I was out at a posh restaurant today (because it's my birthday, yay!) and I thought 'Posh, hmm… Eliwood! Uh don't ask why, then I realised that I really needed to update this. I am thanking Maxmagnus20019 for the ideas in this chapter, you rule! And other people's ideas I will use in later chapters. I must apologise, I know you were probably all expecting some gory Raven-killing-Eliwood-chapter, but Eliwood is our main character (except for maybe Marcus) so he can't die. Uh, sorry I really can talk about nothing for a long time huh?

Disclaimer: Fire Emblem is not property of me.

Warning: You should know by now.

And on with the fic!

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Tap. Tap. Tap.

Marcus stood up and walked over to his bedroom window. He drew the curtains just as another stone hit the glass. (They had glass in those days right?) The paladin looked down and saw Eliwood looking rather injured.

He opened the window and lent out. "Lord Eliwood whatever happened?"

Eliwood put a finger to his lips telling Marcus to be quiet. "Don't talk so loud. He might hear you."

"He?"

"Yes. Raven came here looking for Priscilla. Why did you take her without asking?"

Marcus looked insulted. "Lord Eliwood I would never… I only borrowed her without asking."

"IT'S THE SAME THING!" He shouted giving away his hiding place. "Uh-oh."

With that Raven jumped out from behind a bush and stuck his sword to Eliwood's throat.

"Why are you attacking me? Marcus was the one that took Priscilla in the first place!"

Marcus shrugged. "I'm not the one that took her on a date."

"Isn't your job to protect me?"

"Yes Mi'lord. It is also my job to find you a wife." Marcus stated.

Eliwood sighed. "No. It's. Not. Now if you wouldn't mine helping." Eliwood signalled to the impatient Raven standing above him.

"Oh right. Harken! Isadora!" Marcus called two of his knights.

"I may also need a cleric." Eliwood pointed out.

"Hmm, cleric you say?" A devious grin spread across Marcus' face. "Wait right there Mi'lord." Marcus disappeared out of his room.

Eliwood knew that that grin was not a good sign, but to be perfectly honest, he was too scared of the enraged mercenary to really care.

"Lord Eliwood!" The noble looked passed Raven to see Harken and Isadora standing weapons in hand, but not really looking all that threatening (considering they were still in their pyjamas.). Wait! And there was someone else too!

"Priscilla!" Raven called to his sister. "You're ok."

"Yes. Lord Eliwood only took me out."

Raven glared at the teen covering in front of him. "Stay away from her." With that he walked away from the castle bringing Priscilla with him.

Eliwood sighed. "And I thought Marcus found a decent wife."

"She is perfect Lord Eliwood!" Marcus arrived pulling a girl with long pink hair down to her hips wearing a light blue nightgown.

Eliwood blinked. "Do I know you?" She began to put her originally down hair up into pigtails and soon Eliwood recognised her. "Serra? Shouldn't you be in Ostia?"

"Hector sent me on 'paid vacation'. I came to visit." She squealed. "Marcus told me about how you want me to be your wife!"

"WHAT? I mean, did he now?" Eliwood tried to maintain his manners. "I'm sorry Serra but I only like you as a friend."

Tears began to roll down Serra's eyes. "A friend? You mean I came all the way down here, all the way from Ostia and you only like me as a friend? Well I'll have you know I still like Erky, but Marcus told me to lie about that so that you wouldn't get jealous. As a cleric I made vows not to lie. So I broke my vows as a cleric to be friends?"

Marcus tutted at Eliwood. "Poor girl." He said under his breath, but still obviously loud enough for Eliwood to hear.

Eliwood gave in. "Fine one date but…"

"Ooh yay! You're no Erky but at least I get to be queen!" She jumped up and down excitedly.

"Well not exactly…" Eliwood tried to tell her.

"Queen Serra. Doesn't it just roll of your tongue?"

"Yes. That does sound nice." Marcus answered her. "I will go and make the wedding arrangements!"

"Wait, wedding arrangements? I never said that… I only meant one date then I would take you back to Ostia. And why don't you marry Erk anyway?" Eliwood asked.

"Erk's going to marry Ginny." Serra scowled. "I thought that marrying you would make him jealous."

Eliwood sighed. "Serra I do like you, I'm sure one day you will find someone just for you. But I guess it's just not me and apparently it's not Erk either. Now can we please go to bed. I haven't got any sleep yet."

"Ah yes sleep, very important. Lord Eliwood we will discus this more in the morning." Marcus signalled for Harken and Isadora to go back to their rooms as he followed close behind them with Serra.

Eliwood, now the only one left, began to list all the wives Marcus brought him in his head. Were they even getting any better? Probably not. It was too late to bother thinking about this. The young noble shook his head and returned to his room.

The sun shone into Eliwood's bedroom, and thus, waking him up. 'Maybe I should stay in bed today.' He thought to himself. 'Marcus may still be annoyed with me about last night. But then again I'll have to get up sooner or later, might as well be now.' He entered the breakfast hall quietly where he found Marcus eating breakfast.

"Lord Eliwood please sit down." Marcus called to him. Eliwood looked across the table and noticed a girl sitting and eating too. Another wife. Come to think of it, now staying in his room all day didn't sound like that much of a bad idea.

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Ooh who will it be this time? Uh, sorry this was so short but I have to go to bed now and this seemed like a good place to leave of, but it's so short! Bah! I mean the fic itself is probably less than one thousand words. Eep! Should be in bed! I hope I'll update soon considering that tomorrow is my last day of school before a weeks break, yay! So tallyho scones crumpets and whatnot. Reviews? Pwease?