Chrom recently found out that Inigo was bringing some of his 'lady friends' in the camp to sleep with. Chrom had two problems with it. First of all, what if she was a spy? Second, he just didn't like it. Just as he was contemplating what to do to his son, he remembered what Emmeryn did to him when he was younger as an orphan. She spanked him soundly. The next time Inigo got "social," he would give him a good lot of swats. As he was finalizing his plan, Inigo passed him with a girl in his arms, blushing lightly and talking fast. Chrom grinned evilly. He spied into Inigo's tent, watching intently. As they got into bed, Chrom saw the girl brandisj a dagger discreetly. Chrom gasped, ran quickly into the tent, and stabbed the girl. Inigo gapes at his father. "FATHER WHAT IS YOUR- *swat* Owwww!" Chrom picked up the dagger and stuck it into a table. He then grabbed Inigo and pulled him over his knees, pulling just his trousers to his ankles. "Inigo, that was DANGEROUS. She was about to assassinate you!" Inigo tried to wiggle free, but was getting nowhere. Chrom began swatting him on his boxerms with his powerful hand. Inigo's backside was very tender, so it was not long before tears leaked from his eyes. Chrom pulled his son's underclothes down, giving him a hard 15 swats. Inigo began sobbing at 6, covering his face with his gloved hands. "I-I'm sorry, F-Father!" Inigo said. Chrom let him up and drew him into a light hug, Inigo returning it. "I hope you don' bring another harlot in here." Chrom said playfully. Inigo sniffled, shaking his head quickly in fear. He wouldn't bring a single outsider here again.
