The fact that such a thought had even crossed her mind had been vile– psychotic rather, when putting it into more appropriate terms. “Isolated voids and repetitious duties will be something I will not plague you with, Alexia. My brother and I are under obligation to right our wrongs in this world and all others we had impacted with our prior faults.” As often as it had been made known that their current experimentation had been close to fruitless in her eyes, she would progress further onward despite her thoughts for the sake of her sibling.

    Freckles emphasized by by the sallowness in her face, the corners of her lips subtly upturning in response to such a gesture. Things of such a nature were unanticipated and induced internal turbulence but this had all been on account of the madam’s lack of physical affection toward others. 

    As disheartening as it may be, Ashford would never be capable of such a strenuous feat… While there would certainly be memory of the lady, her dexterity and the elvish features she garnered, it wouldn’t be at the reminder imperfections riddled along her internal or external being. The omnipresent’s heart had belonged with her other half, whether it had been beating or not. Even if the very thing had been in the clutches of someone other than him. If it was that objection would arise from this truth, withdrawal would be immediate… No matter the circumstances.

                                                               "Thank you.“