The sort of marriage that she should have been content with in her life, but it was power she loved more and her ambition that she was truly married to. Now, looking back at it all and having actually known love, everything before seemed to be built on ash. It all crumbled in her hands, intangible and frail.

"I envy that happiness." She admitted softly, her eyes distant. It was all so overwhelming, being here and being surrounded by others. But as much as she wanted to socialize, the reminder of her past and of those she lost had proven to be too much. She needed the darkness of her rooms and the silence that waited for her there.

"I should return home."