Being The Archdruid of the Grove meant endless things to worry about, it was managing many people's temper and finding solutions for unique problems. While it wasn't something Halsin Silverbough ever expected he'd be doing he took his role seriously. Balance and honoring Silvanus's teachings were always at the forefront of his mind, he hadnt known a moment of rest since taking up the mantle and sometimes he felt guilty for believing he deserved to have a shred of peace and happiness for himself after everything he's sacrificed for everyone else. Was it so wrong to want to give up control for even a night to simply enjoy himself for once. That was the question he was asked by the handsome silver curled elf that had managed to work his way into Halsin's life and even his heart. Should he listen to the other male and take a night to enjoy the true freedom of nature's gifts? What harm could it cause?
