I Must Lead Them Well

Byleth slowly recovers from the shock of seeing his mother. His arms shaikingly move so that he is ale to hug her. “I-it really is you...”

She hugs Byleth as hard as she can- though she is still very frail. “Look at you- all grown up...” She is beaming, and very proud. “How have you been?” 

“I’ve been good...” Byleth holds his mother in a delicate embrace, almost as if he was afraid as if he’ll break her. “How are you here?”

She thinks on that question for a moment, before stepping back from the hug. “I- I don’t know... One minute I wasn’t here and the next... I was.”

Byleth tilts his head to the side as he listened. It wasn’t odd to see others who have died and came back. “Well I’m sure there is an explanation. For now let us go and meet sister and father.”

“Sister...” She hangs on that word a moment. “I... had twins?” If her smile could get any bigger, it would have- both at the prospect of having had two children, and at being able to see Jeralt once again.

“Yes her name is Beles.” Byleth gave a soft smile. They finally are able to reunite as a whole. “Let us go now mother.”

“Ah, yes. Let us go!”

They walk together toward the direction he saw his dear father and sister go. Maybe together as a family they can walk together to a bright future.