Stahl knew tomorrow was Cecilia's birthday, and he had planned his own little celebration. His lavender-eyed wife had prepared a special meal for him on his name day last year, so he had thought of something vaguely similar to that. First, he would play a song to wake her up for breakfast, and then take a short ride to the top of a hill that overlooks the the plains of Ylisse for a picnic. Finally, they will return to camp for a special party Chrom had planned for the tactician and return to their tent for his own special "gift". It will be a joyous event for his for his wife's special day.

The next morning, Stahl woke up early and went to prepeare his harp very quietly. He played an old Ylissean ballad that retold the adventures of the famed Hero King Marth.

"When his people plead,

The Hero answered thier heed.

He took up holy Falchion and fought,

And the Old Hero was never caught.

He slew the vile dragon Malledus,

and so it has been passed to us."

When he finished, Cecilia woke grogily. Chocolate curls flopped onto her face when she sat up. She noticed Stahl looking at her with wide eyes. She tilted her head, confused by the face.

"Why're you looking at me like that, honey?" Cecilia looked at him with the same deer-in-the-lantern eyes. Stahl's cheeks flushed pink in surprise. "Uh... um.. Just admiring the view," he stammered. His betrothed may be a short woman, but she made up for that with looks and smarts rivaling geniuses.

She looked up at him in the doorway, her cheeks turninga similar shade of red. "Oh.. Thank you. You're not that bad yourself, ya know." Stahl may look like average soldier to some, but to his wife he was something else entirely. His looks far exceeded some men like Chrom or the flamboyant Virion. From his emerald-green eyes to his well-kept physique, the green-armored paladin repeatedly took her breath away.

His cheeks somehow grew even redder as he tried to think of a response. "I guess I'm okay, but some man must hav-." Cecilia silenced him by capturing his lips in her own. Her small hands found thier way to his hair, and she started to run her fingers across his scalps. She felt his tongue flick across her bottom lip, biding for entrance. She parted her lips for him, and thier tongues tangled and danced in thier mouths. Stahl cut the kiss short by pulling back his head, and he leaned over to whisper in Cecilia's ear, "Happy birthday, Celia."

(Breakfast at the luch tent)

Stahl and Celia entered the mess tent a little later than the rest of the Shepards. Seated at the entrance to the kitchen was Chrom, Frederick, and Lissa. Chrom and Lissa was the young prince and princess of thier land Ylisse, and Frederick was the knight commander of thier brigade. The other various personalities were sitting at the other wooden tables placed around the room. From loud Vaike to cheerful Nowi and Donnel, everybody was eating thier breakfast.

There's one missing, Cecilia thought. Then she heard the faint shouts of the pegasus rider Sumia from the kitchen, the clumsy woman had volunteered to help cook today's breakfast the night before. The couple went to the bar and picked up thier breakfast. Stahl grabbed 3 servings of the scrambled eggs and a biscuit for his meal today, and Cecilia only took a plate of pancakes with fruit as a side dish. They sat down at the main table with Chrom and began to eat.

After a while of eating, Sumia came around to hand out drinks for the couple a refill of orange juice for her husband Chrom. When she passed by Celia, the small girl caught her by the looked up at the volunteer chef and said, "Sumia, please sit down and eat, or you'll leave breakfast hungry. You've done your share of work today, so come and talk to your husband." She let go of her arm, and the other lady did as asked and plopped down next to the prince. Frederick brought her a plate of pancakes, and she devoured with less than ladylike manners.

Stahl chuckled. "Gods, you eat as fast as me when you're hungry. That's saying something." Celia noticed the green paladin had already cleaned off his plates and downed his milk in one gulp.

"Um, honey, look at the missing food from your own plates. You've ate more than even Vaike over there." She heard the blonde fighter across the room yell, "I heard that pipsqueak!"

"Never mind that," Chrom said, "I believe I heard it's someone's birthday today." He nodded towards the small lady. He stood up and shouted, "Fellow Shepards! It is our favorite tactican's birthday, so let's toast for this very special event!" He and Stahl clanked thier empty cups together.

Realization dawned on the small woman's face. "You planned this, didn't you?" She pointed an accusing finger at her husband.

"Yep, and this is only a part of a very special I have plannd for you today, my love." Celia blushed. "It's sweet of you to think of this, but I've ma-." Stahl stopped her with a hand on her mouth. He explianed, "Don't worry, I've already discussed this with Chrom, and he said you deserve something for such a special day."

Lissa giggled. "That's so sweet of you Stahl! I didn't know this side of you exsisted." The goofy soldier blushed. "Of.. of course it does. I was beating mdy head all night to even begin to think of it, so I'm relieved you actuall like it, Celia."

His wife jumped and threw her arms around his neck. "I more than like it, honey. I LOVE it!" She planted a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, I mean it." The paladin picked her up and jogged out the tent with her in his arms. He shouted back over his shoulder, "We'll be back by nightfall, so don't worry 'bout us!"

When they left the whole lunch tent was dead silent. Frederick was the first to speak, shouting to everyone. "Well what are you waiting for? A dinner invitation? Finish earing and get to work! We're leaving tomorrow morning!" Chrom sighed, "You're always doing your job, aren't you?" The knight commander smirked. "Sometimes times I let up; I'm not that bad."

Sumia snickered beside Chrom. He shot her a curious look. "What? He's just picking up your slack." Everbody at the table began to laugh, except Chrom of course. The prince grumbled incohearently under his breath. At least Cecilia is havkng fun, he thought, she deserves it.

Author's Note: This is my first ever fanfic for anything, so criticism is encouraged. Also, Celia is a nickname that Stahl made for Cecilia if you couldn't tell already. This story will also be up on Wattpad, if you're interested in that.