Frederick and Antoinette: Antoinette's Recruitment

Frederick and Antoinette: Antoinette's Recruitment

Frederick: Excuse me, but why is a young girl carrying nothing but a staff traveling all alone?

Antoinette: Hm?  Oh, some warriors have come to my aid!  I wasn't alone at first, but--OH!

Frederick: What?  What's the matter?

Antoinette: You...  Your armor...

Frederick: ...I beg your pardon?  What about my armor?

Antoinette: Father!  Oh, Father, it IS you!  I've found you at last! *sniff*

Frederick: Huh?!  F-Father?!

Antoinette: I've missed you so much and I've been so lonely since I came from the future!  And we look so much alike, I notice!  Well, aside from my hair color...

Frederick: H-Hold on now, let's back up here for a moment.  You say you're my daughter, but how do I know you're telling the truth?  I will admit that you bear a striking resemblance to me, but for all I know, you're an enemy that's merely trying to get me to lower my guard.

Antoinette: Hehe, yep, you're my father alright!  This is why they called you Frederick the Wary!

Frederick: What?!  Only milord Chrom ever called me that!  How do you know of that title?  Might you even be an enemy spy?!

Antoinette: Oh for heaven's sake...  Just as paranoid as I remember.  But I'll have to show you my proof later!  We need to protect Sir Kieran or those bandits will take him!  If you or any of your comrades need injuries to be healed, just give the word!

Frederick: H-Hey, wait a second!  ...Sir Kieran?!


After the Battle

Frederick: Alright now, miss, if you want me to believe you're my daughter, now's the time to prove it.  Starting with your horse.  Did you call him Sir Kieran?

Antoinette: Oh, yes, I certainly did!  Because that was the name you gave him when you first got him.  He's such a lovely horse, isn't he?  I've taken good care of him for you just like I promised!

Frederick: ...H-He looks exactly like my own horse!  But that doesn't mean anything!  Lots of horses look alike and can have the same name!  How do I know that ours are really one in the same?

Antoinette: Well, that, unfortunately, I can't exactly prove now that I've already traveled back in time.  But I have other proof that I'm your daughter.  Such as this.

Frederick:  What?!  I-It can't be!  That piece of metal looks just like...

Antoinette: The bottom left corner of one of your shoulder guards, yes.  I took it after you were killed in my future...

Frederick: ...So it is.  But...couldn't anyone have walked up to my corpse and taken it?

Antoinette: Well, yes, I suppose.  But I have one more thing.  Look at this scarf and read the words on it.  My father made it especially for me when I was little...

Frederick: ..."Daddy's Little Girl"  ...I...I...I don't believe this.  This is...something I would most certainly do if I had a daughter.  Please, tell me your name.

Antoinette: My name's Antoinette, Father.  You picked it out when I was born.

Frederick: Antoinette...  That is such a lovely name.  I had good taste.  There is no question about it now, you're definitely my daughter.

Antoinette: See, I told you!  Is milady Lucina here too?  I was separated from her when we left home in disguise, and then I tossed out the icky mercenary outfit because I didn't need it.

Frederick: Yes, she's here too.  I'm sure she'll be glad to see you!

Antoinette: Oh, thank the gods!  But Father...*sniff* I'm most glad to see you!  *hugs Frederick*

Frederick: *returns hug* Antoinette...*sniff* Oh, stop it, you're making me cry too!  But...I'm happy you're safe!  Young lady, don't get into such trouble ever again!

Antoinette: Oh, Daddy! *sniff*  I won't!  I won't!  We'll just cry tears of joy together, like we used to!

Frederick: *sniff*  Y-Yes, we will!

Chrom: Gods, I think I've seen more drama in the past ten seconds than I have in my entire life.