Chapter Two: What's going on?

"Elena! Elena! Wake up!" cried the lords and Mathew. They all shook her gently at first, but she didn't wake up. Lyn grew impatient and pushed her off the bed.

Elena slammed onto the ground on her right side, hard, "Ugh!" she grunted.

Lyn winced at the feeling that ran through her veins. The blood seemed to run cold on an average about 70m/ps for five seconds, but Hector just patted her shoulder, "That'll wake her up. Don't feel guilty because you hurt her. Ha-ha!"

Lyn glared at him and slapped him across the cheek. Hector growled and tried to hit her back. Mathew tried to intervene.

Eliwood stopped him, "You'll only get yourself killed, Mathew." He chuckled, "Don't worry, Hector won't hit her back."

Mathew gulped and pointed at Hector, "I-I wouldn't be so sure about that…"

"Huh?" Eliwood glanced at the axe man who was dragging his Wolf Beil, "AH! HECTOR! Put down that ax!"

Hector shook his head, "Lyndis hurt me, so that means I could hurt her, too!"

"Quit acting like a child! An ax is way beyond-!" Something shiny caught the lord's eyes.

"Fine! I challenge you to a match!" declared Lyn, unsheathing her Mani Katti.

"What the-? Stop it, you two! This is no time for a battle!" Eliwood tries to step in between them, like a referee in a sport's game, but the two already began their sparring.

"L-l-lord E-Eliwood…what should we do?" asked the frightful thief, "I'm afraid Lady Elena will get hurt if they continue to fight like this!"

Eliwood nodded, "You're right, but how do we stop them? They would not listen to a word we would say."

"I agree with you."

The two men crossed their arms and stood there thinking while the lords are fighting.

Suddenly, Mathew's face brightened, "Hey! I just remembered! Axmen have a disadvantage against swordsmen!"

The knight lord raised his eyebrow, "So?"

"So we, people with skills of a sword, jump on Hector and hit him with our silver swords!"

"That's crazy! You'll only anger him even more! What would that do, anyway?" He shook his head, "I can't believe they actually have room to spar here-!"

Hector was backing up towards them while swaying his Wolf Beil wildly at the blade lord, but Lyn dodged them with ease and tried to counter the attack.

Eliwood cupped his hands, "Hector! Hey Hector, we're behind you-!" However, the notification was too late.

Hector collided into Eliwood and Mathew and fell on them, letting his Wolf Beil fly into the air behind him, "Oops!"

Lyn crossed her arms, "You clumsy oaf! You could hurt someone doing things like that!"

Eliwood and Mathew stopped crawling out slowly from Hector and exchanged fearful glances.

"LADY ELENA!"

"Mmmmmm?"

Everyone turned to look at her.

Elena sat up, rubbed her eyes, and softly yawned.

"Huh? Where am I?" she blinked a couple of times.

Eliwood quickly squeezed his way out through Hector and leaped towards the half-awake tactician, "Get out of the way!" He wrapped his arms around her, securely, and tried to jump away from the ax's main target. However; he was a little too late. The ax's sharp blade dived down and missed, giving the knight lord a small, but bloody cut.

"ELIWOOD!" Lyn jumped over Hector, and landed before the wounded lord.

Mathew and Hector arrived after Lyn.

Eliwood remained where he was, still clutching onto the confused tactician. His face flickered at the pain, though. His eyes were closed.

Hector shook his head, apologetically "I'm so sorry, Eliwood! It was my entire fault! If I were a bit more careful…" he sobbed a bit.

Lyn shook her head tearfully, "No! It was my fault! If I didn't began our spar, this wouldn't had happened!"

"Hush, hush, you guys," assured Eliwood, his eyes remaining closed, "I'm not dead and Elena's alright, so you guys shouldn't be worrying about us."

"What's going on?" asked the calm Elena who is still confused of what's happening around here. She lay face-to-face with the lord and looked at the red-headed hero with confused eyes.

Eliwood slowly raised his eye lids and smiled, "You look beautiful this morning, Elena," he whispered.

Elena blushed, "W-w-what are y-y-you t-t-talking a-a-about?"

Trying to change the topics, milord? You're very clever. Having Elena worry would only make matters worse, thought Mathew; she would scream, panic, and repeat 'It's my fault! It's my fault! I'm so sorry!' like that, even if it's not really her fault. Actually, Mathew chuckled, this time it might be her fault, or should I just blame Hector for his clumsiness. Mathew shrugged, Oh well. I think it's best not to tell her what just happened. I can't believe she didn't see what happened! Mathew walked towards Elena and patted her head, "You're a good girl," he said softly and walked away.

Elena blinked a couple of times, "Now I'm real confused. What did he mean by that?" she muttered.

Then she heard giggling from behind. "How long do you guys plan to stay in that position?" giggled Lyn.

"Oh! I'm sorry! That was improper for me to do!" laughed the lord, releasing Elena from his arms.

She rolled out and got up, her head feeling light, "Oh...I feel a bit dizzy." She rubbed her forehead. Suddenly, her eyes grew wide, "W-wait a minute! What are you all doing here?"

Everyone looked at each other.

She ran past everyone and poked her head out through the tent's flap. It was still night. The crickets were chirping on the summer's night. She looked up and shivered in fear.

It was the full moon.

"Elena, that reminds me," Lyn placed her finger on her chin, "Did you just have a bad dream? You were screaming in your sleep. Mathew told us how you looked like you're in pain. Are you alright?"

Elena squeezed the tent's cloth and looked down. Her back continued to face the three lords, "I-I don't know..." she replied.

Eliwood and Lyn exchanged glances. Hector crossed his arms, "Elena! I can't believe you fell asleep in a middle of battle! What type of tactician are you?"

Elena gasped and turned around, "What are you talking about? I went to bed after that battle! I even asked Lord Eliwood for permission! Didn't I, milord?"

It was now Eliwood's turn to be confused. He shook his head slowly, "I'm sorry, but I have to agree with Hector." He placed a weak smile on his lips, "You really did fall asleep during the rampaging bandits."

"Yes you did, Elena," agreed the blade lord, "We have a huge chunk of evidence. Take a good look at your cheeks."

Elena placed her hands on her cheek and ran through the surface. Her fingers suddenly bumped into a thin, rough wall: bandages! Both cheeks were covered with bandages!