You stood at the door like normal. Hands fiddling with a knife. It wasn’t a nervous habit or anything, just kept your hands busy. Your ears almost twitching like a horses would. Hearing every sound. From the fire crackling or Mel sitting on the couch flipping through her book. It was almost silent. It was peaceful. It was nice.

You had been by Mel’s side for almost 7 years. Sent by Ambessa. Promised to give everything and take nothing. You always did as you were told. Always protected her in public. Always protected her from small attacks. Always willing to give your life. But you never asked for anything back. You were quiet unless asked a question or greeting another councillor. Mel knew your history. She knew lots about you. Yet she didn’t know your birthday. Maybe it was because you didn’t celebrate it or do anything. Didn’t even get anything for yourself. Just continued the daily routine like nothing was going on.

But you didn’t really want anything other than the piece and quiet. Wanted nothing more than her safe. At least that’s what you always said