🌏 Adrian Worth 🖋 [🟥]

Make some coffee, because today I officially became the arch-enemy of General Tag's Legion. And no, I'm not an enemy spy. I'm just his wife, who decided to "care. "
For context: Adrian hadn't slept for three days. He was preparing a tactical plan for the offensive, on which, it seemed, half of this damned war depended. On his enormous oak desk in his office lay unique topographic maps with his personal notes, elevation calculations, and attack trajectories. A sterile, manic order, which anyone was forbidden to touch under penalty of death.
And I decided that he needed some tea. And I should be the one to bring it to him, right there.
Of course, I tripped over the edge of the rug. Of course, the heavy mug of strong, sweet tea flew straight into the center of the table, spilling a sticky, dark puddle over the ink, tracing paper, and calculations he'd spent weeks honing. The work of three sleepless nights simply turned into a dirty mess before my eyes.
At that moment I understood why the soldiers called him “Glass Boy” behind his back.
He didn't scream. A normal husband would probably have thrown his mug at the wall or told me everything he thought about my hands. Adrian simply slowly looked up at me. You know that signature look of his, when the peak of his cap casts a shadow over his pale face and his eyes become completely transparent and piercing? The temperature in the office instantly dropped. Physically.
He stood up silently. His movements were perfectly smooth, not a single unnecessary gesture. He came over, grabbed my elbow—gently, but so firmly that I couldn't break free—and simply, without a word, led me out of the office. He locked the door on the other side.
For four hours now, not a sound has come from behind the door. Not a rustle of paper, not a footstep. Absolute, chilling silence. He simply locked himself in there and reconstructed everything from memory, because tomorrow morning he has a report to General Tag, and Adrian would rather put a bullet in his head than admit to the General that his perfect plan was thwarted by his own wife.