes noticed him holding a cup of what was most likely tea in his hands.

“Hello, Dedue. What brings you here?” she asked.

He handed her the tea cup.

“This is a special tea we would have in Duscar, it is supposed to help ease the throat and clear the sinuses. Granted, you don’t have that specific tea here in Fodlan but I found a close replacement. I tried a bit before I made you a cup and it does taste like the tea I’d have in Duscar. I also added a bit of honey because it can be a tad bitter.”

“Oh thank you so much, Dedue. This smells so calming. I can already feel my head clearing up just smelling it.”

“I am glad. His Highness needs my assistance, so I will be on my way.” Dedue bowed before leaving.

Mercedes smiled again before closing the door. Though his visit was brief, it meant a lot to Mercedes. She walked back to her bed, gently sipping the tea. It was very good. She’d have to ask Dedue what kind of tea he used for this later. It would go great with some of her sweets.

----

Mercedes had fallen back asleep after finishing Dedue’s tea. She must have been asleep for a while, because the next time she woke up to knocking, it was dark outside.

This time the person knocking was Ashe.

“Good evening, Mercedes,” said Ashe. “I figured you wouldn’t be feeling well enough to come to the dinning hall tonight, so I decided to bring you some soup my mother would make for me whenever I was sick.”

“Oh, Ashe. You’re so sweet.” Mercedes smiled. “Thank you so very much. Hmm, it smells delicious.”

“You’re welcome, Mercedes.” Ashe said, handing her the bowl. “I would really like to stay and keep you company, but the Professor asked for my help with something.”

“That’s okay, Ashe. A lot of people have been visiting me today, so I haven’t been very lonely.” she smiled.

“Well, that’s good.” said Ashe. “Anyway, feel better, Mercedes.”

Mercedes watched as he jogged off. Ashe was such a good kid, it warmed her heart to see him always working so hard for others.

The soup tasted amazing. Mercedes was honestly starting to feel better already.

----

It was around the time that Mercedes finished eating that there was another knock at her door. She stood up from her desk and made her way back over to the door. She was honestly surprised to see Felix on the other side.

“Oh Felix, good evening.” she said.

“Good evening, here.” was all he said as he held out a small glass bottle. “Manuella asked me to bring it over. It’s to help you sleep tonight.”

“Oh, thank you, Felix. This’ll be very helpful.” she smiled, taking the medicine from his hand.

There was an awkward silence before Felix spoke up again.

“You’re looking better than you did this morning.” he said.

“Yes, I guess a little bit of rest was all I needed. I should be back to class in a few days.” she said.

“That’s good,” Felix fidgeted a little bit. “Well, I’ll leave you be, good night, Mercedes.”

“Good night to you too, Felix.” Mercedes said. But just before she started to close the door, he began to talk again.

“Oh, and by the way. I thought it over,” he scratched behind his head, avoiding eye contact. “you can think of me as your little brother if you want.”

Before she could answer, he was gone. Not really running off, but definitely too fast to be considered walking.

She smiled to herself before closing the door to read the instructions on the medicine.

----

“Mercedes, are you awake?” came a voice. Mercedes recognized it to be Dimitri’s.

“Hello, Dimitri.” she said, answering the door again.

“I didn’t wake you, did I?” Dimitri asked.

“No, I’ve been asleep for most of the day so I’m not really tired right now. I was just reviewing the notes Ingrid and Annie took for me is all.” she smiled.

“Oh, okay. Well, the Professor wanted me to deliver a message over to you. She wanted me to tell you that you don’t need to worry about missing the next few days of class. We’re going to be focusing mainly on bow training, so you don’t need to worry about any missed lectures.”

“Oh, thank you, Dimitri. Is that all?”

“No, actually. I just wanted to check and see if you were doing alright. You’re always taking care of everyone in class, and I just wanted to make sure you were doing the same for yourself.”

“I am Dimitri, thank you. You and everyone else in class have been so kind and patient with me today, I really appreciate it.”

“Oh, the others have been by?”

“Yes, first it was Sylvain to drop off my notes, then it was Ingrid who came by to give me some books to keep me busy. A little after that Dedue came by with some tea and Ashe came buy around dinner to bring me some soup. Then Felix came by with some medicine Professor Manuella asked him to bring over.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Well, I’ll leave you be, Mercedes. I hope you feel better soon. Goodnight to you, Mercedes.”

“You too, Your Highness.” Mercedes waived before closing the door once again.

----

Mercedes went back to studying her notes when there was another knock at her door just a few minutes later.

“Hey, Merci. It’s me, can I come in?” came Annette’s voice.

“Of course. Come on in, Annie.” she said, putting her notes down.

Annette came in holding a small box.

“Hi Merci, how are you feeling?” she asked as she walked over.

“So much better than I was this morning. Thank you again for helping me get to the infirmary and taking notes for me.”

“It was no problem at all!” Annette smiled. “Anyway, I just wanted to stop by to lend you this.” Annette held out the small box for her.

“What is it?” Mercedes asked, taking the box out of her hands.

“It’s my music box. Sometimes when I get sick, I just like to listen to it and it helps me relax. I would have come with it earlier, but I had to go digging around in my room for it.”

“Oh, thank you so much, Annie.” Mercedes smiled. “This definitely will help me sleep tonight.”

“You’re welcome, Merci. Oh and I knew everybody else had been by but I wanted to give you a heads up that the Professor really wanted to come by and check on you but she didn’t have the time. She spent the day changing the week’s schedule so you wouldn’t worry about missing anything.”

“Oh, how sweet of her.” Mercedes chuckled. “When you get the chance, please let her know that I greatly appreciate it.”

“Of course. Well, it’s starting to get late. I should head back to my room before it gets too late. I don’t want to be one of the victims of that creepy knight of death rumor that’s been going around.” Annette smiled, embarrassed.

“Of course, talk to you later, Annie.” Mercedes smiled walking her out the door.

“Yup, feel better soon, Merci!” Annette said before running off to her room.

Mercedes closed her door for the final time that night and took a look around her room. She looked over at the notes that Sylvain came to deliver despite his germ fear, the books Ingrid had gone out of her way to grab and bring over, the tea and soup Dedue and Ashe had made for her, the medicine that Felix brought over and the music box that was still in her hands.

When she was feeling better, Mercedes knew she had to make it up to her class.

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About five days later, when Mercedes was positive she was better and no longer contagious, she took it upon herself to make a bunch of cookies as a way to say thank you to her class.

It made her so happy to see her classmates eating them as happily as they were. She couldn’t help but think how lucky she was to be placed in a house with such kind classmates.

Omake:

Back when Manuella was first walking Mercedes back to her room they had actually run into Hilda who had heard that Mercedes was sick.

“Hey, Mercedes... I’m sorry to hear that your sick.”

“Oh it’s nothing too bad,” Mercedes said, coughing into her handkerchief. “It’s just the flu, I’ll be back in a matter of days.”

“The flu, huh? Hey, do me a favor and cough on me.”

“I’m sorry?” Mercedes asked, confused.

“It doesn’t need to be a cough, you can sneeze too.” Hilda said, getting closer to Mercedes. “Come on, at least breath on me.”

“Hilda, what are you doing?” Mercedes asked, gently pushing Hilda away. “I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Well I do!” Hilda yelled. “I’ve got a presentation to do tomorrow, and Hanneman will probably let me wait a few days if I get sick.”

“Nice try, Hilda. But no one else is getting sick on my watch.” Manuella chuckled. “Now I’d start rehearsing that presentation if I were you.”

“Ugh, fine.” Hilda sighed before walking slowly back to her room.

In the end, Hilda did get sick, but it wasn’t until the day after she failed her presentation.

#my writing #Fire Emblem: Three Houses #Mercedes #fanfiction #oneshot

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