SHOULD HE JUST...?

WULFRIC pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to ease the tension building in his head. He had been working non-stop for two days, catching up on everything he missed during his sudden trip to Delryria. There was no time to go home; his office had essentially become his living quarters, with virtual screens hovering around him, displaying an endless stream of files and notifications. The strain of reviewing and approving them was starting to make him dizzy. He would much rather be out training his soldiers, anything to escape this monotony. But he knew if he even tried, Leland would show up before he could take a single step out the door.