Chapter 1

Nathan yawned loudly, stretching out his arms as he sat up in his bed. The brown-haired tactician looked out of the glass doors heading outside to the balcony, seeing sunlight flowing inside.

"I must really be losing my touch if I'm this late getting up…" The tactician muttered, yawning again.

It had been two years since the final battle with Gangrel took place in the desert sands of Plegia. Since then, peace had returned to the land, with the Shepherds going their separate ways. Nathan stayed in Ylisstol as Chrom's chief tactician, taking on the position as Grandmaster of the Ylissean military. However, work had been quite a breeze of late, with Nathan even being forced to send soldiers to rescue lost animals or help in the market to keep them busy. While the tactician remained alert, he couldn't help but take some time to relax for himself.

Nathan sat up on the edge of the bed, taking some time to look about the room while he grabbed some clothes from his dresser to get changed. He turned back to see Lissa yawn loudly before sitting up herself, and leaning over to wrap her arms around the man.

"Had a good sleep?" Nathan asked, while throwing on his pants.

"Always," The princess giggled.

Nathan and Lissa had developed mutual crushes on one another during the war with Plegia, and after a brief time dating once they had revealed their affections to each other, Nathan proposed to the Princess and they had been married not long after. It made for quite a convenience, with Nathan simply moving into Lissa's room in the castle, with there being more than ample room in it for the two of them.

Nathan stood up and put on his usual black cloak. He then made his way to his weapons shelves, grabbing his Thoron tome before carefully picking up Mystletainn, his gold and black blade, which was hidden in its hilt. Lissa had given him the sword as a gift on the same night that he decided to propose to her, so fittingly enough, he decided to carve into it the first initial of himself and Lissa near the hilt of the blade. He slid the sword onto his back before turning back to his wife.

"Wanna join me for a morning walk around the castle?" He called to her. Lissa had settled back down in the covers, however.

"I think I'll get some more sleep, thanks…" She replied with a bit of a giggle. She knew what was coming next. Nathan wasn't one to let her say no so easily.

The tactician walked back over to the bed, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow at the princess, who was cuddled up under the blankets.

"You sure?" He asked with a bit of a grin. Lissa nodded, clutching her blankets a bit tighter with her eyes closed, pretending to snore loudly.

Nathan then pounced onto the bed, jumping on top of Lissa, pulling on the blankets and tickling her neck, causing her to cry out in laughter loudly. The princess, not to be outdone, grabbed a pillow and whacked her husband on the head with it. This distracted the tactician for just long enough for Lissa to shove her hands into his cloak, tickling at his rib cage. Nathan roared in laughter, falling back onto the bad.

"Ha! Who's laughing now?" Lissa playfully teased the man, who rolled around, trying to escape the Princess' grasp.

"T-time to tip the scales!" Nathan panted in between laughs, finally getting a good grip on his wife around her hips, and flipping her over, putting him on top. He decided it was time to go for the jugular, quickly shooting his hand up Lissa's arms and feverishly tickling her armpits. This was too much for Lissa, as she snorted in between loud cries of laughter.

"I-I give up!" She cried out, laughing. Nathan then slowly removed his hands from her armpits, stopping one on her hips while the other moved up, cupping the back of her head and pulling her in for a quick kiss. He helped up the princess who headed to put her clothes on.

"You did better than usual today, I'll admit!" Nathan declared to the cleric. Lissa giggled.

"I know, but it's not fair that you don't have a weak spot like I do!" She retorted.

Nathan laughed. "Well, maybe I do, but I just don't want to tell you where it is!" He told her.

"Hey, that's not fair at all!" The princess grumbled. Nathan grinned at her as she finished putting on her yellow dress, walking over to her and taking her hand.

"I'm kidding," He told her with a playful wink. "I wouldn't always tickle you if I didn't know I couldn't win…"

Lissa jokingly punched the man's arm, sharing a laugh with him before the two headed out into the castle.


Hello again folks! Sorry for the long wait in between this story and the end of the last, but I had a hard time coming up with the topic for the next story to follow "The princess and her frogs" and decided that this was the way to do it. I hope you'll all enjoy it, please let me know what you think of what's been done so far! Thank you!

-Nate