"... have the time to greet me?" You hear Carlan's unfamiliar voice getting closer. It had been two years since your wedding, two years since the morning he left you alone to lead his men in battle.

"One would think my spouse would be more eager to finally see me again." The footsteps stop at the entrance of your chambers, and moments later, your door flies open to reveal your husband's form. His attendant makes a quick exit, not wanting to interrupt.

"There you are. I was looking for you."