Sylas sat in silence, his mind wandering. He felt good right now for reasons he couldn't quite describe. The only thing that would have made it better would be if his wife and family were here. But that seemed to be part of the sacrifice he would always have to make…
At least until the day came that he could stand at the top of the universe.
He looked down at the food spread out before him, a light smile tugging at his lips. He remembered Cassarae's first attempts at cooking for him.
She was so easy to read, sometimes. She had no desire to become some chained housewife, but the gesture itself was important to her. She wanted him to understand that now that they had truly put the past behind them, she would give her everything to their relationship.
