The moment Corrin hears Kuja asking her to recall her brother's death, her eyes go wide in shock. "I...how did you-" She stumbles over herself, but then realizes he is describing a hypothetical situation. This isn't about Ryoma.
Ryoma kneels on the ground before her, defeated, but she can save him, there must be a way out of this, she promised Hinoka, she PROMISED. But then Raijinto is in his hands, why did she not kick it away, why did she not take it from him? "I cannot fall into the hands of an enemy. So I..." Ryoma stabs himself with Raijinto through the belly, snarling with pain as he does so. "...fulfill a samurai's final duty!" Sweat drops off his face as he gasps out the words. Then after only a moment's hesitation, he cuts sideways to finish the bloody work. Lightning surges from Raijinto, the blade covered in his blood as he begins to slump forward. "I'm counting on you..." he whispers to her with his final breath, low enough so that no one else but them can hear.
And then he's gone.
She shakes the image out of her mind, or tries to. "R-Right." She says, but her voice is shaky now. She reaches for the cup of tea and first takes a ragged sip to try and calm herself. "T-Thank you, m-my lord, he-"
Her hand reaches for the body, and she's forced to stop herself before anyone can notice, less her sorrow be taken for treason by the monster wearing her father's body and she join the brother who just sacrificed himself so that she could live and wondering if that would truly be so terrible.
"...Apologies. I just need a...moment." Corrin rubs the bridge of her nose, trying to shove the images from her mind. She takes a deep, ragged breath. "My b-brother-"
King Garon's exultant laughter over the victory he has done nothing to earn, the crushing of a country and its people for no reason than simple megalomania, and she's aided him every step of the way, whatever her reasons she is the only reason he's made it this far. He does not even notice Corrin as she stumbles from the room, fighting back the hot tears in her eyes, trying so hard not to collapse in front of them all. This is her fault, this is all her fault, she promised Hinoka she'd save him and they'd all be together again SHE PROMISED.
She failed.
Corrin bursts into tears. She can't help herself. It's not Kuja's fault, there's no way he could have known what he was asking, but once he spoke there was no way she couldn't picture Ryoma lying slumped over on the ground, dead by his own hand and then it all just came rushing back. That she was successful in stopping Garon and ending the war and that she's truly happy with her adopted family in Nohr (gods she misses them so much), Ryoma and Takumi, her blood brothers are dead, solely because of her. That's a wound in her heart that can never, ever be healed.
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Ryoma kneels on the ground before her, defeated, but she can save him, there must be a way out of this, she promised Hinoka, she PROMISED. But then Raijinto is in his hands, why did she not kick it away, why did she not take it from him? "I cannot fall into the hands of an enemy. So I..." Ryoma stabs himself with Raijinto through the belly, snarling with pain as he does so. "...fulfill a samurai's final duty!" Sweat drops off his face as he gasps out the words. Then after only a moment's hesitation, he cuts sideways to finish the bloody work. Lightning surges from Raijinto, the blade covered in his blood as he begins to slump forward. "I'm counting on you..." he whispers to her with his final breath, low enough so that no one else but them can hear.
And then he's gone.
She shakes the image out of her mind, or tries to. "R-Right." She says, but her voice is shaky now. She reaches for the cup of tea and first takes a ragged sip to try and calm herself. "T-Thank you, m-my lord, he-"
Her hand reaches for the body, and she's forced to stop herself before anyone can notice, less her sorrow be taken for treason by the monster wearing her father's body and she join the brother who just sacrificed himself so that she could live and wondering if that would truly be so terrible.
"...Apologies. I just need a...moment." Corrin rubs the bridge of her nose, trying to shove the images from her mind. She takes a deep, ragged breath. "My b-brother-"
King Garon's exultant laughter over the victory he has done nothing to earn, the crushing of a country and its people for no reason than simple megalomania, and she's aided him every step of the way, whatever her reasons she is the only reason he's made it this far. He does not even notice Corrin as she stumbles from the room, fighting back the hot tears in her eyes, trying so hard not to collapse in front of them all. This is her fault, this is all her fault, she promised Hinoka she'd save him and they'd all be together again SHE PROMISED.
She failed.
Corrin bursts into tears. She can't help herself. It's not Kuja's fault, there's no way he could have known what he was asking, but once he spoke there was no way she couldn't picture Ryoma lying slumped over on the ground, dead by his own hand and then it all just came rushing back. That she was successful in stopping Garon and ending the war and that she's truly happy with her adopted family in Nohr (gods she misses them so much), Ryoma and Takumi, her blood brothers are dead, solely because of her. That's a wound in her heart that can never, ever be healed.