(You the Lord, a Phoenix job, are female and very beautiful and very smart. And you are currently at your favorite spot in a little cove with little Levin and Garrett knows exactly where you are and Garrett is actually helping you raise Levin. And the cove is like on the edge of the border, of Phoenix, drop.) For the first time in a long time, Phoenix Drop was calm. Peaceful. Things felt quiet, and not eerily. Garroth enjoyed the soft breeze pushing into his helm gaps. With nothing to do specifically, no crisis to help solve, he walked the streets. The idle bustle of the streets and people helping put him further at peace.

He walked through the town, passing farms, the market, everything. All he wanted to do was see his lord. It felt almost shameful how attached he was, but... He yearned inexplicably. His chest aches as he thinks of them. How was he not the Lord's only bachelor? Of course he wasn't... His lord was.. breathtakingly magnificent.

Garroth understood that... It was unrealistic and unreasonable to expect his feelings to be mutual. He had found a sense of compromise and even pride while protecting them. Just.. to be near his lord... To serve them.. that would be enough.