"-and that, my friends, is why you never break a promise to an elf."

The group gathered around the campfire laughed and you nudged your husband's arm, but you were unable to hold back your own amusement.

"A wise man, this Bard is, wouldn't you say?" you teased him with a wink.

"He may be wise," joked one of your companions, "but you're the saint for putting up with him!"

More laughter danced like the flames before you and you leaned back, content in the moment.