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The sun rose with a warm ray of light hours ago, continuing to announce the time of morning. In the bed chamber of the Brisby Widow, the bed was already organized with a blanket properly flat, pillows soft and a bit firm, settled straight by the bedpost. Elizabeth sits by her dressing table facing her reflection from the large mirror. Her eyes held mixed emotions as she put her palm against her cheek, feeling her warm yet slightly dry skin as Nicodemus’ voice echoed in her mind. “You would have grown old, while he remained young…” She sighed heavily, proceeding to groom herself. Coral red blouse with lighter shade on her collars. Scarlet skirt covering down below her knees. Tied the black bodice around her chest and waist. Gazing at her reflection, a flash of fond memories before her eyes; in one of her days after marriage, she would be in her nightdress, combing her long hair. A lazy noon just for her and Jonathan. He would take her in his arms from behind, flustering his darling

Returning to Brisby manor, Elizabeth kept her arms around Justin’s. Her heart beating in fright from the interaction with Jenner, which was, to describe it politely, less than pleasant. Her fragile body still quivering, but less feverishly as she leaned onto Justin’s firm yet protective arms. Just as they arrived at the exit, her legs went numb as she knelt down, surprising and worrying the captain of the guard. “Ma’am…” He knelt down on one knee beside her. “I-I’m sorry…, it’s just…I couldn’t walk…” She mumbled, her gaze down. Justin frowned a bit, then softened with a good natured smile before he lifted her up, carrying in bridal style as she let out a surprised squeak. “J-Justin…?” She blinked, feeling her cheeks heating up. “Your family should be worried by now….” Flustered, she remained still as he continued to walk to the exit, arms still carrying her. But, she realized too late he had no intention to put her down yet, even when they were arriving at the Brisby manor

Life was far too short, From the very start. Since the tortures from those imps, I began to grow Little did they know I had my own plans from them They thought I was tamed, Fools, fallen in my little game! Until this all became mine, They all do as I say! No one stands in my way, In my way, all here will be happy OR I have them slaughtered I can do as I please, I can change everything with ease (For so fair, Fit for power~) I control the wind and weather! We can rule all together If you come with me, You will be happy, WE will be happy When you come with me Be my wife Change my life With all we can see Just say yes, Elizabeth! Truth be told, I too grieved, Her and me Me and her Her death broken us up O, please don’t shed a tear We have another chance, my dear Time flies and memory falters, We look to the sky say our prayers, Elizabeth my dear, don’t leave me (For so fair, Fit for power~) Take what you can when you can! Join me in my grand plan Bestow them an agony, Farewell

It was a rather boisterous day as Elizabeth had told the IM-Human ladies about her stories of meeting Jonathan. They cooed and squealed, flustered or teasing her at some moments when she talked of romantic or intimate parts of her marriage with her late husband. Apparently, most of these women either had no experience or once lost their husbands. So, hearing how their hero met the love of his life was quite a once in lifetime opportunity. Her aunt mildly shooed them away as Elizabeth walked out of the house. Yes, she may have offered many of IM-Humans meals and empty rooms to stay over, but she wished to help more. It was then, she noticed a couple of younger soldiers bickering. Remembering Jonathan talked of typical behaviors of newly recruited young soldiers, she could assume they were recently turned into IM-Humans and serving the Bund’s military service. “It’s your turn…!” The young IM-Human soldier with shoulder length blond hair hissed to the other. “No, I can’t risk pissing