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It was Exalt's Day, a holiday they established a year after Emmeryn's fall. Over the course of years, the entire kingdom started pilgrimages to visit Her Grace's statue Chrom erected two years after losing his sister. The people asked for protection alongside with wisdom, patience and warmth, Emmeryn's most apparent virtues.
The holiday, despite partly losing its meaning for the royal family after they found Emmeryn safe and sound, was still a day for mourning and longing for the Queen. It was the day the Pegasus she cared for, Gaellus, died in battle, protecting her and her Prince with everything he had.
Robin wore her tactician garments as she walked through the back garden, close to the cleft Chrom and Lucina had smashed a hole in some years previous, her face somber, but a longing smile making its way over her lips. She carried a bouquet of ylissean lilies, her daughter's favorite, and walked slowly towards the improvised grave.
It was a rushed and terrible time in general, she thought. Once again forgive me for leaving your body behind in that ravine, my friend. Robin crouched in front of the tombstone, placing the flowers over the ground, in front of it. She looked up to the epitaph.
It read: Gaellus, he who is now part of the wind; a dear friend, companion and soldier.
Robin sat down and crossed her legs, ready to talk with it as she had been doing ever since the first Exalt's Day. "I recalled a bit more today, Gaellus." She started. "The day I saved you is still a bit blurry, but now I'm more sure than ever that we did meet before I lost my memories. I'm sorry for taking so long to remember."
A set of hurried steps made Robin's smile grow. She already knew whom they belonged to. "Sorry for the wait, Robin!" Chrom ran towards his wife, immediately crouching down to her. "Have you started?"
She nodded, resting her head over his shoulder as he adjusted himself on the ground, placing one leg behind her back and the other beside her, basically enveloping his wife with his body. "Mhm, but only just a bit."
"Alright," Chrom nodded to the grave, then placed his arm around his wife's shoulder. "You can go on now."
The Queen leaned more on her husband, using both hands to hold his which was over her. "He was always an unruly one, wasn't he?" She giggled. "He refused to obey even the most accomplished horsemasters!"
Chrom laughed. "Yes, he only had eyes for you. But he was the most disciplined mount I’ve ever seen. It was like I could hear him speak."
"True. He refused to see me mount any other horse until he had absolutely no more strength to carry us." She absentmindedly caressed Chrom's hand, remembering how Gaellus fell on the muddy soil, the heavy rain making it even harder for him to walk. Robin's leg, the one that had been shot, was caught under him -- but she barely felt it.
Chrom's grief at the moment was more important to her, as well as Gaellus wellbeing. She had asked for healers, but the Pegasus was already beyond saving.
Only by its own will was he standing up.
He fulfilled his duty as a soldier, as a companion and as a friend until the very end -- until he met his end.
"But our memories are still being uncovered, Gaellus. I'm still remembering." Robin looked to the sky -- they made sure to put his grave on top of a hill without many trees around, only so he could always soar with the wind like he always loved to. "And even when I remember everything," she looked over her shoulder after hearing a voice -- to her approaching children and friends. "I will still have a lot to talk to you about, friend -- to show you the future you saved with your sacrifice."
