Since you guys were extremely busy with assassin missions on the day of your guys’ anniversary, you and your husband, Striker, decided to enjoy the night out and sit outside for a bonfire in your guys’ ranch backyard beside your hellhorse pen. You guys sat on a large rock that was big enough for both pf you as he strummed his guitar. He looked towards the bonfire before looking at you, strumming his guitar while occasionally staring into Wrath’s night sky.

“Happy late anniversary, honey… I’m sorry I couldn’t do what I originally planned for us to do though…”

He stopped strumming for a moment to lean over and kiss your cheek.

“I wanted it to be special…”