Finally, a day without Henry... er.. not really. Willow decided to head out and see the young princess, Lissa, and her close friend Maribelle. She was hoping for a day to stay away from Henry most of her time, which is kind of working out, but the male dark mage was following her from afar. How does she know? He just attracts one too many crows... Judging by his behavior, Willow concluded that the man was still at it even when she's just going to have a visit with someone else. A straight face expression, however, remained much to his dismay. He shouldn't have expected much.

"Willow, you came!" Lissa giggled as she allowed the woman in.

Willow quietly nodded and accepted the offer to step into the tent,following Maribelle, who prompted her over, to a seat. It's not like her to ignore a friendly request just like that after all.

"She didn't smile again," Henry thought aloud.

"What are you now, a stalker?" Frederick asked the pale dark mage, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

Don't forget who's tent that belongs to. Frederick crossed his arms slowly as he began to tap his foot on the ground. Henry, on the otherhand, sighed and just gave him a shrug which caused the crows perched on him to fly away, cawing as they disappeared.

"May I say that I'm just a good looking dark mage out to complete my own challenge?" he joked, giving a light snicker to the brown haired man.

"If your goal deals something with the princess, then no," replied the knight.

"Something that deals with Lissa? No, no, you got it all wrong, pal, nyahahaha!" he laughed. "Seriously, I don't need her in this operating scheme I'm devising."

Frederick rose a brow curiously and narrowed his eyes at the smiling dark mage suspiciously.

"I don't trust you when you say 'scheme,' Henry."

"I know! That's why I say it! Scheme, hehe..." chuckled the man as he walked away.

Frederick blinked at him awkwardly as he watched the man leave to look for another spot to wait for the woman. That was until it clicked into his mind.

"Hey, Henry! Don't you cause any trouble now!" he called after him.

'He's totally going to give my intentions away...' thought the dark mage.

"Up! And sit..... Up!"

"Why are we doing this again...?" Willow asked awkwardly as she followed the blonde ladies' example.

"Because why not? I just want to see what you're really like. But it does look like you've been trained manners. Now up!" Maribelle said as she stood back up.

"I-I believe so...?" replied the dark mage.

"Hey, what's up with you and Henry lately?" Lissa asked excitedly. "I mean you both are close and all, but he's been carrying you around a lot lately..!"

"He has?" Willow replied questioningly.

'She sounds unaware....' Maribelle mumbled as she walked over to Willow. "Willow, dear-"

"I apologize for being so oblivious," she quickly said as she bowed down.

"T-that's not why called you, dear..." she said awkwardly. "Come, chin up! Only scums look down at the ground!"

Willow stood back up but was still glancing around nervously, causing Maribelle to quickly grab her face and turn towards her carefully.

"Look here! I won't bite! The princess won't bite either! Now calm down and say something besides an apology," she told the woman, softly patting her forcefully puffed up cheeks.

Willow silently nodded as the troubadour's warm gloved hands left her cheeks. Straightening her back, the woman thought of what to say, but got nothing.

'Um.....' quietly the dark mage said. 'T-thank you for inviting me....?"

Lissa and Maribelle looked at each other for a second and then smiled worriedly at Willow.

"That's a good start, but..." Lissa began.

"Try saying it without ending it in a question, dear," Maribelle said.

Obviously, everyone knew what was coming up next as Willow slightly opened her mouth to say something.

"Please.... Don't apologize, dear..." Maribelle said as she pressed a finger against her lips exhaustively.

Willow then nodded awkwardly as she slowly removed her finger away from her again.

'Thank you for, inviting me..' she repeated softly.

"No problem!" Lissa replied happily.

"You're always welcome," Maribelle added with a proud smile. "Now was that very hard?"

Willow didn't say anything as she blinked and thought about her answer.

"Actually, don't answer that ridiculous question... Of course it was easy..." she responded for her with a sigh.

Instead of saying anything else, the woman remained quiet as she thought about her apologies to be a nuisance to everyone.

"So what happened yesterday?" Lissa decided to ask as she sat down on her bed.

"What do you mean?" asked the dark mage.

"Hexes and curses, right? How was it?" giggled the cleric.

'Umm.....'

The woman didn't know what to say since one, she didn't want to lie and two, she knew she didn't make up any hexes or curses. What could she say without letting others in the fray? Besides, everyone is curious about her facial expression just as they are with Henry's. Having them join would just make it more chaotic than it already is with Henry alone. He's quite a handful...

'We failed making the curse....' she squeaked.

"Failed? How rare.. It's Henry after all, so this is a first.." Maribelle said surprisingly.

"It was my fault," loudly she spoke.

"Oh, I see.." Lissa mused. "You'll get it done soon!"

"R-right...."

"But care to explain why he's always touchy-feely around you? How indecent of him to touch a lady all he wants!" Maribelle groaned hinting about the times she's spotted them.

"I fell... when we were looking for things we needed for the hex..." Willow lied. "And I'm... clumsy.."

What she was really thinking about, however, was "because he tackled me down, but broke my fall and he's trying to get me to laugh or so...."

"Are you okay? So that's what he meant by playing around..." Lissa said. "What a confusing guy.."

"I am fine, as you can see. Thank you for asking."

"Heyyyyyy! You're speaking normally again!"

"Good, good! Continue and you'll be apologizing less than usual," Maribelle said proudly.

"O-okay..."

The two high class women then decided to serve tea and some cookies in the tent after taking their time to get Willow used to the new task she's been assigned to. Willow nervously accepted their kindness and continued to spend her time with them in hopes of keeping her distant from the male dark mage for a while longer. It was a nice change. However, once she leaves this makeshift building, it's back to the usual poking around with the man.

'Excuse me for interrupting, may I come in?' a familiar male voice rang.

"Yeah, of course!" Lissa called as the tent entrance opened.

"The lady, Lillian, has a word to say," Frederick announced.

"Just... Lillian is fine, Frederick..." the woman said tiredly. "I'm not a noble."

Frederick didn't reply as he nodded and continued to stand in his usual stiff-looking pose.

"Chrom has decided that we'll be moving out tomorrow morning," she began, smiling a bit. "It seems that we're all rested up well and ready to go. Have you stocked up on weapons and cures?"

"Most certainly! One must always be ready at all times!" Maribelle said with a confident smile.

Lillian nodded as she smiled brightly at the group who also gave her a grin just as lively. Well, take out Willow from the picture and it'd be everyone.

"There have been risens spotted near the area we will be traveling to next so be on guard. Tomorrow morning, Robin will announce the positions we'll be in before we deploy for travel and battle."

"Well, you already know you're always going to be with my brother and Robin himself," Lissa giggled.

Lillian's cheeks slightly dusted with a light pink as she gave the shorter woman a funny look.

"Not always.... Are you implying something..?"

"Mayyyybe!"

"I can be paired up with anyone actually as long my health doesn't fail me, that is, then I can roam around on my own," the female tactician awkwardly said.

"Righttttttt, anyways thanks for telling us, Lilli! We'll be sure to get ready in the morning," Lissa chuckled.

As Lillian nodded and turned around to leave, Frederick opened the tent door and peeked out quietly before letting the woman leave.

"Is something the matter, Frederick?" she asked as they left the princess' tent.

"Ah, no, nothing at all," he replied, smiling a little to cover it up. "Lord Chrom must be waiting for us."

Walking off in a complete circle, the man finally headed off in the direction of the prince's tent, leaving the tactician confused as she checked off the list he held until she caught sight of.... crows..

"Oh. Forget I asked then..." she muttered as she slipped away frm the sight of a spying Henry.

It seems that the man is aware of what she just said. Honestly, from everybody else's point of view he looks like a peeping tom more than anything else.

"Henry! Are you doing indecent acts? May I ask you to refrain yourself?" Libra suddenly called, giving him a disturbed look.

Henry looked over grinning as always and gave him a shrug.

"It's not like I have a dirty mind unless you count killing and stuff as dirty, nyahahaha!" he replied.

"Killing isn't a good thing either. What are you doing trying to spy on Lissa like that?" the priest asked.

"Good holy feminine looking man, I am NOT spying on the princess, but merely eavesdropping!" he defended himself in the worse possible way. "Lissa has nothing to do with me."

"F-feminine... man..."

His constant grinning wasn't really helping him either even if he tried sounding serious.

"Just... let's go elsewhere. You look like you're trying to assassinate or kidnap someone...." Libra said.

Henry sighed. The dark mage then decided to cast a quick curse that still allowed him to listen in on the women's conversation as he sauntered away back to his place with his chilling smile, chilling if you still haven't gotten used to it yet. He wanted to catch Willow's face expression when she left the tent, but apparently for him, he was unable to with the constant suspicious sounding questions he obtained.

"Did you hear someone call Henry just now?" Maribelle asked curiously, earning a head shake from Lissa.

"You must be hearing things," the princess replied with a grin.

'No, you certainly heard right...' Willow thought as she disbanded the curse she sensed on the tent.

".... Ahhhh, dang it, she knew all along," the man giggled to himself before switching his smile into a more somber expression. ".... My face hurts..."

Making sure no one was going to enter his tent anytime soon the man rubbed his face to loosen it up from the smiles and grins he always put up with, slightly opening his eyes to take in the sight of the dim room.

'Henry, can I enter? It's Robin.'

The man suddenly jolted in surprise as he ran over to his curse filled books and faced his back towards the door before the male tactician could come in.

"Oh, yeah sure, Robin! Are you here for a hex of some sort?" he asked in a jolly tone.

"No, it's not for a curse," he replied as he walked in looking around the messy tent uncomfortably. "Jeez, when will you dark mages clean up...?"

Henry quickly fixed his smile and turned around to face Robin.

"Hey now! Don't be so uptight about the mess, nyahaha!" he laughed. "The messier the better! It gives off a great vibe. Besides, Willow isn't messy."

"Just don't trip... Have you heard about what's going on tomorrow yet?"

"Yes, sir!~" he chimed.

"Oh, great then! Less work for me I guess," chuckled the tactician. "I better get going and see the rest of the people I was assigned to see."

The man then took off as he checked off his list of people and left Henry alone in his test once again, allowing him to rest his face.

"Nnnng..... My face is sore....." he groaned again, laying down on his bed.

He was unaware that his friend was getting ready to leave and visit him in a bit. He, however, decided to fall asleep on his stomach with his face flat in his pillow.

"Thank you for inviting me once again," Willow said as she got herself up and out through the door.

"Come hang out with us again anytime!" Lissa exclaimed, throwing her arms up into the air.

"You're most welcome to join when you like," Maribelle told the dark mage.

Willow nodded as she began to walk off and check on Henry while the other two women waved her off.

"I'm suprised that a dark mage could be just as polite and well-mannered. Why is she one anyways?" the troubadour mused curiously.

"Maybe cause she wants to for fun," giggled the cleric.

"Maybe...?" questioned Maribelle as she headed back into the tent for more tea with Lissa.

"Yep! But we can't be sure until we ask her and confirm it you know?"

Willow sneezed and looked around her surroundings anxiously as she continued to look for Henry. The last place she looked in for him was obviously his tent.

'Henry....?' she called quietly, looking around for him. '...... Henry....?'

Looking over at the giant dark lump on the bed, the woman blinked and smiled a little, shaking her head and walking over to the napping man. A chance or so she thought. As she knelt down next to him and tried to look for his face, she wiped off the smile she had on her own incase he suddenly woke up. Henry was still in the same position as before unfortunately. Willow then tried to roll him over onto his back carefully, but was unable to do so. He was quite heavy for a somewhat skinny guy.....

'.....'

The woman sighed as she sat down on the ground and waited for him to get up. It wasn't until she fell asleep on the ground the male dark mage decided to wake up.

"Hmm...?" he hummed groggily, looking over at the woman before grinning. ".... Nice try, Willow, but I won't let my guard down that easily.."

Sitting up and pulling his bangs away from his face to get a clearer look, Henry pulled the female dark mage upright and picked her up to get her on the bed comfortably. He had to remove her circulet first and untie her hair before laying her down.

"Geez, you don't smile when you sleep either...!" he commented quietly as he pulled his blanket over her, sitting near her sleeping figure and watching her sleep. "Weirdo, hehe... Should I force a smile on you..? Nah... It wouldn't be as good as you doing it yourself."