I know that last chapter wasn't the best but I was starting to draw a blank, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't come up with anything better. Sorry. This will be last chapter regarding Lyn's story and once it's in Eliwood's story the story will really start to pick up.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem

The past so many days had been eventful to say the least. They somehow took along a monk, a pair of siblings and now the newest edition an old general. Lucius, Nils, Ninian and of course Wallace. Marek wasn't complaining though, with all the extra people he was able to have time to himself. Lyn was off talking with everyone else most of the time which allowed him to sit in meditation or write in his journals. The girl, Ninian bothered him though, she didn't seem bad or up to no good. He couldn't quite place his finger on it, there was something that just bothered him. Ninian caught him glaring at her across the fire and looked away. It wasn't until Marek had gone off to his tent that she dared to approach him.

"Um, excuse me? Marek, is it?" She asked while poking her head into his tent.

"Hm? Oh! Ninian, what can I do for you?" He asked while closing a journal.

"Have I done something to offend you?" She asked as she sat down next to him.

"No, why do you ask?" He replied.

"Well, I've noticed you glare at me." She said.

"Oh! I apologize. I'm not angry with you, there's just something about you. I can't put my finger on it, but it bothers me." He explained.

"I bother you?" She asked.

"No no no! I just, I'm sorry. I'm not good with this kind of thing, you know explaining." He smirked at her. "The fact that I can't figure out what it is about you, that reminds me of something,
is what bothers me Ninian."

He stared at her with the same gaze he had while commanding those on the battlefield. Ninian couldn't help but blush, it was simply embarassing to be stared at. The sharp intake of breath from Marek brought her eyes to his.

"That's it..." He trailed off. "You and your brother!"

Ninian's own eyes widened in shock, almost sure of what he was going to say.

"Dragons..." He said simply.

"How...?" Ninian asked him.

"I don't know." He said. "Something about you, now I can see it."

"What will you do about it?" She asked him.

"Nothing." He said simply.

She looked up at him surprise written all over her face.

"Clearly you want to keep this a secret, I shall respect your wish." He answered with a smile.

"... Thank you, my lord Marek." Ninian smiled back.

"Please, just Marek." He told her.

"Of course, I've wasted enough of your time." Ninian started to get up.

"Ninian, wait a moment." He said.

She looked at him and sat back down. He picked up the journal he was writing in before she came in and opened it again.

"This is one of many journals I have. I have not written what you and your brother are, and I will not." He began. "But may I draw you?"

"Draw me?" She asked.

"Of course, here take a look." He answered while handing the journal to her. "I've drawn everyone, except you."

"I don't see Lady Lyndis in here either." She said.

Marek didn't move to show her, where Lyn was in the journal or offer any words to explain. Ninian handed the journal back to him and sat up straight.

"I take it, that yes I may?" He asked.

"Yes, you may." She said. "Do you want me to smile or anything."

"No, no. Just sit however you are comfortable." He answered.

Ninian nodded and sat up straight with her usual calm yet somehow smiling face. Marek looked up several times during his drawing, then after twenty minutes he handed the journal back to her.

"I hope you approve." He said.

"Yes, it's very beautiful." She said.

"You're beautiful." He said, his tone not changing.

"You're sweet, but I don't think it would be appropriate with you having feelings for Lady Lyndis." She said.

"So, you know do you?" He asked.

"It's not hard to see." She said simply. "Just as you will keep my secret, I will keep yours."

"Thank you." He nodded to her.

She nodded back, gave him his journal then walked out of the tent to the one she shared with Nils. Marek pulled out his journal on tactics and began writing in new ways to use the units he had. After an hour or so the light he had in his tent was a beacon for bandits in the night, he put out said light and put his head down for some sleep.

As their merry band of misfits closed in on Caelin's castle they were able to see the forces Lundgren had assembled for this last ditch effort to stop Lyn. Marek tapped the pocket inside his coat to make sure his tactics journal was still there before turning towards the troops who had followed Lyn all the way here.

"Okay, it's been an eventful past couple of months. Now we're here, truthfully I'm not sure what to say." He said.

A few of the people gathered snickered.

"The only thing I can really think of is be careful." He said.

Everyone nodded and the battle commenced. It was surprisingly short lived, minus the occasional annoying impossible hits from the enemy. Even with his dying breath, Lundgren showed himself to be a petty man. Marek wasn't completely sure on what happened next, all he knew is that Lyn met her Grandfather then servants came and showed everyone to a room. He didn't stay long, after an hour of being shown to his room another servant informed him of a dinner that was to be held within the next hour. He was so rushed to get out of the castle and out to the stables he didn't bother trying to be sneaky. He picked the horse that seemed to be the fastest and took off, it wasn't until he was a decent distance away that he realized that he forgot all of his other journals back in the room he was shown to.

"Dammit!" He cursed. "Nothing to be done about it now."

With an annoyed sigh he continued to guide his horse away from castle Caelin.

Lyn came down the stairs from her Grandfather's room and into the dining room where all of her companions were all ready seated. She smiled at her friends until her eyes reached the one empty seat near the end of the table.

"Has anyone seen Marek?" She asked.

A murmur of "no" and "I just noticed that" swept across the table. Lyn approached a servant and kindly asked where they had shown the Tactician, when that failed she asked where they had put the dark looking man. When she put it that way the servant gave detailed instructions on where to find his room. She thanked them and walked up to the room she was informed of.

"Marek?" She asked while knocking on the door. "Are you in there?"

She tried the knob and was surprised to find the door unlocked. Walking in she found the room as if it had never been occupied. There was no trace of Marek at all, it wasn't until she spied the pack in the corner of the room. Stepping towards the pack she opened it to find Marek's journals. She picked up the first one, a black journal. When she opened it, she found it was just his until analysis book. She put that one back and took the second one, a light blue journal. She flipped it open to the first page and began to read.

Kent-
One of two knights who have been sent to recover Lyn for her Grandfather, Marquess of Caelin. He seems to be a good man if only a tad bit too serious. He seems very proficient with his blade, and seems to know the weapon triangle as well, that's good, the less I have to explain the faster we can continue on our way. From the look in his eyes when he stopped me the other night, he is very loyal... Or just very attracted to Lyn, can't say I blame him.

Under the paragraph description of Kent was a rather good sketch of him, it was just his face and the upper part of his torso. She flipped to the next page and began reading again.

Sain-
One of two knights who have been sent to recover Lyn for her Grandfather, Marquess of Caelin. When compared to his partner Kent, Sain is rather... Strange. He is rather easy going which on the road is actually a nice change of pace, but still... Either he was simply trying to look heroic for Lyn with his lance or indeed he did not know about the weapon triangle thank goodness for Kent. He seems to be a good man if only a bit... Horny.

Lyn rolled her eyes at Marek's last sentence about Sain. Just like Kent's page there was a good sketch of Sain under his little description. She continued on towards the pages each with a description and a sketch.

Florina-
A Pegasus knight, a rather timid Pegasus knight. From what I was able to gather, she and Lyn are old friends. She has joined us under some odd initiation or something. She's quite the beautiful girl, she reminds me of Rubi. Lately she has become rather attachted to me, it was harmless until she tried to kiss me. After a simple discussion she has agreed to stop pursuing me and simply be my friend. She has great potential, she only needs to be able to get over her fear of men and perhaps stop doubting herself as much as she does.

Wil-
A rather odd young man. He is rather proficient with the bow, so that's a plus. We met him in the same village we met Florina. I think Lyn may have a crush on him, or perhaps she finds him curious as I do. With him along we, or rather Lyn has been able to bring twice as much game for dinner. I still don't know what to make of him, but for the moment I will consider him my friend, or maybe a treasured acquaintance.

Dorcas-
A quiet man. He was working with bandits to make gold for his wife, Natalie. He has decided to come with us after a conversation with his wife. He's good with an axe, which is always good to have another weapon user. He's proven himself a valuable contribution to the team. I hope his wife gets better once all this is over with.

Serra-
A rather... outspoken woman. She's a Cleric who was on her way to Ostia with her Mage bodyguard Erk. There is always room for a healer, now we can save the few vulneraries we have for when we need them. All in all, she's not so bad, she does seem to be a very vane woman. If she could just keep her mouth shut for more than three minutes I think I could actually enjoy her company.

Lyn stopped reading for a moment, and couldn't help but notice that she had yet to be mentioned so far. She decided she would read the entire book and perhaps she would find the small paragraph he had written about her.

Erk-
A serious young man. He's Serra's bodyguard but he seems like he would rather being doing anything else but that.
He is a rather powerful mage, and even one mage can turn the tide of any battle, I'm glad to have him along. Of all the hair color's I've seen I must say I've never seen purple, well at least not a man anyway. I would suggest that he loosen up a bit, but coming from me I don't think he would really do it. Plus I've seen what can happen when a Mage does not have full control over their emotions.

Rath-
A Nomad, much like Lyn. He is a very fine archer which is nice, but more than that he seems to be able to lighten Lyn's mood. I'm grateful for him being with us, now Lyn can talk to someone who shares her culture, after all she's been through I think she deserves someone she can confide in. Rath is a rather, quiet man but when added to all the voices I hear around camp already, I'm very glad for his silence.

Lyn frowned at Rath's paragraph. She had confided in Marek, but apparently he did not think so.

Matthew-
He says he's a thief but I think he's more than that. One of the more annoying things about him, he can't seem to keep his hands to himself. I've "lost" my journals several times now, and somehow he always seems to find them. He makes for an invaluable unit on the field though so I guess I can overlook it.

Nils-
A bard whose music somehow "refreshes" our companions. He needs to be constantly protected though, but with him able to help others keep going that's a rather easy job. Him and his sister seem kind of off to me, but so far have done nothing but make nights at camp and days on the road more enjoyable.

Lucius-
I honestly thought he was a woman when we first met. Thankfully that was rectified before anything got awkward. He's quite good with light magic, which is nice especially with those Shamans we keep running into. If only he could use staves as well two healers is always better than one. It's not a big deal though, I don't think Serra likes him that much, not sure why though.

Ninian-
Nils' sister, a very beautiful woman. She reminds me of Claire... I miss her. I finally figured out what it is that kept bothering me about her and Nils, but I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone and that includes writing it in here. She seems as timid as Florina,
maybe less. More than what I found out about her, I get the feeling that she and her brother are involved or are going to be, with something bad, I'm not sure what but whatever it is I hope I can help them.

Wallace-
A large man, with an even larger sense of duty it seems. He is a proud General, or retired according to Sain at least. I'm glad he decided to join us and not attack us, I don't think we could have stood up to him. His jovial personality towards combat reminds me of Cain, I miss him too. I don't know if knows his own strength, he clapped me on the back yesterday and I swear there is a perfect bruise in the shape of his hand.

The rest of the pages were blank. Lyn flipped through them three more times just incase, and still there wasn't even one page, not even a sentence completely about her! Lyn couldn't believe it, she had rescued that man from sure death on the plains and he didn't even write about her in his stupid journals? She was about to tear the book in half when she noticed the last journal still in his pack. She closed the one in her hands and picked up the journal that oddly enough matched the color of her hair. She decided that if this book was more words about her companions and not one word about her she would for sure tear up his journals.

Lyn

I was traveling as I often due, almost for the past two years now. I made it into the Sacae plains, I had misjudged my own water and ended up passing out in the middle of the endless green. When I awoke I was staring into the eyes of an angel of that I'm sure. Lyn, as she introduced herself, had found me on the plains and had taken me inside out of the goodness of her heart. I owe her a debt that I will never be able to repay no matter what I do. She asked me my name and if I would share my story with her, I could have come up some simple lie but bandits saved me the trouble. She's quite good with the blade, with more practice she could easily be a famous sword fighter.
She wanted to accompany me on my travels, I asked her for her parents permission, like she was a small child or something. Her eyes got misty when I asked for her parent's consent. She explained the tragic event that took her parent's and the rest of her tribe, I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her but it was much too early for anything more than perhaps a handshake. I didn't want to see tears trail down that beautiful face so I said she could come with me, hoping it would turn her mood around. Luckily it did and just like that we were on our way.
We've spent quite sometime together, I must say she is quite the charming woman. I've recently began teaching how to read The way her face scrunches up in concentration when she's writing words and letters is cute. She was able to get the basics down no problem, just like I knew she would, she's gives herself far too little credit. The way her eyes light up when she finally is able to read the large words I've written for her is absolutely breath taking. Unfortunately with her new vassal Kent our studying has been cut down to the point of almost none existent, but I've taught her enough.
Lyn kissed me last night, she caught me off guard. I wanted so badly to take her into my arms right then and there and never let her go. The only things stopping me? Where we were, and my own paranoia. If Michael were to somehow find me, he would go after Lyn, I don't think I could handle that.

The next so many pages were full of sketches of her. Some were just like the other's, just her head and the upper torso, others were full body. Another page was completely dedicated to her facial expressions it seemed. They all had two or three word descriptions of what emotion she was showing, one of them was during a sad moment for her and under it, it read.

"She's sad yes, but it's just so adorable!"

Lyn giggled at that and continued to leaf through the drawings of her. The next page she turned to had her staring into her own eyes, she quickly realized it was the same look she had when she kissed him. Lyn looked at the words under it.

"This face plagues my dreams now, I don't know how much longer I can control myself."

She blushed when she read those words. She turned the next page and was slightly disappointed to find more words.

The same night that she kissed me, she touched my scar. I've never let anyone touch this mark, but she caught me off guard then as well. She asked me if it hurt, I had told her that she wasn't allowed to ask questions about my scar of course that didn't stop her. I answered her anyway, she apologized and said she was curious. I can't really blame her, if she had a scar on her face I'd want to know too.
I may be wrong, as rare as that is for me. I think Lyn is jealous of how much time Florina and I have been spending together. I hope I'm not giving either of them the wrong impression. Florina tried to kiss me tonight, she slipped on her knees into my chest. We had a brief talk and have agreed to simply be friends. I let her use my lap as a pillow and when she fell asleep I carried her to her tent. I tried to meditate in the woods a bit from camp but Lyn followed me, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. We talked about Florina and afterwards looked towards the sky.
Lyn apologized for kissing me and explained why she did it. It killed me inside to not be able to tell her that I feel the same way. As corny as it may sound, I've never felt this way about any woman. I was confused at first but now it's simple, but not at the same time.
I love her.

Those were the last words in the journal.

"He... loves me." Lyn spoke. "He loves me."

A smile split Lyn's face.

"He loves me!" She nearly shouted.

She put the journal to her chest and fell back into the bed she was sitting on. It was then that she decided that when, not if, when she saw Marek again he was not getting away from her.

I hope no one was disappointed with how this chapter ended, and like I said the story will really start to pick up now.

-Raidori