Here we go! My very first Marth/Sheeda! This doesn't follow precise FE timelines so please don't look for any direct Fire Emblem events to occur. This was going to be a oneshot that grew. I hope you like it!
I don't own Fire Emblem/Intelligent Systems/ Nintendo does. Nor do I make any money doing this.
Sheeda looked in the mirror and ran a brush through her long silky blue hair. She looked so beautiful clad in her white chiffon dress. She stood up and walked through the double doors of the bedroom to the balcony that overlooked the ocean. The coastal breeze constantly blew in which made it perfect to leave the door to the balcony open. She watched the waves break on the shore as she stared at the deserted coastline. Debris from the storm a few nights back still cluttered the shore. The delicate black curtains danced behind her. She wasn't looking for anything really, she just liked to be out there. She turned and left the balcony, walked through the bedroom, picked up a necklace off the table beside the bed and walked into the hall outside. She let the door close behind her as she fumbled to fasten the diamond chain around her neck. She made her way down the stairs to the lower level of the grand home.
"Ms. Sheeda…" one of the house keepers called to her. Sheeda spun around as the house keeper caught herself in a daydream envying the gorgeous strand of diamonds around Sheeda's neck…and possibly the flawless skin of her chest. The only thing that rivaled it was the diamond that never left her finger.
"Yes?" Sheeda asked her after realizing the house keeper was saying nothing.
"Elice…she wishes to see you." The house keeper said.
"Thank you, where is she?" Sheeda asked of her.
"Outside, in the pavilion." The house keeper said. "Oh and Ms. Sheeda…you look so lovely." Caeda smiled at her.
"Thanks, you're kind to me you know that." The house keeper just laughed and walked away. If you worked for Princess Sheeda and you didn't long to be her…there was probably something wrong with you. Sheeda had one thing that every woman around her wanted…
"Hi Elice!" Sheeda said greeting her sister-in-law with open arms.
"Look at you! My god you look amazing!" Elice told her holding on to her waist.
"Thank you. So what brings you here today? I haven't seen you in at least a month!" Sheeda said sitting down beside Elice.
"I had to bring these papers to be signed. You can sign them, your signature is as good as Marth's." Elice said handing Sheeda a pile of papers.
"He'll be home soon, you know. Would you rather have him sign them?" Sheeda asked with excitement in her eyes. Elice shook her head.
"That's okay. He'll have his hands up your dress so he can hardly sign anything." Elice winked at her. Sheeda laughed.
"You're so stupid sometimes." Sheeda did turn pink though as she took the pen from Elice and began slapping her signature on documents without even reading them.
"Oh come on, you know that's so true. Besides, I know my brother all too well." Elice insisted.
"Well, he's at least going to have dinner first. Would you like to stay?" Sheeda asked her.
"No, that's okay. You haven't seen him in like a week and a half. I'm sure he'll have at least 50 things to tell you about." Elice said.
"Most likely. I already have a chilled bottle of red wine. He always looks forward to telling me of such visits over wine." Sheeda explained.
"Listen, thanks for signing these. We should do something next week. For now I need to get going. I'll see you soon." Elice bid Sheeda a farewell before leaving the pavilion grounds. The late afternoon sun was a sign that Sheeda should in fact go inside and see what was being prepared this evening. Once inside the door she was close enough to the kitchen to smell something cooking. As she headed that way she had hoped it was something fresh from the docks and she predicted it may be soup.
"Hi Loren." Sheeda said entering the sacred realm of his kitchen.
"Ms. Sheeda! Hello! Come in, come in! Please, come see what I'm preparing! Oh….the Prince…he's returning, yes? Perhaps you wanted to request something of me?" Chef Loren asked.
"No, no not at all. I could smell something when I came in from the pavilion and I had to know what you were fixing!" Sheeda told him.
"Certainly! Let's see, crab bisque. Here taste!" Chef Loren filled a spoon and shoved it toward Sheeda haphazardly. That was all she needed was to get a stain of orange-ish crab bisque on her beautiful white dress. She tasted it as he had instructed. Sheeda loved his crab bisque anyway. However, she just didn't have the heart to tell him that Marth hated crab bisque. He had been working on this first portion of the meal most of the day and she wouldn't dare complain.
"Oh, Loren…it's delicious! I just love it." Sheeda told him reassuringly.
"And that's not all! Tilapia! From the docks this morning! I crusted the filets in almonds and made a lovely sauce. I was also fortunate to find sweet potatoes at the market today!" Sheeda's face lit up. She knew Marth would love that.
"I made a masterpiece today Ms. Sheeda….vanilla crème brulee! I can't wait to serve it." The chef said. Sheeda smiled all over.
"You've really outdone yourself, but I suppose that's why you're the best chef there is! Listen, I'll let you get back to your work. I'm going to cut flowers for the table." Sheeda said leaving the chef to his creations. She didn't really care if there were ever flowers on the table, but Marth's mother had planted that white rose garden years ago and Sheeda felt badly in letting the bushes go unpicked. She didn't particularly like the smell of them and frankly she was allergic to them. The pollen made her eyes water and she hated it when she stuck herself with the thorns but it was fitting to see the sight of her clad in white holding two dozen white roses. She threw them absently in the large crystal vase that sat on the glass dining room table.
"They look lovely Ms. Sheeda, but since you're so allergic you really should let me do that for you." One of the house keepers told her. She could tell Sheeda had been sneezing. Sheeda laughed.
"I really do hate that they make me sneeze so." But before Sheeda could say anything else the housekeeper smiled at her.
"You're needed at the door Ms. Sheeda…your husband has arrived." Naturally, Sheeda dropped what she was doing and hurried out of the dining room, down the hall and to the front door. Once there, she flung it open and just as stated there he was, luggage in hand talking to one of the advocates that had gone with him on the trip. Marth looked up from his conversation.
"Caeda…" Marth dropped his luggage and his jaw at the sight of her. She moved toward him with open arms only to be scooped off the ground by the man she loved. Caeda wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her face in his neck. She could feel Marth's hands on her bare back.
"I've missed you." He told her letting her feet touch the ground once again but not letting go of her. She felt his lips on hers. It was one of those kisses that was so long awaited and so yearend for that it was more than heated. Sheeda held his face in her hands as she finally pulled her lips away from him.
"I've missed you too, darling. I hope you're hungry…the chef has dinner ready. Should you ask your advocate to stay?" Sheeda asked him softly pushing dark blue hair out of Marth's eyes.
"Yes, I should ask him…though I hope he doesn't want to stay." Marth whispered to her kissing her neck. Marth turned around toward the advocate that had journeyed with him.
"Ms. Sheeda, should I take his things to your room?" One of the housekeepers had asked her sneaking up behind Sheeda. Sheeda turned around to face her and put her hands on the housekeeper's shoulders.
"You've done more than enough in this home today. Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. Most of his stuff will need washed anyway. Go home to your family, you're finished today." The housekeeper looked down at the ground and smiled.
"This is why it prides me to work for the prince…his princess is too kind. Goodbye Ms. Sheeda, I'll see you tomorrow." And the housekeeper turned to leave the grounds. Sheeda began to scoop Marth's luggage off the ground as he returned from his discussion with his advocate.
"No, no, no…put that down I'll get it." Marth told her. "The advocate is not staying for dinner. He's on his way home." Marth kissed Sheeda before gathering his luggage off the ground.
"How was the trip? Was the travel okay?" Sheeda asked pulling the door open.
"It was just fine. You should have seen the kind hospitality the diplomats gave us. It seems they truly have their hearts in the right place. And they admitted their laws were crude and obsolete. I didn't even suggest such, they just willingly admitted it." Marth explained. Sheeda was only partially listening. She was too busy eyeing him all over and she would have never said it out loud but if she would have had her way she would have stripped him down right there and let him have his way with her. Instead she grabbed him by the white shirt he was wearing and pushed him up against the wall. Marth could feel her lips hot against his, her kiss filled with passion…and her tongue filled with lust. She let her hands wander all over him and she could feel Marth's hand sliding down her mostly bare back grabbing her waist and pulling her hips into his. She finally pulled her tongue out of his mouth after she found both him and herself breathless. Sheeda's hips were still planted into Marth's. She put her hands on the sides of his face as he peered at her with those lustful, sinful blue eyes.
"I've missed you…" Sheeda whispered rubbing her hands all over Marth's chest. Marth's breath was a little winded
"You should never use your tongue like that on a man that hasn't seen you in eleven days." Marth told her before pulling her lips into his again. Sheeda should have never grinded her hips into him the way she did. It only made him want her that much more. Marth dug his fingers into light blue hair as he tilted her head back so that her eyes poured into his. "You blow me away, Sheeda." Marth told her. She crept her hands up to his shoulders.
"Well…I haven't quite blown you away yet…if you know what I mean." Sheeda said raising her eyebrows. Marth had no idea what to say to that…he just hugged her up against him. "There is a chilled bottle of Pinot Noir waiting on you along with a very lovely dinner. Come on, you have to be hungry."