Henrik stiffly stood outside the study, fists clenched at his sides in worry and anticipation. After decades of separation, decades he hadn’t been conscious enough to feel yet his soul had still suffered through, his beloved was right on the other side of the door. Just one move and they’d be together again... But, why was he hesitating? Maybe the part of him that was holding back was afraid that his Tom had changed, so much that he wasn’t the Tom he’d grown up with. Henrik’s mind was in turmoil but everything else within him yearned to be with his mate again. He could barely keep his magic in check. It wanted nothing more than to reach out, to feel the bond and connect with Tom’s addictive magic once more. Tedious moments went by until finally, Henrik had enough. Tom had waited long enough and so, Henrik opened the door.