*Molly walks in to the great hall, absent-mindedly. she smiles to herself, touching her lower lip thoughtfully.* Crys *Rebecca is sat near the window, gazing out, lost in her own thoughts, her face pale and tightly composed* Twiglet *Molly stops upon seeing her, composing herself, pushing her thoughts to the back of her mind. She goes over to rebecca, speaking quietly* How are you, my lady? Crys *Rebecca looks round, her face a pale mask, pausing before answering, trying to find the right words* Alive... Twiglet *Molly nods* Can I get you anything? Crys *She shakes her head a little, managing a small upturn of her lips but far from a smile* No, No...thank you... Twiglet Might I sit a moment? Crys *she nods* Of course... Twiglet *Molly pulls up a chair, looking outside* I wish to ask something... Crys *She nods as a response* Twiglet *molly sighs softly, looking down at her hands folded in her lap* I wondered whether Lord Jaeger had been aware of what I had asked of you back upon the solemn wind... I am troubled that he would have thought badly of me because of that.... Crys *Rebecca darts her eye's sharply to Molly looking out the window, studying her momentarily, the muscles in her jaw tighteningly and relaxing, the only action. Her voice is low, careful and level when she speaks* I had not told him of our conversation... Twiglet *Molly watches her closely, trying to perceive whether she speaks the truth* I see... I am pleased to hear such, for I fear he would not have understood Crys *Rebecca eyes seems empty and dead as she holds Molly's gaze for a moment, before blinking slowly and looking away* Twiglet Though you might think badly of me for it, it was for the best... it was clear that he loved you greatly, and you he... that was how it should have been Twiglet *Molly looks at the floor* Crys *She speaks quietly* In truth...I was in love with him even before he came aboard the ship... Twiglet *Molly looks at her intrigued* How so? Crys *Rebecca smiles softly at the memory* Why do you think I asked so many questions about him...? I already knew so much about him from talking about him... Twiglet I had a feeling you and he would be well suited to each other *Molly smiles softly* Crys Yes....we were... Crys Perfectly... Crys It was stolen Twiglet *Molly nods* It is a horrible thing, a tradgedy Crys *Rebecca turns her face away* Yes... *she says quietly* Twiglet *Molly takes her hand* I am truly sorry for your loss Crys *her hand is limp and cold* I know...thank you... Twiglet Can I be of any assistance, at all? Crys No...thank you... Twiglet I do not wish you to think I was anything other than happy for you both Crys I know... Crys Althought I have heard some upsetting rumours circulating to the contary... Crys Frankly, I really dont care... Twiglet Unfortunately, gossip is often malicious... I am curious to know, but I shall not push you to take me in to your confidance Crys *she shrugs slightly, dismissively* One rumour is that I gave him some...disease....the other is that we had an affair which was the reason your engagment was called off...so once more I am the scarlet woman...althought frankly they can think what they like...I REALLY dont care... Twiglet *Molly looks utterly horrified* Who.... why would anyone say such a thing?! Crys *she shrugs again* I dont know... Crys I've not really given it much thought Twiglet I can completely assure you that no such things have been said by me, and I would be seriously angry were it said to me Crys *she shrugs again, clearly not caring* I have nothing to loose now so what does it matter... Twiglet There is always somehing to lose.... there is still hope Crys *she turns and looks at Molly again with empty eyes* I am on borrowed time...I really do have nothing left to loose... Twiglet Why do you feel you are on borrowed time? Twiglet *Molly watches her closely, eyes compassionate* Crys *she lets out a sigh* We get so used to there always being a 'tomorrow'....We make so many plans and then they get stolen...What if we wake up and there is no tomorrow? *Her brow furrows slightly, almost talking to herself* Twiglet *Molly's eyes fill with tears* Because there will be a tomorrow, come what may... and sometimes you heal, and find a way forward where you least expect it Crys No. *she says a little bluntly* You dont understand...I might not have a tomorrow... Twiglet *molly looks puzzled* out of the actions of others, or the actions of yourself? Crys *Her eyes fill with tears, which she blinks away before they fall* My own actions... Twiglet *Molly looks at her, eyes intense* My lady, I assure you, it would not be worth it. Crys *She shrugs and looks confused* I have no choice... Crys The bargain has been made Crys and I do not regret it Twiglet *Molly touches her lower lip* I am not sure I understand.... there is always a choice Crys This time there is not Twiglet My lady, this is a very serious matter... whomever such a bargain has been made with might have abused your current state of mind, and it is possible that another could intervene upon your behalf Crys No Crys I was of perfectly of sound mind when I made it Crys and No...No one can intervene Crys *she shrugs* It does not matter... Twiglet No one can force you to take your own life Crys *Rebecca blinks in surprise* No one is... Twiglet *Molly looks confused* Truly, i am perplexed, and intensely worried for you Crys *she shrugs again* Do not worry. It is nothing to concern you or anyone else. It was simpley something I needed to do to get what I wished Twiglet Do you know when such will come to pass? Can I do anything to help you put your affairs in order? Crys I do not know when it will happen. And I have already taken steps to order my affairs *she says matter of factly* Twiglet *molly nods* Do not hesitate to call for me if there is any assitance I can give, even if it is just company Crys *she nods slightly* Thank you. Twiglet *molly rises* If you will excuse me, I must make arrangements to travel to the docks Crys *she nods slightly and returns to looking out the window* Twiglet *Molly turns, biting her lip, and goes out in to the Rose Garden*