It's late at night in the small Regna Ferox port town. While the other Shepherds eat at the tavern, Robin is holed up in his room, reading. He's cast aside his robes. He can't stand to look at the Plegian design right now. War with Valm is at hand, and soon they will cross the sea. But that isn't what's on Robin's mind.

Robin runs a hand through his hair.

His father is Validar, the new king of Plegia. An evil man who tried to assassinate the exalt two years ago. Robin hates to think a man like that is his father. And the things he told him that night. Could he really have the blood of the Fell Dragon in him? It makes him feel sick. He tries to keep his mind off of it by throwing himself into his work. He refuses to eat. He can barely sleep.

His head pounds. Robin winces. His headaches have been more common as of late. Now he's "remembering" things that have never happened. He could always ask Lucina about it with her being from the future, but he's afraid of what he might find out.