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[It's not often that the leader of the Altean League gets a moment's rest, let alone an afternoon to himself.
A mug of warmed cider (long gone cold) sits forgotten at Marth's side as he watches the light rosy-yellow colorings of the sky gradually stitch themselves into an evening sunset. When his mind isn't wandering freely, he thinks of the halls of the Altean House as he remembers them from his childhood.]
[The undisturbed quiet is nice, but he's never one to balk at a little companionship, either.]
[ooc: Newbie here~! ♥ My apologies in advance if I mess up my canon information a little, I'm still pretty new to the FE fandom.]
A mug of warmed cider (long gone cold) sits forgotten at Marth's side as he watches the light rosy-yellow colorings of the sky gradually stitch themselves into an evening sunset. When his mind isn't wandering freely, he thinks of the halls of the Altean House as he remembers them from his childhood.]
[The undisturbed quiet is nice, but he's never one to balk at a little companionship, either.]
[ooc: Newbie here~! ♥ My apologies in advance if I mess up my canon information a little, I'm still pretty new to the FE fandom.]