Katri

She wishes she could have bought more time. Last that she heard, the Lycian Army was in the process of liberating the Western Isles. Her heart hurts at it, because she knows how horrible the situation there has to be, and how shaken the soldiers were. But she has done what she could. She's done her best to play the 'queen piece', to keep Zephiel's attention on her. But they had reached the point in the game where one doesn't hoard their queen… and where the opponent does their level best to take it out.

So, she walks with as much dignity as she can as Zephiel escorts her from her room (her 'cell', truly, since it had always been locked, but hey, plush pillows were nice to lay on). She keeps her head high as they walk into the crowded square, not looking at anyone. She's not sure who all is here to witness this. After the coup, she had known her fate, so she had busied herself with writing her final thoughts to anyone and everyone she knew. She's not concerned about them reaching their intended readers; Galle might be Bernese by choice and culture, but there was still Sacaean in him. She knows she can trust him with a promise. So, there is only one last person she needs to give her final thoughts to. The only person she had known she could give in person.

"Well, well, I suppose it's time for me to step off the board, huh?" she whispers once they reached the 'stage'. A plain sort of stage with a block of wood in the center, one that had a little divot so that one could rest their chin. "You made a mistake, Zephiel."

"A mistake?" Zephiel replies with a slight chuckle. The amusement almost reaches his eyes, but they remain as dull and dead as always. "I fail to see how. I've taken so many of your 'pieces' away. By this point, there's nothing but pawns."

"Zephiel, for shame. You should know pawns are the most important pieces, especially once you reach the middle and end parts of the game." She smiles slowly, hiding all her regrets behind a visage of confidence and pride. She wishes she could say goodbye to her friends, particularly Lyn and Eliwood. She wishes she could say goodbye to her darling girls. But the letters… would be enough. Though she wishes otherwise, she knows that this was the best 'play' for Elibe… and that it was the best 'play' to make sure Roy, Lilina, Irene, Sue, and all of their friends… to make sure they would survive and live long and happy lives. To protect them, she would gladly give her life. "After all, queens are replaceable."

She walks the last steps herself and kneels down by the chopping block before closing her eyes to enjoy to warmth of the sunshine one last time. She had said what she had wanted to say and soon, she would be back with Rath. And then they could watch over their girls together. Not a bad way to spend the afterlife, yes?

Author's notes: Welp, here's Katri's last moments. More or less. And with that, this little collection is complete! I… uh… hope it was an enjoyable read?