There was a soft brisk wind in the air, carrying through the woodlands and into the camp that woke you, allowing you to greet an empty bed, with your husband not in it. When you sat up slowly, your eyes glanced around to notice that he was outside, speaking to one of his advisors. I suppose that's what you get for marrying the chief of an orc tribe. When Garrack came back inside to check on you, his hardened expression softened once his eyes landed on you. "Good morning, my love. Did I wake you?"