of sacred blood

"Your offer is very kind, and I thank you for the consideration, but I was not crying.” Not yet. “And even if I had been, it most certainly wasn’t negative. In fact—wait. ‘With people who care about you’? Anthea, dear, is this your way of affirming our bond? Do you consider us friends?”

"Of course I consider us friends, Maribelle. You and the rest of the Shepherds are like family to me, and the wellbeing of my family is important to me. If there's something you want to talk about, I'm here to listen."

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"Anything you tell me will be held in the strictest confidence, I promise." 

"Now Maribelle, don’t you mist up now. How embarrassing would this be, for someone to come in and see you this way? What would you tell them? ‘I was thinking about how sweet my son is, and I simply couldn’t contain myself’? Don’t you dare…"

DON’T CRY FOR ME YLIIIISSE

                   Straightening up nervously, he expected another harsh round of scolding when Anthea neared. But to his surprise, she only demanded for him to show his wound, which he hesitantly did so. The nick on his arm wasn’t life threatening, but maybe the amount of blood was a bit alarming. Chrom stood before the woman with an embarrassed look. “I-I thought I was discovering a new method in handling Falchion, but I was sorely mistaken… It’ll never happen again, I’m sorry.”

"There! Much better." 

luci and morgan are my fave kids hhhh

"What is it like?" She nods towards Lucina. "Parenthood. Having a child."

"It's bewildering sometimes. Well, for me, anyway. Chrom's a natural at being a father. I'd be lying if I said I had never felt inadequate or afraid. Being responsible for a new life -- especially one so tiny and fragile, it can be daunting at times. I often wonder if Lucina will be able to think of me as a good mother... all I know for certain is that I will always love her dearly."

                    “Shinpi—you may call me Shinpi.” In response to the cursty, he bows to her, one arm curled over his belly and the other across his back. “A pleasure to meet you, Anthea.”

                  “To be noticed by the queen of Ylisse herself—it is an honor, milady. What can I possibly do for you?”