Live free from your duties

267 AD

On top of a small hill stood huge beautiful Oak tree, where the gentle summer breeze is welcomed by the leaves from ever slowly descending and scattering to the lands of Replesia, and below the tree, in there sits two sillhouette hiding from the rays of the bright and shining rays of the sun. The long hair that flows and sways from the wind clearly shows that one of the sillhouette obviously is a figure of a woman's, she had her head placed in the shoulder of the man beside her.

He had an arm wrapped around her waist and the other from the round belly of the woman showing signs of her being pregnant.

They had their backs against the tree of Silverleaf oak, as they peacefully gazed at the falling leaves and into the sunset.

"I just want to stay like this forever"

Said the woman who had a raven hair as she rolled the strands of hair behind her ear, as she lovingly glanced at her belly carefully rubbing it together with the hand of her husband's.

"mhmm"

Replied the man stiffly who had a complicated look on his face as he looked at his wife's.

"Come on Honey, at least fix that rigid face of yours, it will ruin your looks you know?"

Said the woman as she put her hands on his face and using it to change his expressionless face, in to that of a smile's.

"I'll try"

"hahahahha"

The man tried to make a smile, but only made him looked much more intimidating especially with the huge scar on his left cheek, seeing her husband trying to put on a smiling, she couldn't hold her laughter anymore at such a funny scene of her husband trying hard.

"See? Didn't I tell you settling down in such a peaceful village, with a beautiful landmark good for you?"

"But I don't think I deserve somethin lik-"

He was cut off by his wife who covered his mouth with her hand and said.

"You've already done more than enough for this world"

"bu-but my job is still not finis-"

"Still stubborn? then how about our child then?"

Hearing the sharp and stern voice of his wife, he had no choice but to clamp down his mouth and nod.

A few months later the child named Lark

was born and so will his history that will never be forgotten in the passage of time.