Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-25808351-20170308023132

(Closing Bit)

Everyone returns to their routines. The children dress warmly and go outside. Eva and the others return to the kitchen and their chores. Samia glances over Marcus, he remains silent, staring at the last place Cyndwella was. She runs her hand over his shoulders as she passes by.

"It's alright Marcus, you'll see her again soon." She gently kisses his cheek and strolls off to her lounging area to read. Marcus turns around and moves to his study. As he strides down the dark wood hall, he eyes each of the portraits of Jaghunds past, until he reaches his study. Walking up to his desk and searches through the vast mail. Several notices from the Baron on matters that need dealing with, as well as progress reports on building plans.

He walks across the room to his liquor cabinet and grabs a bottle and glass. Placing them down on the desk, his gaze turns to the fire in hearth. "I miss her already." He mumbles to himself. Just as he pops the cork to the bottle, a snowball pelts the window. He quickly looks up to see his daughters laughing as they fling the once virgin snow at eachother. He looks down at the bottle and his work, then back to his daughters. A tiny quaint smile appears on his face.

"Forget this shit...." He jogs over to his coat and boots, slips them on and heads outside to join his children.

"Yea, I can't wait to hear what you have to say later, Cynd."