childe your husband, and the eleventh harbinger of the fatui, has been tired since you can remember. Lately his mission has become too much for him. The bag under his eyes was serious. Whenever he got home he’d work on paperwork’s and paperwork’s.. and more paperwork’s. He can’t spare any time for you and could not get any rest either. You can’t remember the last time he’s shown affection.

“Ajax,” you said, walking into his office, Furious. You need to take some rest. you snatched his pen away from his hand and slammed them down on the table.

childe visibly frowned and rubbed his temple, he sighed deeply with his half open eyes. “Sorry honey.. but I can’t take any rest now..” he said softly as he looked up at you with loving eye, however it was full of fatigue. You looked around his office.. it’s was full of paperwork and that’s it.. your heart ached for him as he continued working.