It was yet another hectic day for Samantha, being schooled in the appropriate ways to walk, talk, eat, speak as well as attend countless meetings for Ylisse's restoration. Her job as War Tactician and strategist did not help either as many people sought out counsel for what they should do for the time be and how the new Pegasus Knights would be handled, if there were even to be any.

It also did not help that some Ylisseans were still wary of her, being an amnesiac who formerly donned a robe similar to Plegian mages, and other Ylisseans expected too much from her, expecting her to be as strong and warm of a presence as Emmeryn. The former exalt surely left quite the impression on her people, and living up at least a fraction of it was going to prove itself a difficult task.

The brunette sighed as she removed her weighty outer robe and mussed up her hair as she sat on the bed she and her husband, Chrom, shared. "Gods, if this isn't about the most stressful…" No longer having the energy to continue, she flopped back into the bed, landing with a soft bounce.

Chrom smiled sympathetically at her. He wasn't much of a 'meet and greet' person, and he of course felt the stress of becoming the new leader of Ylisse. He couldn't blame her for having frustrations, especially being new to the kind of environment she was thrust in so quickly. "I'm sorry, Love. I know things are overwhelming now, but I promise soon we'll be able to relax at least a bit."

Samantha shot up, shaking her head vehemently. The last thing she desired was to make Chrom feel bad. "Oh, no no no! I'm just… I'm sure today has just been a little more tiring than the rest. I've since gotten used to sleeping early, so staying up late for my lessons have taxed my body." She offered a sheepish grin, thinking of something that could maybe help soften the situation so he could believe she were being completely honest. "Ah, I've just the thing to help me relax! I've been wearing thick robes all day and have worked up quite a sweat. I'm sure a nice, soothing bath is just the thing I need."

"A bath seems like a splendid idea." Chrom agreed, smiling his trademark smile that caused the young woman's heart to flutter just a bit every time. "Perhaps I should take one myself…"

"Ah, then you can go right ahead, I can wait!"

A silence filled the room until Chrom coughed lightly. "Er… What I meant was that we could possibly take one… Together?"

"Oh…" Samantha stupidly answered as she stared, dumbfounded. It was only a few moments before realization sunk in and her face quickly changed into a deep shade of crimson, shyly slapping her palms to her cheeks. "Together?!"

"We are husband and wife, no? So as long as it's okay with you, there should not be a problem, yes?"

Chrom had a point. They've already been married for at least some time, so the proposition should not be unheard of. Samantha tapped her chin thoughtfully as she considered if morality or chastity should even have been a concern for the situation. Still blushing something fierce, she figured to stop thinking about it so much and live a little. "Absolutely right you are. I guess sharing a bath should prove to be an interesting experience."

And right she was…

She clung onto her thighs as she sat in the tub in some sort of awkward anticipation, awaiting for Chrom to join. She couldn't help but tense up as she felt him stand behind her and lower himself slowly, his bare legs touching hers as he stretched them out comfortably.

Chrom watched her for sometime, chuckling in amusement every time she barely managed to glance back and look forward once again at breakneck speed. Slowly, he reached his arms around the woman's smaller frame, grabbing onto her tightly. His wet, bare chest against her bared back left a strange sensation on the tactician, almost causing the woman to let out a strangled yelp.

The indigo haired lord could not hold it any long as he burst into a fit of laughter, Samantha narrowing her eyes as she looked in his general direction. "What's so funny?"

Chrom rested his head against the crook of Samantha's neck, nuzzling playfully as he softly mumured in her ear, "You, of course." Samantha's body went oddly rigid as her fingers twitched involuntarily, only causing Chrom to let out another round of playful laughter. "We already saw all there was to each other, there's no need to be so shy."

"Seeing is different than feeling, you know…" Samantha pouted childishly as she raised her shoulders, attempting to hide herself, though finding it hard to do within Chrom's embrace. Only now did she realize the odd way in which his hands gripped her sides, palms resting dangerously close to her chest. 'If only I could hide under the water forever…' was her thought briefly.

Until Frederick made his way, unannounced into the bathroom, holding out towels that of course somehow the colors complimented the two bathing individuals. "I heard you enter the bathroom so I have prepared…"

Samantha couldn't hear him finish, as she somehow found the strength to escape the watery embrace and attempted to make her thought on hiding herself under the water forever a reality.