Fire Emblem Three Houses: Wanderer

Mourning

One week has since passed.

The dinning hall was silent as the soldiers ate. There was no joy or celebration in this place, only mourning. Linhardt mourned the death of the Black Eagels as the others too did the same, recalling those days long lost to war. While it was much closer to those days then could otherwise be achieved, in this moment there was a certain emptiness in this place without the Black Eagels. Silence filled the air as Dorthea checked on Lysithea, who coughed up blood, bedridden.

Dorthea almost wept at her dear little sister's condition, as, from intense use of her crests, Lysithea's illness had become terminal.

Lysithea was dying.

"How long does she have?" Dorthea inquired to a doctor who was checking on Lysithea.

"It's not to late to save her," the doctor explained, "But you have a few months, a year tops."

"Don't sugar coat it," Felix demanded, overhearing, "We know it's bad."

"Felix!" Dorthea yelled, shocked.

Felix proceeded, "We can't help her unless we know about the severity. So, what do we do doc?"

"Well unless you have some way to remove the crest from her blood the toxicity of her own blood will kill her from the inside out," the doctor explained, "Her body is mistaking her own blood for poison so her body will increasingly attempt to remove it through the digestive track with increasing severity until her demise."

Felix sighed, "Dammit... thank you doctor."

The doctor nodded and walked away. Felix sighed and turned to Dorthea, "So what's our plan? We know what to do now but how do we do it?"

"Do I look like some blood mage to you?" Dorthea demanded, "If I knew what to do I would've done it already. We need Those Who Slither in the Dark. Only they can undo this."

"Well we can't exactaly go attack them  now can we?" Felix sighed, "We have no idea where they are..."

The two feel silent, deciding to leave Lysithea be and walking as they spoke now, passing by Hilda and Dedue sparring with axes as Felix sighed, anger in his tone, "Dammit... I don't get it Dorthea."

"Don't get what?" Dorthea inquired.

"Why do bad things happen to good people like Lysithea and the professor?" Felix growls, "Dammit they deserve better!"

"I know they do..." Dorthea sighed, "But... we can't do much for them. Sometimes good people do suffer, yes, but I know that at some point karma comes around and whatever they endured is worth it. If not in this world, then the next, but also in this one I think."

Felix shook his head, "Why isn't anyone else panicking over this? Can't they see someone like Lysithea deserves better? Why can't I help her?"

Dorthea knew the look in Felix's eyes as she asked, "You... don't love her like the rest of us do? Do you? She's not family to you but... something else?"

"I never saw her as family," Felix explained, "I always felt a different kind of love for her."

"Well both romantic love and family love are equally important if drastically different," Dorthea shrugged, "Most of us see each other as family but some of us see each other in a different light. Me, I see you and Lysithea as family but I understand you love each other in a different way."

"Same with you and Byleth huh?" Felix shrugs semi joking.

Dorthea's face goes red, shocked and embarassed.

"He's not a brother to you is he?" Felix inquired, "Not like me or the others."

"Is it that obvious?" Dorthea sighed.