The young guard sighed as she loomed out her window. It was four days until Valentine's Day, yet Florian was always busy helping around the chapel and couldn't retreat from his duties.

Then something caught her eye; something familiar outside. She turned to her right. Florian was sleeping at his desk. He'd been up all night helping Tritheim, and Anise thought it cruel to wake him.

She slipped on a light jacket, kissed the Fon Master's forehead and swept herself out the door quietly.

Everything's too quiet in the morning! How boring...Anise thought as she approached the man she'd spotted. She looked up late and collided with him.

"Ah!" the blonde man shrieked, his face a little red, "A-Anise?"

"Hiya, Guy," She replied "what are you doing in Daath?"

"Oh... Just visiting old places." He sighed, his cheeks returned to their normal color.

Anise found this response slightly fishy. Didn't he have anything BETTER to do? Didn't he know what time of year it was?! "What about Valentine's Day?!"

Guy simply blinked twice in reply as Anise's jaw dropped. "YOU FORGOT ABOUT VALENTINE'S DAY?!"

"Eh... I, uh, I guess so...!" He laughed weakly rubbing the back of his neck innocently. "Well... What are you planning to do?" Sure, Change the subject. That's original. He sighed again.

She laughed poking her cheeks. "Florian and I are going to dinner!" She lowered her hands a bit, "At least... If he can get a break..."

Silence, then, "Damn it! If Tritheim doesn't give poor Florian a break, I'll... I'll-- ... Guuuuy! I'll be your Valentine!"

"Thanks,"Guy snickered, "but I'll be fine."

"Nonsense! What's Valentine's Day without a valentine?" She contradicted.

Guy opened his mouth as if to turn down her statement, but all that escaped his mouth was a whimper as Anise yanked his arm and pulled him off to the port.

"Okay... We're here..." Guy sighed. He rubbed his arm vigorously in hopes off ridding it of the marks Anise left on it from dragging him. "Shouldn't you have told your parents you were leaving?"

Anise shrugged and smiled blankly off into the sea, "They'll find out..." Guy stared at her, confused. Anise began to explain.

"Gah!" Florian's head dropped back to his desk as he woke from his ever interrupting dream. He blinked, curious of the white note hanging from his forehead. "Aniiiise! I'm bliiind...!" She slouched back down on his desk and flailed his tongue around, attempting to loosen the adhesive on the end of the note. He shook his head furiously and the note had yet to fall off. A hand cruised over his head and removed it for him.

"Anise left?" Florian turned around to find Pamela, fighter of sticky notes, reading the small piece of paper.

"What's it say, Pamela?" Florian said, spinning around on his chair to face her. "Read it!"

And so she began, "Dear Florian, if you got the note off without any help, congratulations. Tee hee! Anyway, I saw Guy walking by outside (you remember Guy, don't you?) and I decided to talk to him. Tell Mama and Papa that I'm probably gonna hang out with him for a while. Don't worry! I haven't forgotten our plans! See ya soon! Love, Anise! XXXOOOooo --Little hugs OOO --BIG HUGS! X"

"See? I told you I had it worked out! Now let's go!" Anise sang. She hooked arms with the young count who was now tripping over his own feet, and skipped of to the ferry to buy tickets.

"Two for Baticul, please!" She requested, poking her cheeks yet again, this time pulling Guy down with her left arm.

He regained his balance soon enough to question why they were headed to Baticul, but Anise had already accepted the tickets and began to drag Guy along further into the ferry. "Anise! What do we need to go to Baticul for?!"

"To get you a valentine, of course!"