AN: Hello, everyone! I'm here with a new little collection of short drabbles and such about my favourite Heroes OC, Princess Veronica. None of the stories in here are going to necessarily be canon to WWTSLP?, but they will probably still be Kiran x Veronica focused with a smattering of tales about Veronica's interactions with other FE characters. I'll be taking ideas for shorts on my Twitter, ( )kalacakra108, where you can follow me and keep up to date with my art and writing. If you have an idea you want me to write about, just tweet me! The idea for this fic came from ( )Cinos_Ben on Twitter.

Rosebuds & Elderflowers

The Princess & the Little Dragon

Veronica flushed as Kiran wrapped his arms around her waist. She had invited him to join her for a ride on her horse around the castle grounds that evening, but even after having been a member of the Order for nearly two months, she still found it difficult to deal with physical intimacy. Not long after she had heard Kiran's voice calling her name from across worlds did Veronica find herself becoming allies with those whom she had once despised. From the time she woke up in the morning until the time she went to sleep at night, spending time with Kiran had become one of the biggest joys in her life—and not simply since her arrival. She often looked forward to seeing him every day and felt her heart beat a little faster every time he smiled at her. Much to her surprise, the one who summoned her, despite having had to fend off his world's counterpart bore neither of them any ill-will, and, in fact, had become one of her only—but also closest—friends in the span of a few weeks.

The pair rode across the moonlit fields of the castle grounds for a while, simply enjoying the feeling of the wind whipping through their hair and the brilliant full moon. As the night chill settled over the land, they decided to turn in for the night and rode back to the castle at a more sedate pace. They made their way through the royal gardens, which looked breathtaking in the silvery light of the moon, and as they passed by an elderflower bush, Kiran broke off a spray of little white flowers and held it in front of Veronica.

"For you, Princess," he whispered with a smile.

Her face coloured. "Th-thank you…" She held the flowers close to herself, marveling at the little white stars.

After unsaddling Veronica's horse and brushing her down, the pair left the stables and headed back inside the castle to retire for the night. They lingered at the stairwell, neither wishing to head their separate ways and bring an end to their night's adventure.

The princess looked up at the summoner shyly. He, in turn, smiled and gently wrapped his arms around her. "Good night, Veronica," he whispered, his voice warm. "I'll see you again tomorrow."

She worked up the courage to hug him back, blushing all the while, and nodded, unable to trust her own voice. Kiran let go of her before taking one of her hands in his and raising it to his lips. "Good night, your Highness." She flushed a rather charming shade of red before turning around and running up the stairs that led to the women's quarters.

Kiran chuckled and shook his head as he took the stairs that led to the men's quarters on the other side of the castle.

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Upon reaching her room, Veronica quickly slammed the door shut behind her. She leaned back against the solid wood as she tried to catch her breath, elderflowers clutched against her chest. She brought one trembling hand up to her cheeks only to feel the heat on them. All of this was so new to her. Kiran had always made her feel so…safe and welcome, but recently she had begun to feel something else as well, though she knew not how to call it. His sight, his smiles, his scent, his touch—all of these things lit a fire within her that made her face burn bright red whenever she was around or even simply thinking about him. Shakily, she stood back up chastising herself for losing her self-control, and put the flowers in a vase on the windowsill that she filled with water. The princess admired the moonlight hitting the little white blossoms and making them shine like stars, before stepping into the bath and getting ready for bed.

Hardly had she lain down and thrown her covers over herself when she heard the door slowly creak open, startling her. As the light streamed in from the hallway. a little hooded form darkened her doorway and she heard the sound of sniffling. The little figure wobbled towards her bed and hopped up onto it without a word before tucking herself in under the covers. Finding her voice, Veronica looked down at the little one in her bed, before clearing her throat. "Tiki? What are you doing here?"

The little manakete whimpered before whispering back. "I—I had a bad dream and I couldn't go back to sleep on my own." Veronica looked at her face and saw the traces of unshed tears sparkling in her eyes. They had been teammates since the little dragon-girl's arrival not too long ago, but Veronica had never really spent much time talking to her outside of battle. The little one balled her fists up and sobbed lightly. "There was a very bad man…a-and he made me hurt a lot of people—even Mar-Mar!" That seemed to be the final straw for the girl and she began to bawl. Veronica glanced around awkwardly. She had hardly ever spoken to the little one and now she was here in her bed, crying. She recalled Kiran's interactions with the other Heroes and tried to emulate him. Hesitantly, Veronica reached for little Tiki and tried rubbing her back as soothingly as she could.

She whispered to the little dragon. "There, there." She patted Tiki's head and wiped away her tears as she began to calm down. Eventually, she stopped crying looked back up at the princess.

"Is it alright if I sleep here, Ro-Ro?" she asked innocently.

"Ro-Ro?…Erm, are you sure?"

"Yes. I don't want to be alone anymore," Tiki sniffed.

"But…are you sure I'm…you're fine with me?"

"Uh-huh, you're really nice and Ki-Ki likes you too, so I'm sure you're a good person."

Veronica felt her cheeks turn red at mention of Kiran. "O-oh. He does?"

The little dragon yawned, starting to feel warm and comfy in Veronica's arms. "Yeah…good nigh…t."

The princess sighed, knowing she wouldn't get another word out of her guest, and decided to turn in for the night herself.

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After they woke up the next day, Veronica found that Tiki had become rather attached to her, and didn't want to leave her. She clambered up onto Veronica's lap as the princess was brushing her silvery hair, asking her to brush hers for her as well.

Not long after, they heard a voice calling from down the hall.

"…ki! Where are you, Tiki?"

The sound of footsteps grew close until they stopped at Veronica's door and Kiran peered in, looking for Tiki, only to see her sitting on Veronica's lap, who was only wearing a thin silken nightgown that left her arms bare. He felt his face heat up and rocketed back. "S-sorry, I was, uh…" he said dumbly. The door swung open to reveal the older Tiki, wondering what Kiran had stopped for.

Little Tiki hopped off of Veronica's lap, all thoughts of hair-brushing forgotten, and ran towards the two of them. "Ki-ki! Me-me!" she cried, leaping up to hug her older self who smiled and caught her before spinning her around in her arms, much to her delight.

"I didn't see you in your room this morning when I came to wake you up and I got worried," Tiki said, poking her younger self in the nose, who giggled and rubbed it to get rid of the tingly feeling.

"I had a bad dream so I came to sleep with Ro-Ro! She took care of me last night!" the little manakete exclaimed cheerfully, smiling widely.

"Thank you, Princess," the older dragon said, bowing slightly.

"Oh…it was nothing. You're my teammates, and…my friends?" she answered hesitantly.

"Of course," said the older Tiki with a smile.

"Yeah, thank you, 'Ro-Ro'," Kiran added with a teasing smile, causing the princess to blush bright red and huff as she crossed her arms and turned away from him, making him chuckle. "Well, since we're all here, why don't we go down and have breakfast together?"

And the four of them enjoyed their morning, eating and laughing together.