Title: Anything For You
Pairing: Eliwood x Ninian
Word Count: 686
Timeline: This is one year after the campaign ended.
Summary: Eliwood would do anything to make Ninian happy.
Spoilers: Eliwood x Ninian support ending and a bit about her heritage.
Disclaimer: Do I have to do this again? (A bunch of lawyers surrounds Splendid Shadows.) Ehehe … Nintendo and Intelligent Systems own the rights to Fire Emblem, not me. :(
A/N: Since the last chapter wasn't a romance, this chapter is! I'll probably do non-romance chapters again later on. Anyway reviews are always appreciated!

With an internal sigh Ninian looked down at the ornate porcelain plate in front of her. Castle Pherae was hosting a gala banquet in honour of Eliwood's and her first anniversary but she was finding the event quite upsetting.

Nobles from all around Lycia had come to attend, even the ever-busy Marquess Ostia. However Lord Hector was seated at Eliwood's right while she was at his left. Ninian couldn't talk to the ruler of Lycia, even if she had something to say to him.

Lady Eleanora, Eliwood's benevolent mother, was placed somewhere else along the table; Ninian had no familiar face to talk to. Her only other nieghbour aside from Eliwood was a noble woman named Lady Kerensa of Worde. She didn't know this blonde female, and so she was left with no one to talk to.

At times like these she regretted staying in this world. Oh, it wasn't like Lord Eliwood was unkind to her; she'd never met a more loving man, and she thanked the gods that they had met and fallen in love. But it was so lonely here sometimes.

Back in the other world Nils had always been with her. She missed her younger brother terribly and prayed that he was doing well back home.

However Ninian wished that he were here with her now. Though no one had said anything rude to her face, she knew that their guests gossiped about her incessantly.

It was apparent that she was not from Lycia; her hair was sea-foam green while her eyes were bright red. Some of the rumours she'd overheard stated that she was a demon, and though that was wrong, she knew that they'd look at her dragon heritage as a form of evil anyway.

The rumours had made her want to cry, but she held it in because she did not want to embarrass Eliwood any further. So throughout most of the celebration she had stayed by his side, talking when she needed to, but not doing much else.

As the servants began to serve the luscious cake for dessert, Eliwood finally finished his conversation with Hector and turned to his wife. To his sadness he saw that Ninian looked quite despondent. Taking her hand in his to draw her attention, he flashed her a warm smile.

"Is everything all right, my love?"

"Ah, yes, of course it is, my Lord," the beautiful girl said with a smile. But she couldn't fool Eliwood's keen sense, and he knew she was unhappy inside.

As they ate he followed her eyes and caught her looking at a pair of ladies whispering to each other. They were quickly glancing at Ninian and snickering.

Lord Eliwood was not deaf and dumb; he knew of the rumours being told about his wife. This had been going on since they'd gotten married. It was just that he couldn't stop them, and he couldn't cause a ruckus during his own anniversary celebration by calling the gossipers out.

But looking at his wife's sad countenance, he knew he had to do something. He'd do anything for Ninian, even give up his own life.

Quickly Eliwood ate his slice of cake and gulped down a goblet of wine. Everyone was too busy eating and chatting to notice, even Hector.

However their attention was successfully grabbed when Eliwood let out a very loud burp.

There was stunned silence in the hall. Even the hired musicians stopped playing their instruments.

Ninian stared at Eliwood in absolute shock. The dimensions of the hall had made the burp echo. No one knew what to do. Well, almost everyone.

"Mm, that was good," Eliwood said pleasantly as he held out his goblet for a refill. A servant managed to come out of his surprise long enough to serve his lord.

"Thank you."

Then he casually turned to Hector and started talking about current Etrurian fashion. Eliwood hadn't apologized for his social faux pas and it looked like he wasn't planning on it either.

For the next several months Marquess Pherae's deplorable table manners was the only thing the people of Lycia talked about.