A/N: Soleil, stop being so shy. And please don't revert the chapter again .

Guest: Thank you for pointing that out.

Laslow thought his mother, Olivia, had a pretty bad case of shyness, then he started growing up and proved to have an even worse case of it… then traveled back in time and still one-upped her. Then he was confident that he was the shyest person ever… and along comes Sakura, who was now his wife. Many days were spent just… existing together. The youngest Hoshidan princess had difficulty starting conversations, as did the dancer/retainer to Xander.

And then they were both outmatched when Soleil was born and entering her late teens. Somehow managing to get all the worse shy traits from Olivia, Lon'qu, Laslow/Inigo, and Sakura. Granted Lon'qu's didn't come from natural shyness, but more from his phobia, but the point still stands. She lacks tact, gets flustered extremely easy, loses track of her sentences and sometimes outright passes out in public. Even something as simple as a family dinner leaves her beet-red on her face and failing to make most of the normal sentences.

And this worried Laslow to no end. Was this the fate of his family? Getting more and more shy before ceasing to exist because his children or grandchildren would simply be unable to get someone at all? The thought terrified him, and so one day, he made a daring proclamation. "We will overcome this shyness that is plaguing my family!" He announced one night during dinner. It was loud enough to startle Sakura and Soleil fell out of her seat.

"A-are you okay…?" Sakura asked after she helped Soleil up.

"No, I'm not. This has been a problem with my parents, and now my own family suffers from it, starting tomorrow we are going to…" He gulps, "start making conversation."

Silence follows, Laslow is burning red, but also determined. Sakura shifted around uncomfortably and Soleil looked dangerously close to passing out. "C-Can we p-pull something l-like that off?" This was without a doubt, the toughest challenge yet.

"We have to."

Corrin was looking over stock, a habit he has yet to not even bother breaking since the war, counting to make sure everything is in order, it is, since no one else uses it, when the door slams open, startling the Draconic Prince so bad that he loses track and drops his notepad. He turns to see Laslow, who is burning a brilliant red. "Gods, Laslow…" He sighed, "Are we under attack?"

"No, Lord Corrin…" He started with this unusually serious expression on his face, he gulps, "We need to talk…"

Corrin, despite the interruption, smiles, "I'm always ready to help, what do you need?"

Then Laslow's thinking shuts down. No! He had it all planned out, and it died the second it was about to start. The courage is fleeing him, he needs to say something, "Um… nice weather we are having?" Gods, really? That is all he had?

"Are you okay, Laslow?" The dancer saw his mouth twitch upwards, all of that seriousness for a weak question.

"I… uh." And so begins the shyness, "was… trying to f-force the sh-shyness away…" He backs up, but Corrin simply flicks his wrist and the door closes. Right, he knows magic. Laslow nearly jumped out of his skin when the door closed.

"A little tip, you might not want to come out so deadly serious. I honestly thought with an entrance like that, that someone was in serious trouble."

"R-Right you are Lo-Lord Corrin." He moves to open the door, but Corrin has seemed to magically lock it. "Co-Corrin?" He nervously asks as the man approaches him in almost a predatory manner.

"You wanted a conversation, right?" He starts off, "Well, grab a sturdy box and we'll have one."

Sakura fiddled with her staff as she stood in front of Princess Elise's door, "I can do this… I can do this…" She wouldn't disappoint Laslow, if he thinks she can do this, then she can. She takes a shaky breath, reaches out to knock… then pulls back. "Gods, help me."

"Help you with what, darling Sakura?" The Priestess dropped her staff and squealed as Camilla approaches from behind. "And why are you just staring at our little sister's door?" Even though that everyone knew they weren't family, it didn't stop both Camilla and Elise considering them as such.

"H… Hi, Ca-Camilla…" She takes a breath while picking up her staff, "I was… hoping th-that I could t-talk with Elise…"

The Malig Knight tilts her head, "She isn't in her room right now, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Well… um." She is burning a brilliant red, "Ho-how's the weather?" Gods, she hopes Laslow didn't use that line.

The eldest Nohrian princess laughs, "As cloudy and seemingly dreary as ever, little sister." She gently places a hand on her shoulder and gives her a serious look, "Is there anything I can do to help?" She repeats.

"Wo-would it b-be too m-much to…" Sakura pauses and looks at Camilla with a fierce determination that would put Hinoka's to shame, "have a conversation with me?"

"That's all?" Camilla moves her hand from Sakura's shoulder to her hand, "Let's get some tea first, okay? Something to help calm you down."

Soleil stood in the general area that Kana is in… and by that, she is standing on the complete opposite side of the room. The younger Draconic Princess is humming a sweet tune while coloring in a book. She has been standing there for what felt like hours, unmoving. "Soleil…" She greets without even looking up, "If you want to color, you are going to have to come over here."

Why did she choose Kana? How could she have forgotten her sensitive senses? Soleil starts walking towards Kana, shaking like a leaf in the wind. "Actually…" Was all she said before she comically passed out.

"What's our progress?" Laslow asks once they reunite for dinner.

"I talked to Camilla, she invited me for tea..." Sakura is beaming, "We talked for hours! Not just her!"

"Corrin did most of the talking for me." He admitted, "Bringing up the weather is a terrible way to start a chat."

"G-gods, you did that, too?" She gasps.

"I go-got one word in before pas-passing out." Soleil admits, feeling close to repeating the earlier events.

"Better than nothing, let's try again tomorrow." He was putting on the most amount of bravado he could manage.

"Tomorrow? O-okay." Sakura smiled, "We can d-do this!" Soleil is unresponsive.

"One day at a time…" Laslow sighs.