"It's a good thing that you don't have to fight that much in the war. We are winning but still I wouldn't want to risk losing you." Daniel said as Adam played with his hair. Both of them older now, almost in their thirties, they were sitting in Adam's office.
It was actually his father's but since he had chosen to just go off and fight Adam had to burden all the responsibility and deal with their business and leading the pack. He was sure his old man was enjoying ripping elven throats while he was drowning in a pile of paperwork. From his point of view though it was actually better. Even though he could and he knew very well how to fight Adam didn't want to. He just wished for a peaceful life, spending his days lazily with Daniel on his side as they laid in bed.