Okay, so I know this one is short. I hope you still like it though.

Stahl

C

Morgan jumped off his horse and stretched. "Phew! I'm feeling beat." His horse snorted in agreement. "Aw, you feeling tired, girl?" He pet her neck as she nuzzled against him. "Alright, you can have a break." He grabbed her reins and led her back to the stables. When he got there, he saw Stahl cleaning his horse.

"Hey there, Morgan" Stahl said. Morgan gave him a weak smile. "Looking a little beat there aren't you, kiddo?"

"Yeah, a little." Morgan put his horse in her pen. "I've been doing some training most of the day. I'm going to go do a little more."

Stahl frowned. "Shouldn't you take a break?"

Morgan shook his head. "No, I got to train my body just as much as my mind. I won't be much of tactician if I can't hold my own in a battle."

"Well, sure but-" Stahl didn't finish as Morgan left the stable to go back to training. "Well, he's certainly his mother's son."

B

Stahl yawned as he headed to his tent for a good night's sleep. "Wow, what a long day." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small flickering light. He looked towards it and noticed the light was coming from Morgan's tent. "What's he doing up at this hour?" As he headed towards the tent, he could make out Morgan slumped over his desk. Books and notes were scattered all over the desk and a quill dangled from his hand. Stahl chuckled and quietly walked up to Morgan. "Hey, Morgan," he whispered. He gently grabbed Morgan's shoulder and shook him.

Morgan woke up with a start, a small stream of drool running down his chin. "Huh, wha?" He wiped his lip and looked around until he spotted Stahl. "Oh, hello, Father. Do you need something?"

"Actually I'm here to tell you to go to bed."

"Really? Morgan looked outside and noticed it was dark. "What time is it?"

"Nearly midnight."

"Oh." Morgan yawned and turned back to his books. "I'll go to bed once I finish writing out these strategy plans."

Stahl frowned. He picked up some of the notes and began putting them in a neat stack. "I think they can wait. You need to get some sleep."

Morgan glared at him as he took the notes back. "I might be young, Father, but I'm not a child."

"I know. I'm not trying to treat you like one but even adults need to go to bed at a decent hour. Besides, I doubt you were making a whole lot of progress just now."

Morgan sighed. "Fine, you make a point I guess." He put his notes down and got out of his chair. "Goodnight, Father."

Stahl smiled and left the tent. "Goodnight, Son."

A

Morgan walked into the mess tent and saw his father greedily eating his lunch. After getting his own meal, Morgan sat across from him. "Hey, Father. May I eat with you?"

Stahl swallowed and nodded. "Sure, Morgan." He noticed Morgan seemed more refreshed. "You're looking a lot better today."

"Yeah, I've been taking your advice and making sure to get enough rest. I've been pacing myself more during training too. My horse certainly appreciates it."

Stahl chuckled. "Heh, I bet she does. Well, I'm glad you're not overexerting yourself. I was getting worried about you for a while."

"Yeah, sorry I gave you a hard time before. I know you were just looking out for me."

"Ah, don't worry about it. I wasn't mad about that. I'm actually proud that you're trying to be the best at your respective fields."

Morgan smiled. "Thanks, Dad. That means a lot."

"Sure. Just remember to kick back every now and then. Get a bite to eat maybe. That always helps me to relax."

Morgan laughed. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me."

Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. Again sorry for the short length. Stahl was actually a hard one to come up with something.

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