"Ah, yeah.. I know two of them, the one who took your name as a mask is his daughter. So your bloodline is alive and well. I hope that brings you peace of mind."
"Well, Chrom did find me out in the field alone without my memory and take me in, so my loyalty to him is fierce due to that. He could of left me to fend for myself, but didn't.
I take it altruism runs in the family?"
โPlease, thereโs no need for the titles. Just Marth is fine. Iโm glad youโre an ally of my descendant Robin.โ
He gives the tactician a smile.
โI see. Well, so long as it was for a good cause, thatโs all that matters.โ
He put his hand out for a handshake.
โWhatโs your name, friend?โ
"I see.. Your weight of responsibility reminds me of a friend of mine, he also has a Kingdom on his shoulders, and as a trusted aid of his-hopefully we can unite our Kingdoms into an alliance?"
"You may address me as Saber, hm? Oh, I stand over these castle walls to check for intruders or the return of my knights. They too, albeit in shifts, patrol these grounds diligently."
"Well, yes.. It's probably hard to believe, but I know of your descendants.. One of them who took up your name as an alias when I first met her. Do not worry, though- she did it for the greater good."
Now that he got a closer look, his eyes widened a bit in surprise.
"Wait, are you.. THE Marth? Like, I'm not having my leg pulled this time like before?"
He rubbed a towel against his hair, trying to ignore the eyes peering at him. The towel moved to his shoulders as he looked at the ashen haired tactician.
โCan I help you with something?โ