FE3H: Chosen by the Goddess

1182* - 3rd day of the Horsebow Moon - Friday

As cold air begins to creep in from the north of Faerghus, Fódlan welcomes the riches of fall. The men spend their days sowing golden fields, gratefully embracing the bounty the goddess has once again provided. The women warm their beds for the winter, ready to be filled with the seeds of fall.

The road back to Garreg Mach was cold, wet, and long, but it was finally coming to an end. You pause at the head of the column, returning from a mission hunting bandits in the northern Kingdom of Faerghus. Your students and attendant Knights of Seiros acquitted themselves admirably, and suffered no casualties and only a few injuries, which is always a reason to celebrate. The class, filled with the best and brightest of Fodlan, keep marching up and through the gates to the ancient monastery.

As you resume marching you call over Edelgard, princess of the Adrestrian Empire and head student of your house. She says a curt word to her bodyguard Hubert before hurrying over to you. Her black and gold uniform, like all the Noble students, is impeccably tailored. Though you note how it has been made to downplay some of her feminine figure, with a bright red shoulder cape broadening the sillhouete of her shoulders and a stark white cravat attempting but failing to conceal her bust. You note how her breasts jiggle beneath all that cloth as jogs up the road to you and matches step with your long strides.

"Let everyone know they have two days of free time. We'll resume class with Monday's lecture." You say, as the young woman looks up at you with lavender eyes.

"Of course professor, I should also let you know that Dorothea would like to speak with you if you have time."

"Thank you Edelgard."

"Professor" she gives you a curt nod, lingering for just a moment at your side as the two of you pass into the entry hall, where a massive staircase and columns draw the eye upward. Your gaze is rewarded by the arresting sight of Professor Manuela descending those stairs, her slinky green dress giving a clear view of every bit of her assets, bouncing with every step she takes. Stealing a glance away from the beauty, you note that several other men (and women) have been transfixed by your fellow professor and chief medic.

Manuela saunters directly up to you and leans forward to grab your arm, pressing her sizable breasts against your side. "Professor! I heard that you managed to bring back everyone safe and sound." She presses herself even further into you, lips right up next to your ear, though she spoke loud enough for anyone int he room to hear. "With you taking such good care of my students, I'm left with nothing, and no-one, to do this evening. I don't suppose a dashing young professor is planning to swing into my infirmary and... " she lowered her voice to a lusty whisper "take care of me."

She doesn't wait for an answer before turning on her heel and striding away, giving you an excellent view of her backside to match her original stairway descent. You watch your students filter out towards their various destinations, mostly the dorms and dining hall. Your muscles ache from the long cold road.

*Authors Note - The timeline has been massaged a bit here to bring some of the younger students from the game up to legal age (All characters in this story are at least 18 years old). The timeline is roughly two years after the game's Academy Phase. We're operating in an alternative timeline where Byleth has been a professor for at least a year, and where students attend the academy for variable terms typically longer than 1 year, closer to something like America's Westpoint in it's early days.