#marigard

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Marianne joins the imperial army after Edelgard's words inspire her to action, as well as deeper emotions.

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warnings: No archive warnings apply

Fandoms: Fire Emblem, Fire Emblem Three Houses

Relationships: Marianne von Edmund/Edelgard von Hresvelg, Implied F!Byleth Eisner/Edelgard von Hresvelg

Characters: Marianne von Edmund

Tags: One-sided Attraction, Unrequited Love, Post-Timeskip/War Phase, Crimson Flower/Black Eagles Route, Light Angst, Short, Oneshot, Loneliness, Femslash February

Somehow I still have more ships in my list? You people are too good at this lol

I'm searching for good Shez ships now, so I'd like to know everyone's favorites!

It should go without saying but please don’t be rude just because you don’t like a ship. If you want to debate or discuss a ship, do it in the tags/comments in a polite manner. This is supposed to be fun. Let’s all be mature adults!

Hey, so that line Marianne says about Edelgard in CF before the timeskip haunts my brain on the daily.

"Thank you for taking the time to join me, your Majesty."

"I couldn't possibly turn down such an invitation. Though I'm surprised that you invited me to tea to begin with, I am grateful all the same."

Marianne nodded, and started pouring them both a cup. "I'm glad to hear that." She glanced over her shoulder, staring at one of the hedges that surrounded the gazebo. "And Hubert is still not going to join us?"

Edelgard held back a snicker. "So you noticed him as well."

"He's not as hard to notice as he thinks he is."

"Oh, now he'll be working harder to make sure he's absolutely undetectable until the last moment."

"So long as he doesn't scare the horses, that's fine."

The two shared a laugh and continued their conversation. Updates on animal care. Training reports. Books they'd been reading in what little spare time they managed to get. Edelgard, much to Marianne's surprise, had been catching up on a romantic novel about a devoted cleric and a third prince of an ancient kingdom. Quite fantastical, but truly enchanting. Marianne hadn't read much herself, but she was learning to paint from Bernadetta and Ignatz. The three of them were having a great time.

Just as Marianne was enjoying the time now.

It was rather nice, getting to see the Emperor relaxed and enjoying herself. From what she knew at the start of the school year, Edelgard rarely allowed herself a moment of repose. And the few times she did, she was often surrounded by others. It felt more forced. As though she were wearing a mask.

Well. She had been. But not what Marianne meant.

Edelgard finished her cup and reached to pour more. "Marianne? Might I ask you something?"

"Of course," Marianne answered. "Anything."

"Why did you invite me for tea. You never had before."

"Oh. Um...." Marianne traced her finger along the rim of her cup. She knew it was coming. "I...noticed the other day, while heading to the stables. You seemed panicked about something. And frozen in place."

"....I see." The Emperor set the pot down carefully. Her jaw stiffened slightly. "I....I saw a rat. On my way back from putting my horse away for the evening."

Marianne blinked. "A...rat?"

"Yes."

"I see."

Silence passed over them, barely broken by the sound of birds flying in the air above.

Edelgard sighed. "I'm sorry. I had a bad experience with rats before. So they make me...uncomfortable."

"Oh!" Marianne shook her head. "Please, don't apologize! I completely understand. If anything, I should apologize for bringing it up."

"You don't need to, Marianne," Edelgard assured. "Still, now I am curious. Was your invitation for tea a ruse to check on me?"

"Um...y-yes." Her face flushed. "I just...I've never seen you look so unsettled. I was worried. You and the others have done so much for me, so... I wanted to repay that kindness somehow."

"You needn't try to repay anything, Marianne. We do what we do because we care about you."

"And I care about you too," Marianne said. "That's why I wanted to check on you. You are the Emperor of Adrestia. But you're also our friend. You deserve to feel safe. And happy. And if I can do something...”

Edelgard's face slowly became as pink as the roses on the table. "You've done more than enough, Marianne." She reached out, gently taking her hand. "But...if you wouldn't mind indulging me. I would love to do this again."

Marianne wasn't sure, but she could have sworn her heart skipped a beat.

Edelgard Rarepair Week 2024 (@edierarepairweek), Day 2: Eagles

Edelgard/Marianne (Marigard), one-shot!

Thank you all for your patience! Though the gaps between my prompt fill are long, please know I'm really looking forward to many of your submissions <3

[prompt rules]

[more Beagles stories]

6: “I feel like I can breathe better with you around.”

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Watching Marianne pray could turn anyone into a believer of the Goddess, Edelgard decided. Hands clasped, head bowed, dress draped perfectly over her knees-- Marianne would fit among even the most carefully crafted of saint statues.

Edelgard stood back between the pews. With more important parts of Garreg Mach still in poor condition from the attack five years ago, it was hardly sensible to put the collapsed roof of the church at the top of the list. It probably wasn't on the list at all. Their defenses had to be seen to first, nevermind the fact that a vaulted ceiling was never an easy thing to patch.

But watching Marianne before the altar, hunched slightly from the cold leaking inside, Edelgard was tempted to forgo good sense and demand the roof be seen to at once.

The impulse was squashed when Marianne finally got to her feet and turned around. Her eyes widened upon seeing Edelgard. Edelgard didn't blame her-- the harsh reds of her emperor attire didn't fit in with the cool grey stones of the church. She was probably a startling sight even to someone who hadn't been lost in their prayers.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep you waiting," Marianne said, her voice too soft to echo.

"That's alright." Edelgard stretched out her hand. Perhaps it was superstition, but it felt wrong to approach the altar of Seiros after such earnest praying. An imposition. Marianne didn't make her, moving forward to take Edelgard's hand and offering a small smile.

Once, shortly before their official courtship, Marianne had told Edelgard, "I feel like I can breathe better with you around," which had stunned Edelgard into silence. The sentiment still mystified her. How could someone so devoted to the Goddess find Edelgard-- the one who had driven the archbishop herself from her own home-- to be such a comforting presence? How could Marianne seek out the solitude of prayer but still stand firm by Edelgard's side?

It was a subject Edelgard would have to bring up someday. But not today. Today Marianne's hand was solid and warm, her eyes bright as they made their way toward the dining hall, her laugh music when Edelgard made a sarcastic comment about that day's meetings.