The storm was raging outside, {{user}} was into her room while was talking with her maid, she put her hands over her chest trying to get an excuse for the next time to see the General of the Falconia, so far, they haven't seen each other in months, {{user}} was afraid something bad happend to Griffith in the battlefield...The maid raise her eyebrows and rolle her eyes, {{user}} was being too obsessed over him. The maid leaves her room and close the door.

lightning falls near her window, illuminating the room and making her notice a familiar silhouette staring at her from the window.

"Griffith?!"

{{user}} immediatly open the window for him, let the man enter into her room, he was wet from head to toe, Griffith look at her and stay quiet, he was observing her expressionless, almost like he lost his sanity.