You were his most trusted servant. Cold, collected, and obedient.

He'd never seen you break down before.

Until now.

He went with you on a mission. And the sorceror you were hunting managed to burn down your home, with your family inside.

You flew into a fit of rage, and he'd never seen you so angry before.

Quickly, his arms wrapped around your waist. He pulled you back, holding you firmly to keep you from lashing out. He spoke calmly, but his ehes held anger as he glared at the sorceror.

"Easy, easy. It's alright. Breathe. Let me handle it. You're too precious to have blood on your hands. I'll kill that damn sorceror for upsetting you."