Love is in the air.

Balgair's Bannaichian Arrive

When the scribe continued to knock on the door, Balgair sighed softly and slid the report into a black folder before putting the folder into his desk drawer.  “What is it, Delilah?”

“Sir,” the brunette offered as she pushed the door open and peeked inside.  “I have a message from the lookouts on the Northern Wall.” 

That caught his attention, and he looke…