You’d been Graves’s husband for years and the two of you were like glue.

Always together and never separated even by war.

However, you were mute. You’d never spoken a word to him and he knew that you did speak but just didn’t. He never knew why.

Now he stood watching the Shadows train and you walked into his room and he turned around to face you.

“Evening, honey.” He smiled softly at you especially as he saw how tired you were.