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Another Beginning

By: SaraJaye
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Rating: Adult
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Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Another Beginning

Sacae was where it had all began, where he'd met her for the first time, and it was where it would begin again. Their new life together as man and wife, just like she'd wanted.

They'd settled down five years ago, but he still remembers the first night like it was yesterday. Lyndis had cried with joy at being home, finally, and spent the evening lying outside the ger gazing up at the stars.

"It's beautiful. Even the view from the hill in Caelin doesn't compare to this," Kent remarked as he laid down beside her. She looked at him.

"You're not sorry you left, are you?"

"You told me to go with what my heart desired, and this is it. You're what I want, Lyndis, whether we were to stay in Caelin or travel the world," he said.

She stood up and led him back into the house

"Show me how much you want me," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him.


He'd been so nervous that night as they'd shed their clothes, preparing to take that all-important step. Always the gentleman, he'd knelt before her and kissed her hands as she sat naked on their bed, waiting for him to join her.

"Though I am no longer a knight, you're still my lady," he murmured, "in every sense of the word."

Once his clothes were off, though, the "roles" seemed to reverse themselves; he found himself lying beneath her, sensual and sure. He could still feel the softness of her body against him, hear her moans as she responded to his caresses, see her face and hair soaked with sweat as they moved.

She lay against his chest as they came down from their climaxes, her eyes half-closed and a look of utter bliss on her face.

"Kent," she whispered, "I love you."


While their marriage had certainly not lacked for passion in the years to come, nothing could quite compare to the memory of that first time.