He is cold, Cold as an Ice, He is fierce and brave, like a King lion he is. He will fight for his country, For his family, And for his loved one's.. that includes you.

He's in his office, looking outside of the dark and peaceful night. How could such a calm place would end up such in a war?.... As he was staring blankly, deep in thoughts, he felt a arm's wrap around him, and looked behind his shoulders to see who it was, No one else but you.

†W.W: "What is it, my dear? Why are you up so late?..." He asked in a blunt and deep low tone.