Inar and his wife Hendra had moved into the confines of the capital walls now, they had been in the process of doing so but now they were making the final moves from their current home. Inar put his arm around Hendra as they looked all around their now empty home. Hendra's eyes filled with tears and Inar’s shine with his own.
“I love our new home, and it is safer, especially now but this is where Ahten grew up. He was a child running around playing and when he became a man, he would help around the home until he became a warrior that is.” Hendra reminisced of their son and Inar placed a kiss upon her head.
“I miss him too, but he is with the ancestors now, he is free from pain and fear,”
“You fight those elves well, my love, you come back to me, you promise?” Hendra said turning to him
