(Skyshard Family Mansion, Late Night, Caleb and Mairon's POV)
Under the quiet glow of the night sky, Caleb and Mairon sat side by side on the porch swing outside the Skyshard mansion, their bodies swaying gently as their eyes remained fixed on the dark horizon above.
A cool artificial breeze passed through the open grounds, brushing against their faces as the silence stretched comfortably between them for a moment, until Caleb finally spoke.
"So… did your Commander tell you the same thing as mine?" Caleb asked, his tone casual, as he waited for Mairon to pick up on the context behind his question and respond.
"About the war? Yeah…"
Mairon said, nodding lazily as he leaned back against the swing while scratching his head.
"It was boring, so I sort of slept halfway through the briefing, but I got the gist of it."
He continued, as Caleb's expression stiffened slightly.
