//HA LEOLETH

SPLIT THE SUN WITH THY FURIOUS BLOWS

how about Leonie's village learning she's marrying the new high king and...the wedding's taking place here?

I hope you like this, Nonny!

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“So that’s the long and short of it.”

Leonie nervously chuckled as she looked over everyone’s reactions.

Frankly she couldn’t blame them.

It was one thing to arrive home to tell her friends and family that the war was finally over and that she made it and she and her old classmates were now strong brave war heroes…

It was an entirely different thing to also tell them, “By the way, all the lands in Fodlan are going to be united and the guy who’s going to be King asked me to marry him so I guess that means I’m gonna be queen soon.”

Honestly, Leonie herself had a hard time believing this.

Her father stepped up to the front of the crowd, placed his hand on Leonie’s shoulder, and just gave a massive grin.

“Ha! I always knew you’d do great things, kiddo but I admit “Queen of Fodlan” is a surprise! So when’s the wedding?”

I tweaked the dialogue a tiny bit to fit the character better and because I’ve convinced myself there is no Prompt Police to yell at me for making tweaks. Hope you approve!

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The newly-formed Jeralt Company of mercenaries had an internal reputation for always being short on gold. While it was true that Leonie and Byleth spent most of the group’s money on weapon upkeep-- and more than a few bar tabs-- there was a small amount set aside for emergencies.

Medical expenses, for instance.

Leonie bit her lip against a laugh as she helped her husband through the tavern doors. Whatever herbs that healer had given them for Byleth’s cold had apparently been as potent as they were pricey.

“You should let me do the walking,” Byleth said as Leonie readjusted his arm over her shoulders. “It doesn’t set a good example for the others if I can’t walking on my own. Walk. Walk on my own.”

Byleth: Leonie got drunk and tried to burn our marriage certificate while yelling “Good luck returning me without the receipt!”.

Ahem. If I might request, good cultured sir, might I request a ficlet of Leonie and Byleth looking all over Garreg Mach for their first child after they went missing?

(They're hiding in Abyss with Uncle Yuri because they think its funny.)

In Sauin Village, if you wish to become a hunter, the first thing you are taught is how to control yourself so you don’t panic.

Panicking at best would scare away game and at worst get you killed by an angry large animal.

It was a lesson Leonie kept to heart during her time in the Academy and fighting through the war.

She had been face to face with possible death more times than she could count and never broke… but now Leonie could finally feel all the panic she’s held back ready to burst.

All because of four words from her husband, “I can’t find Conrad.”

She knew her and Byleth’s son was a restless boy and loved to explore but he never wandered far from Garreg Mach. He usually was found and brought back to them by Flayn or Seteth or even the Gatekeeper.

But none of them had seen him since this morning thus she, Byleth, and everyone in Garreg Mach searched for him.

Byleth looked in the mess hall, hoping the boy was trying to sneak some snacks but no luck.

She looked in the stables, even searched the horses’ pens to see if he was hiding inside. But she also found nothing.

The more they looked, the more they worried.

Even all these years after the war, she and Byleth still dealt with obstacles. Corrupt nobles angry over the old ways changing, former loyalists of Edelgard attempting to finish what she started, and the remnants of Those Who Slither in The Dark. If any of those groups laid a hand on Conrad, Leonie would make them regret it.

It was sunset by the time she and Byleth finished their search, empty-handed.

Leonie did her best not to panic, if only for Byleth’s sake. She’d seen his current expression before… that awful day when the Captain…

She took his hand and rested her forehead on his.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, we’re going to find him. We’re not going to abandon him and-”

“YOUR MAJESTIES! SOMETHING TO REPORT!”

The sound of the Gatekeeper’s enthusiastic voice brought a glimpse of hope to the two of them. They quickly pulled away from each other and looked towards the young man…

Seeing him crying tears of joy as he stood next to Yuri, holding a cheerful and unharmed Conrad.

Leonie and Byleth rushed over, Byleth reaching Conrad first and pulling their son into a tight hug.

However just as quickly, Byleth gave the boy a very stern expression that very much reminded Leonie of her mentor

“Where. Were you, kid?” He asked

“Um…”

“We were looking everywhere for you! We were so scared that something bad happened!” Leonie joined in

Conrad looked remorseful as he answered, “I wanted to play hide & seek and Uncle Yuri always says Abyss is the best place to hide.”

Immediately Leonie and Byleth turned their glares towards their (soon-to-be former) friend who just laughed and shrugged.

“To be fair, I didn’t realize Conrad didn’t tell you. It wasn’t until word about the two of you tearing apart the Monastery looking for the little guy came down our way that I found out he was keeping secrets.”

Conrad just hid his face into Byleth’s chest. He was a smart boy, he knew he was in a world of trouble.

…But first…

Leonie took a deep breath and ruffled her boy’s hair just as her own father did.

“Well the important thing is, you’re okay. You’re still in trouble buster but we’ll talk about that tomorrow.”

Byleth nodded and looked back at Yuri.

“Thank you for at least keeping an eye on him.”

“Eh, no problem. Not sure why the kid likes me so much but hey. On the bright side, I’d say he’d be quite adept at trickster training. You know when he’s old enough, obviously.”

Leonie and Byleth exchanged a… nervous look before both let out a nervous laugh.

Fluffcember Day 7: The Outdoors

Despite now being Queen, no way in hell is Leonie gonna be a delicate noble lady. Cue a dinner with her, Byleth, and a bunch of nobles where Leonie pretty much eats like a former hunter/mercenary.

The extra stuffy nobles are pearl clutching and making rude remarks to Byleth (”can’t you have your wife dine more like a PROPER lady!?) about her.

Byleth’s response is basically: “Gentlemen, you came here to discuss trade negotiations, not my Queen’s table manners.” Like he’s not going to retaliate at these guys, he’s going to be a fair and just ruler... but at the same time, don’t fucking insult his wife.

Bonus: In attendance are the other Golden Deer nobles. Marianne is polite but has a fairly amused smile, Hilda’s trying to hide her snickering, and while Lorenz is also a little aghast over Leonie’s manners, he’s smart enough to know to save this conversation for later and not piss off the Royal couple.

Double Bonus: Lysithea wasn’t at the dinner but proceeds to laugh her ass off when one of the other Deer tell her all about it.