YSE: I'm so sorry to everyone who's been waiting for my next chapter! My computer and my Internet connection have been crap for a LONG time, and it's finally working again! Hooray!
Louise: Yes, let us be thankful for good fortune returning to us at last.
YSE: Much agreed, Louise! And, uh, disclaimer, please?
Louise: Of course. Erisonii does not own anything involving Fire Emblem.
YSE: Sad, but true. Now, without further delay, onto the chappie!

"What's this about?" Guy asked, staring with disbelief at the package in his hands. His eyes then lifted up to the smiling face of Louise.
"I wanted to give you something, that's all. I think of you as a son," she replied.
Guy could feel his cheeks burn slightly, and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Pent, who approached the pair, calling, "Louise! Lord Eliwood wishes to have a word with us."
Louise nodded at her husband, then turned back to Guy and said, "I hope you like it." She walked over to Pent and smiled at him. "Let's go, my love."
The young Sacaen watched the lovers leave, feeling sick. 'What… What's wrong with me…?' he wondered, placing his hand to his forehead. An image of Louise smiling flashed before his eyes. 'I really care about her… She's like a mother to me.' Guy remembered the parcel in his hands, then hurried off to his tent to open it.
A few hours later, Louise was heading for Guy's tent to see what he thought of her gift. She opened the flap and found what she least expected: Guy laying on the floor of his tent unconscious. "Guy!" Louise cried out, dropping to her knees beside the young man. Checking his pulse, she realized he was alive, but when she placed her hand to his forehead, she discovered he was burning up.
"He must've gotten a bad fever from the conditions we've had to endure…" Louise whispered to herself. She tenderly lifted the boy up and laid him in his bed, tucking the covers around him.
Her ears caught the sound of a polite laugh outside the tent, and realized Priscilla was outside laughing over another one of Wil's jokes; he was a funny man, after all.
Heading out of the tent, Louise clutched the troubadour's arm and explained the myrmidon's condition to her. Priscilla nodded, and entered the tent. Louise herself began to pace outside of the tent, worrying about how bad the sickness could have gotten by then. Not much later, Pent approached his wife. "Louise, come to bed. It'll do no good worrying so much that you yourself get sick as well."
"Yes, you're right, dear. I should rest," Louise agreed, walking off to their tent with him.
The next morning, Guy awoke, his fever having gone back to normal overnight. "Oh, you're all right! Thank goodness…" Priscilla breathed.
Guy looked at her, confused. "Um… Priscilla?"
"You're wondering how you got in here, right?" the redhead asked with a polite giggle. "Lady Louise went to see if you liked her gift to you, and found you unconscious on the ground in your tent. She came and got me right away. Thanks to her, I was able to heal you before your fever got as bad as it could have been."
Guy sat up and asked, "Where's she right now?"
As if on cue, the flap of the tent lifted up and Louise stepped in. "Oh, Guy! You're well! That's good!" She came up and hugged the Sacaen tightly. "I was worried!"
Cheeks flushing in embarrassment, Guy laughed nervously and replied, "Ah, th- thanks for worrying about me, Lady Louise."
Her motherly smile appeared before his face, then he felt something in his hands.
"Huh?" Looking down, Guy saw her gift in his hands once more.
"You didn't get to open it before you passed out," Louise reminded him. "Go on! I want to know what you think of it."
Guy stared at the package a while longer, then tore off the covering and gazed in amazement: it was a necklace that had an emerald hanging at the end of a silver chain. It wasn't too fancy that it wouldn't suit a Sacaen, nor was it toofeminine for a man. Eyes of a plains' child drank in the necklace's beauty.
"I bought it for you. I told you before, I think of you as a son, so why not give you a gift such as this?" Her smile warmed the atmosphere even more, making Guy smile.
"Thank you, Louise. I've never received something so beautiful… thank you."
She smiled and kissed him softly on the forehead. "You're welcome." She then stood up and left the tent, heading for her beloved who stood patiently waiting for her.

YSE: I hope you all enjoyed it!
Guy: You made it seem like I'm some sorta... mama's boy!
YSE: But there are girls who love that part of you! I do!
Guy: O- Oh... like in the company?
YSE: Hee hee! Of course!
Guy: Th- Then, I guess, it's okay.
YSE: Precisely! I hope to get another one up soon! Ja ne!