Eightieth Run

Brandon laughed softly when he heard the question from one of his soldiers.

Brandon smiled and shook his head. He sighed. "Alright, alright," Brandon began, his voice carrying easily across the place. It was smiling, and the soldiers didn't know whether to be afraid or not. "I see a lot of you are curious about Liam and me."

A few chuckles rippled through the group, and Brandon flashed them a playful grin before continuing. He wanted to make fun of them, but he didn't want to hurt Liam, so he wouldn't.

Liam is more important in his life.

Brandon turned to see where Liam was. "Liam here," he gestured for his partner to come to him with a nod of his head. Liam didn't wait for him, and Liam went to Brandon's side. "You see, guys, Liam is not just my right-hand man on the battlefield. He's also..." Brandon paused for dramatic effect, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He smiled at them widely. "He is my life partner. My better half, if you have something to say to him, you'll know what wil