Corrin woke with a gentle yawn. It had been almost a week since his last nightmare, and he loved every second of it. He felt refreshed, ready and awake. Unlike before, when it took him quite some time to really wake up.

He rolled over in his overly-large bed, looking for his wife. Felicia, ever the servant, always woke before him. He had been trying to get her to relax, to sleep in, but some habits were hard to kick. Especially when she had been serving him for so long.

Corrin looked around his room, searching for his wife. Felicia was nowhere to be seen, but, he noticed, the door to the bath was slightly ajar. He grinned, quickly jumping out of bed and padding over to the baths. Stopping just shy of the door, Corrin leaned forward and glanced around the corner.

He heard, rather than saw, his wife. The bath was incredibly steamy, blocking sight to all but a foot in front of him. Inside, he heard the faint sounds of humming and the occasional splash of water. Corrin quietly stripped himself of his loose-fitting pants and shirt, then gently opened the door. He stepped inside and made his way over to the modest bath, trying to control his breathing the entire way.

As the bath came into view, the prince saw Felicia relaxing on the other side of the water. Slowly, he lowered himself into the incredibly hot water. He tried not to gasp at the heat, but he could not stop the rush of air.

Water rippling accompanied Felicia's confused look. "Master! Why didn't you say anything?" She said, refusing to look at the man entering the bath.

Corrin smiled. "Right, well...you just looked so relaxed, for once...I didn't want to disturb you!"

Felicia crossed her arms, pouting. "I bet you were going to try and startle me again!"

Corrin slipped up to his neck in the water, sighing as he finally adjusted to the heat. "You got me." He shrugged.

It was a game he had started more than two years ago, to try and startle Felicia as often as he could. Of course, the results were always accompanied by a scream, a crash, and something broken. Corrin tried to limit the damage, but sometimes messing with her was worth it.

Corrin made his way to his wife's side, wrapping an arm around her. Felicia blushed madly, eyes looking anywhere but him. Corrin ran a hand through her hair, which hung loose down her back.

"Have you cleaned you hair?" Corrin asked softly, his hand playing with the chestnut strands.

Felicia shook her head, keeping her arms in front of her. Corrin nodded and grabbed the small vial of oils, dripping it into her hair. Gently, he massaged her, working the oils into her skull. He occasionally ran his hand over her neck, making her shiver at the feather-like touch.

Felicia shrunk into herself, looking depressed. Corrin swallowed and leaned forward, resting his chin on her shoulder. "What is it, love?" He asked.

"Mmmm..." Felicia groaned, biting her lip. After a moment, she confessed. "It's just that...that I am supposed to be the servant, but..."

"But I'm washing your hair?" Corrin hummed.

"Right..."

"Hehe..." Corrin chuckled. "You are no longer my servant..." He mumbled, brushing his lips on her shoulder. "You're my wife." He accented his words by kissing her neck, making her breathe in sharply.

"Besides." Corrin continued. "This is the last day of our honeymoon..." They had only been married the week before, and being in the middle of a war left little room for travelling. They had simply retreated back to Nohr, where they could rest and resupply. Camilla and Elise were adamant that Corrin take a break, that he and his new wife enjoyed at least one week of no responsibilities. Coincidentally, that was when Corrin stopped having nightmares.

"I-I..." Felicia started, but no more words came out of her mouth.

Corrin let out a chuckle, sliding closer to her in the bath. He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her, resting his head on hers. "We earned this..." He whispered. With a grin, he snaked his hand down her front, making the maid blush even redder.

"C-Corrin!" She gasped.

"Mhm?" He feigned ignorance, looking at her.

"I-I-I...OH!" She moaned.

Corrin let a wide smile form on his face. "Honeymoon...love." He reminded her.