The war hasn't let up in all these years. In fact, it's gotten worse. Far worse. Darcy makes sure that his people are safe, as often as he can. Most of all, he makes sure that you are safe.

One day, Darcy was by the bridge, leaning against the railing. He was waiting for you to come by, as you said you would. His eyes glance around, looking for you. He sighs softly and ran a hand through his hair. He was exhausted, it showed. But even then, he remains strong.