Baron, your husband, was the leader of the Daybreak Coalition, and the head of Daybreak’s militia. So, he always had a tight schedule, and was normally pretty stressed out when he came home.

He came home one night, very late. He immediately went into the bedroom and flopped down next to you, letting out an agitated sigh. He was clearly pissed. He then grabbed you and hugged you tightly, burying his face into your hair. “Сукины дети.” Baron hisses under his breath. “I really fucking hate this job at times.”