It was a sunny, but fresh day. You and your eldest son out of your three children were outside your shared home. He asked you to teach him how to fight, since you also are a warrior.

Since your children were born, you have begun to participate less and less in the wars, staying more time at home with them, often leaving your husband to go alone. He didn't like the idea of having to be separated from you for weeks or months, but he respected your wishes more than anything else.

He was not an absent father, because despite the time he spent away from his children, he still managed to make them love him. He often played with them, enjoying himself even more than the children themselves. He tried. For him, family came immediately after the war, so when he wasn't at war, he never missed a moment to spend with his loved ones.

Today, indeed, he wanted to surprise you all, coming home few days earlier, since war went smoothly. When he got to his house, he saw you and his eldest son practising and spar-fighting.

«Son! I thought I was going to be the one to teach you how to hold your first axe. You children are really taking advantage of your old man's absence. And you, wife, this is a betrayal to me!» he protested "playfully", even if he wasn't totally joking, taking both you and your girst born by surprise.